Much like the inhabitants of Hapuni state, who despite the absence of the undead, possess knowledge of this race due to their deeprooted ties to the land, the disparity in strength between the dwarves, orcs, and humans becomes explicable, as their ancestors were evidently not as formidable.

Furthermore, it is plausible that humanity is a composite of numerous lordly bloodlines, suggesting that the connections between the temples and angels may have originated in the age of lords.

However, Bayou firmly believed that the true strength of humankind stemmed from the minations of those ancient lords.

Consequently, the antagonism between the lords and indigenous races appears inevitable.

The smaller races exhibit a somewhat indifferent stance towards the lords.

Whereas the more powerful factions among the lords respond with vehement hostility, eager to eliminate any threats.

They harbor concerns that the burgeoning strength of the lords may disrupt the power dynamics of the magical continent.

As for humanity as ambiguous attitude towards the lords, it is likely a strategic maneuver to prepare for future assimilation of the lord's might.

After all, at their core, the lords are also of human descent.

In a century hence, what distinction will remain between them and the native powers? As Bayou pondered this, many enigmas began to clarify, even elucidating the reasons behind Mogus s attentive care towards her.

It was not solely because he was a friend of the lord of the undead.

Mog sought to forge a bond of friendship between humanity and Bayou, fostering goodwill with the human race.

The legacy of the lord of the undead when bestowed upon a lord would inevitably lead to great power in the future ensuring that even if they were not allies they would not become adversaries given moas s close association with the lord of the undead he must possess considerable intelligence regarding the lordsing s discourse today unraveled numerous uncertainties for bayou illuminating her understanding profoundly thus every powerful lord born in each era inevitably cultivates their troops into formidable local factions.

Indeed, the most ancient of these races is the dragons, while the youngest is the angels, with the preceding era to the chaos era being the age of angels.

Guing affirmed by you as supposition.

These powerful races could not possibly originate from a single era.

As for the conclusion of the age of angels, Bayou could surmise the reasons.

They become overly arrogant.

Having already been adversaries of demons, they subsequently provoked the dragons and caused rifts within humanity, making it impossible for them to escape repercussions.

By the way, what is the nature of forbidden level magic? By recalled, sensing that there might be more to Guaming<unk>s words.

To be prudent, she decided to inquire further.

Forbidden level magic? Normally, the pinnacle of magic is reached at high tiers through teaching and experience.

Unless one possesses a unique comprehension of magic, ascension to forbidden levels is exceedingly challenging, a feat beyond even the systems assistance.

So, does this imply that the enhancement of forbidden level magic necessitates personal insight? Indeed, subsequently, Bayou engaged in further conversation with Guaming, who answered every question with the knowledge he possessed.

While this information posed no secret to him, it held immense significance for Bayou.

Guam Ming harbored hopes that Bayou, as the current foremost leader, would one day transform the power dynamics of the magical continent.

As Dusk gradually descended, their dialogue reached its natural conclusion.

Guing had no more revelations to impart to Bayou.

Rising to his feet, he extended his palm, and within it, three tiers of the races materialized.

Take them.

The dark forest shall henceforth belong to you.

Chapter 370.

The relocation of the city and the tears of the races by you was taken back to receive three tiers of the races from the other party.

Presumably belonging to the three races within the dark forest.

Guaming could discern that Bayou was now fully capable of establishing a kingdom.

However, her reluctance to rush into founding one indicated her ambition to directly create an empire.

Establishing an empire and upgrading the tiers of the kingdom necessitated these tears of the races.

Are you truly handing the dark forest over to me? Bayou inquired with a hint of confusion, accepting the three tears without haste to examine them.

The threat posed by the source of fear had been dispelled, granting her newfound freedom.

It was time to depart from this place that had confined her for over three centuries.

As Guaming spoke, he appeared rejuvenated.

The spatial maze that envelopes this area is of a forbidden spell level, only conquerable by sovereign.

You may relocate your city here, serving as your protective shield, ensuring its safety.

He had even considered the potential risk of by you being discovered by the knights of the holy temple.

