399 Our Victory Is Assured

"I have a feeling that the humans will target one of us soon," the Broodmother, Nizana, said. "It seems that their strategy is to fight us one by one, allowing them to gain the advantage in numbers."

"Back then, we didn't really have to care much. The humans were too weak to do anything," the Wolf King, Arym, commented. "It seems that the humans have gotten stronger now. Their growth is faster than what the Master has calculated."

"True." The Wyvern King, Vannaroth, nodded. "According to the Master, the humans will need fifty more years before they gain the power to defeat one of us. It seems that a variable has appeared, ruining Master's calculation."

"This is the result of everyone's arrogance," Death Lord Erasmus stated. "Back then, we even hoped for one of us to get killed so that we could expand their lands. Now that it has come true, things have become more complicated. We can no longer underestimate our enemies like we did in the past."

"That's right." The second Earth Dragon nodded. "As much as I don't want to admit it, Evuvug has played the role of deterrence these past few years. Now that he's gone, the humans will be emboldened by his absence."

"So what do we do now?" the Wolf King asked. "We can no longer afford to remain aloof. If they target us one by one, we will be done for."

"How about we move closer to the center of the Continent?" the Broodmother proposed. "That way, we will be able to cover a shorter distance if we need to reinforce each other when the humans attack."

"What? Are you saying that we need to abandon our current territories and stick together like cowards?" the Centipede King asked. "It seems that the years have only made you weak, Nizana."

"The time has changed, Jalrog," the Broodmother replied. "Zed, Amos, and Evuvug have already fallen. It will be foolish to think that the humans are still the weaklings you once bullied in the past."

"Right now, they still wouldn't dare approach the center of the Continent because of us," one of the Earth Dragons said. "At most, they will just settle for the outer regions, like they did in the past. "Don't forget our main mission in this world—we are to hold and protect this Dimensional Gate so that Master can cross over and conquer this world. The gate needs five more years to mature before it can allow a Majin Prince to pass through. As long as we can hold on until then, we will have already completed our mission."

"Cowards," the Centipede King screeched. "Zed and Amos were defeated because the humans used underhanded tricks to win against them. If only Zed and Vannaroth joined forces and directly attacked the Dvalinn Federation, we wouldn't have this problem right now."

"You're blaming us?" the Wyvern King sneered. "You could have destroyed the human base anytime you wanted, but you were too busy waiting for Evuvug to show any sign of weakness because you wanted to devour it. Admit it, you selfish insect—you've been hoping that the humans would weaken one of us so that you can go for the kill."

The Centipede King chuckled but didn't affirm or deny the Wyvern King's words.

"Can you two cut it out?" the Death Lord stated. "If only we had the corpses of those three, then this wouldn't be a problem. Even if they are dead, I can just revive them. After all, that's the role given to me by Master and the reason why I was sent here in this world."

"Too bad, the humans are just as greedy as this selfish insect," the Wyvern King said. "So, what do we do now? Do we all retreat near the center and let the humans take over the outer regions? Anyway, we only need to hold on for five more years, and there will be nothing they can do to stop Master from taking over the world."

"Indeed," one of the Earth Dragons commented. "So what if the humans can reclaim the outer areas? Once Master arrives, their entire world will fall under our rule."

"So should we talk to Zed's, Amos', and Evuvug's replacements?" the Broodmother asked. "Their second-in-commands have now taken over their territories." "I've talked to them on my way here, and they said they don't plan on leaving the territories that belonged to their former Masters," the Wolf King replied. "The Blister Beetle at the Southeast is very stubborn. Although the humans have raided their domain countless times, it still doesn't have plans to leave."

"It's probably thinking that no matter how many of its kind are killed, they can easily be replaced because we birth eggs numbering in the hundreds," the Broodmother said. "You insects sure know how to multiply." One of the Earth Dragons laughed. "So how about this? We let them do what they want. If they don't want to retreat to the center, then that's their problem."

"That's right." another Earth Dragon nodded. "We just need to wait for five more years anyway. It will be over before we know it. The thing we need to do now is to protect this gate with our lives. As long as there's no wild variable, our victory is assured, even if the humans become even stronger in that span of time."

All the Kings, with the exception of the Centipede King, agreed with the Earth Dragons' plan of pulling back their forces near the center of the continent.

Thirteen, who had been listening to their conversation from start to finish, smiled faintly. "Five years…" Thirteen muttered. "After five years, a Majin Prince will appear in the Rigel Continent."

This news was incredibly bad news for the people of Pangea.

Right now, they were already having trouble with Rank 8 and Rank 9 Sovereigns.

If a Majin Prince or Princess appears, all of them could kiss Pangea goodbye.

However, instead of being fearful, Thirteen couldn't help but chuckle. This news was truly unexpected.

He already knew that the Dimensional Gates only needed to mature before stronger beings could pass through them.

This was also the reason why he had created Nautilus and Athena.

Five years was more than enough time for him to disrupt the plans of the Jinns, so he decided to do something that would force the three Earth Dragons to take their guarding duty more seriously and leave the remaining Kings to their Fate.