The last vestige of night vanished on the distant horizon, and dawn replaced the night, casting its beautiful light upon the earth. The human tribe named Dawn, however, witnessed a painful night.
The Ancestral Spirit Altar, the place symbolizing their spirit, was destroyed.
Black Stone Pass was quickly taken down.
After this, the true Legion Commander of the Molten Iron Tribe pressed onward, slicing through defenses like a sharp knife and advancing north, no longer relying mainly on Jackal-Wolf Folk, Kobold, and War Lizardfolk as cannon fodder.
Ogres, Centaurs, and Flying Dragons were deployed as elite forces.
Even the tamed Wild Monster Lord joined the fray.
Goblins, who once belonged to the Golden Tooth Tribe and have now surrendered, maneuvered powerful golems to fight alongside monsters; the tide of flesh and steel pushed forward inch by inch, trampling upon the territory belonging to the Dawn Tribe.
