The first thing they saw were the towering, sturdy walls, and behind them, the neat rows of town buildings.
The black ant army moved like a black torrent, shuttling back and forth between the mine tunnels and the warehouses to carry ore.
At the warehouse entrance, mountains of S-level energy crystals piled high, glowing with a dazzling blue light.
Not far away, in the ten-thousand-fold spirit fields, spirit herbs from a thousand years ago swayed in the wind, and a rich, medicinal scent hit them instantly.
In the sky, the Ashen Dragon legion formed tight ranks, patrolling.
Every single Ashen Dragon exuded the pressure of the Legend stage, and their Dragon Power intimidated everyone around.
The whole town was heavily defended and orderly, so prosperous that it was beyond their wildest dreams.
How could this be a settlement built in just three days? This looked like a mature city that had been thriving for decades!
The thorn staff in Ironthorn's hands clattered to the ground.
