Ragmor punched the table to pieces, looking incredulously at the information before him. He understood the writing from the Spirit Realm, but when these words combined, he felt he couldn't grasp the meaning.
As he managed his territory, he didn't forget to explore the world's structure, so he had some understanding of the native forces within the world.
Moreover, as far as he understood, there were no insect races near the Poisonous Miasma Forest. How could tens of thousands of Anomaly Dragons suddenly appear and completely annihilate his entire expedition team?
"Was someone commanding them?"
"Is it someone from outside?"
Ragmor lowered his head, contemplating, and a guess arose in his heart—that their leader had allied with another insect race force, taking advantage of the situation to achieve such an Effect.