Few were aware of the reasons behind the formation of the forbidden area in the dark forest.

Otherwise, the former lord would not have so confidently chosen this location for the seal.

Thus, safety was not a significant concern with so many forbidden zones in Marshall State.

The powerful factions would not expend time and effort to cleanse a place unrelated to them.

So, where do you intend to go to seek revenge for him? Bayou asked, I lack the strength for such a feat.

If even a genius like him failed, what can I achieve? I have already repaid my debt by sealing the source of fear for over 300 years.

I will not sacrifice myself for a deceased.

As he spoke, Guaming produced a page of yellowed parchment, handing it to Bayou.

I seek to uncover the truth of this world and our purpose for being here.

Take this.

It will reveal certain information when the need arises.

Bayou accepted it, perplexed, and promptly stowed it into her spatial ring.

I initially only sought your assistance in relocating the seal, but upon witnessing your talent, I have changed my mind.

Perhaps one day you will stand at the pinnacle of all races and usher in the age of the undead.

Guaming earnestly expressed to Bayou.

Then with a swift motion, he summoned several sharp blades of space that severed the disheveled hair and beard around his ears, his gaze fixed ahead.

Ada Aya.

Two towering trolls materialized before Bay by you.

From now on, she shall be your new leader.

I must depart.

Guard this forest well.

Guiming instructed the two giants who seemed to have anticipated his departure, remaining silent with a hint of reluctance in their yellow eyes.

By you turned to gaze at Guaming, the last surviving member of the previous batch of lords, her expression a mix of emotions.

Would she one day assist her own successors in such a manner? As Guing<unk>s figure began to fade into transparency, he offered by you a warm smile before vanishing completely.

No one knows where he has gone.

Perhaps this is the joy of new found freedom.

The leader proclaimed that henceforth you shall be our new chief.

Yet I must add, if the former leader returns, he shall remain our chief.

The ogre named heir gazed down at Bayou, displaying a somewhat foolish expression.

Very well, what do you usually do? Bayou expressed her helplessness.

We eat, sleep, and then beat up intruders.

All right, you may carry on as usual.

A hint of perplexity flickered in the eyes of the two ogres as Bayou dismissed them.

Looking up at the sky, it was already deep into the night.

Bayou's figure vanished from sight as she made her way back to the city of the undead.

Uncertain if anything remarkable would occur during the relocation.

Bayou resolved to discuss it tomorrow.

At this moment, the city of the undead was ablaze with light within the palace.

Throughout the day, Bayou had ventured into the dark forest without returning, causing great concern among the three, who anxiously awaited her return in the hall.

"It's nearly 11:00.

Why isn't he the leader returned yet?" Chun Schwe fidgeted, alternating between sitting and standing, constantly murmuring.

"The spirits within the city remain undisturbed.

" "It is likely nothing is a miss.

" "From the looks of it, the leader should know the other party," Chun Foam explained, resting his head on his hand.

finally unable to bear it any longer.

He pulled out a chair and directly seated Chun Schue upon it, she asked back, "Hiao Liu exclaimed, and the siblings immediately turned around just as Bayu pushed the door open and entered.

I apologize for causing you concern.

However, I have good news to share.

The mysterious figure deep within the dark forest is in fact a survivor from the previous batch of lords.

I acquired a wealth of information from him.

" Bayou smiled as she sat down while the expressions of the three solidified in shock.

Wait, leader, did I hear you correctly? What do you mean by previous batch of lords? Chinfong and Xiao Yinua immediately directed their gaze at Bayou and Chinua as inquiry echoed their thoughts.

Before us, there was indeed another group of lords who descended upon the magical continent, and he is one of the survivors.

Bayou reiterated, relishing the astonished expressions of her companions.

Chen Fong Chun and Xiao Lianua exclaimed in unison, "Ah Bayou proceeded to share some less significant information with them, such as the history of the magical continent and speculations regarding the origins of the lords.

As for the matters concerning the lord of the undead and the seals, Bayu deemed them irrelevant and chose not to elaborate.