Because even if the Moon Howling Lion Group lived poorly, their environnt far surpassed that of other tribes.
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The reason those creatures, who usually lived as wild beast groups, didn’t make a sound was not because they didn’t want to; they simply lacked even the qualifications to make their voices heard…
That was all there was to it!
After realizing this, the Lion King let out a trendous roar in the mountains and forests.
It was as if a charge had been sounded; one by one, young Wolf Cavalry riding on Shadow Wolves appeared around the gathering of monsters.
"Awooo!!!"
A hasty howl resonated, and figures of Wolf Cavalry erged continuously in the surrounding woods.
"Lion King, you~~~" a monster that looked like a parrot let out an angry roar.
When it was perched on the treetops, its body was nearly two ters tall; the muscles on its powerful wings were exposed, making it clear just how much force it could exert while soaring through the skies.
Nevertheless, this flying monster now felt a crisis in the Golden Forest that death could co at any mont.
The Shadow Wolves had sohow filled the huge trunks of the surrounding Golden Trees without notice.
Their cold, rciless eyes quietly observed the monsters below, as if they would annihilate any disturbance in an instant.
This sense of mortality made the parrot monster, which had lately taken the lead in contacting the surviving creatures of the Twisted Jungle, feel a genuine fear.
In this world, there was no etiquette of courtesy before ard force, but the intelligent creatures understood the attitude of those Wolf Cavalry.
To let the Moon Howling Lion Group co out and communicate with them was a courtesy!
To surround them with Wolf Cavalry, fresh from training and eager for battle, was force!
Human nature was vividly exhibited even by monsters; at this mont, they finally realized they had no other option.
Without the help of the Moon Howling Lion Group, the monsters knew that breaking through the "gates" guarded by the Humans would be virtually impossible.
By now, those lions had fully turned their backs on them; there was simply no room for choice.
In the end, despite the deep unwillingness, the parrot monster ultimately bowed its head.
Like the first fallen domino, almost instantly, various racial monsters, constrained by pressure, began to bow their heads one after another.
…
Nearly at that instant, the sky was ablaze with a red glow.
[World Announcent: Dungeon "Twisted Jungle" second phase clearance has been successfully completed.]
[At the request of Lancaster Lord Kael.D.Helois, the final settlent of the Dungeon Twisted Jungle begins.]
A voice from above resounded throughout the entire Dungeon, making the already bustling subterranean realm erupt into an uproar in that mont.
Kael looked at the flowing light in the sky, his expression sowhat bewildered for a mont.
How long had it been… since his previous life when "Cai Ketongshen" cleared the seventh Dungeon, how much ti had passed without successfully conquering another Dungeon?
Indeed, in the final days of his previous life, even after a year and a half had passed in the real world, no player Guild had managed to clear the eighth Dungeon.
Not to ntion clearing the eighth Dungeon; even Guilds that could launch the sixth Dungeon raid were already considered major Guilds.
Kael—and every native of this world—were enveloped in the light that once again descended from the sky.
The thickest beam of light was projected directly onto Kael.
The light shining upon him was so warm, a sense of fullness and warmth that he, as a player in his previous life, had never been able to experience, pervaded his entire body.
In a trance, it was as if he saw through the mist a pair of incredibly profound and warm eyes, so gentle that even the ever-vigilant Kael felt an indescribable affinity.
At that mont, he instantly understood who those eyes belonged to.
As his consciousness seed almost to drift away, he thought he heard a voice.
"Barry, to et you all on this land has been my fortune, and to have fought alongside you until now has truly been a wonderful journey.
But it’s not enough… still not enough. After completing the first Dungeon raid, I realized that if I genuinely wanted to fulfill my oath, a power that could firmly stand behind was absolutely essential.
The Dungeon ’Elegy of the Half-Orcs,’ with its land far exceeding that of an ordinary Dungeon, being integrated into our Lancaster, is a stroke of luck."
"However, my friends, you must understand that while good fortune is common, not many have the strength and the will to seize it.
For a considerably long ti, Lancaster did not possess the capabilities to continue Dungeon raids, so I entrust this endeavor to you before then."
"Barry, and Dan, now Lancaster needs a ti of peaceful developnt, to allow our citizens, who have weathered many hardships, to flourish in our territory. And for a long ti, all this will depend on you two."
"So, Barry, head to the frontier; only with your strength can you deter those petty troublemakers. The border relies on you now."
"And Dan, now it’s ti for you to lead your Rangers to protect the fledgling towns until the next suitable successor arrives…"
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