The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

She coughed lightly, quickly composed herself, and respectfully retreated behind Siya.

Aisemata stared blankly at Nema, countless thoughts flashing through her mind, yet unable to form a single sentence.

"Sister..." Siya began softly at the right moment, bringing her back to reality from her shock.

"These days... I've been pondering why he can accomplish things only the Divine can achieve, but due to our limited understanding of the world beyond the Great Barrier, I could never find an answer."

After a pause, Siya continued.

"There's only one thing I can be sure of, that in the past millennium, the Ancient Continent may have undergone unforeseen changes. These changes are not only terrestrial but also celestial..."

To fight without soldiers, to kill without a blade...the strength they exhibited was far beyond her understanding.

Siya earnestly gazed into Aisemata's eyes, her deep voice carrying a profound dread.

"This Demon King from beyond the Great Barrier may very well be a newly emerged Divine on that continent. Our submission to him could be following the course of destiny."

Aisemata remained silent for a long time, finally sighing heavily, she recomposed her expression and solemnly looked at Siya.

"I understand... In fact, that's exactly why I've come."

Siya breathed a sigh of relief, a knowing smile appearing on her face.

Her biggest worry was that her sister—the respected Clan Mother—still harbored thoughts of using Lord Demon King, not intending to submit wholeheartedly.

Her concern did not arise from standing with the Demon King Army, on the contrary, it was precisely for the Sand Ridge Clan.

The Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom would need a hundred thousand troops to destroy the Sand Ridge Tribe, but these people... a few of them might suffice.

Faced with such a vast disparity in power, any extra actions would merely be a waste of time.

But now it seemed, her concerns were unnecessary, the esteemed Hamaka was perceptive to the larger situation.

Just as Aisemata's thoughts were immersed in her sister Siya and Nema's words, she suddenly noticed that near their delegation's camp, there seemed not only the banners of the Sand Ridge Tribe.

Through the shadows of the rainforest, she clearly saw several different tents arranged in line, flags of various colors fluttering above the camp.

"Siya, who are those people?"

Aisemata's eyes narrowed slightly, vaguely guessing something, her voice becoming serious as well.

Siya followed her gaze, nodded slightly with seriousness.

"Those are delegations from other tribes, they arrived here slightly later than us. Among them is the Wind Roar Tribe living near the Sun Step Mountain Range, as well as the Tide Tribe from the bay area... In addition, some smaller Lizardman forces have also sent emissaries."

Aisemata furrowed her scales, her gaze becoming playful, said with a look of half mockery, half amusement.

"Seems like we're not the only ones eyeing Lord Demon King's great power."

These vultures stealing from cats!

Aisemata couldn't help but curse to herself, I was obviously here first!

At this moment, she had completely forgotten that just yesterday she was in the council discussing relocation with the Clan Leader and Elders, faces full of worries... clearly, she herself had not always been completely convinced of the Demon King's power.

"Indeed," Siya nodded, her vertical pupils shining with a wise light, "Now that the Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom is clearly in decline, many forces that were originally hesitating are considering defection. They all know well that if they don't express enough sincerity and align themselves quickly, they might miss a crucial historical opportunity."

At this, a reassuring smile appeared on Siya's face as she spoke softly.

"The fortunate thing is, we bet earlier, and stood firm alongside the Demon King before anyone else did, thus gaining opportunities they didn't... including Nema breaking through the power bottleneck to advance to Divine General, and Lord Demon King's trusted aides personally instructing the youth of our clan."

A Divine General level warrior is already enough to alter the power balance between the Sand Ridge Clan and other tribes, especially since this Divine General level warrior is now at Lord Demon King's side.

And if the Sand Ridge Tribe's Quicksand Assassins can play a greater role in the Demon King Army, their status within the army will undoubtedly rise, they might even hope to replace the old hegemon Holy Armor Dragon Kingdom and become the new overlord on the Gana Continent!

Hearing this, Aisemata felt comforted yet couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

Such immense interests were obviously not only within her sight. Although the Sand Ridge Tribe had secured some advantage due to early betting, the other forces on the Gana Continent were no easy opponents.

If there's even a slightest hesitation, this slight advantage might vanish in the blink of an eye.

She took a deep breath, her gaze gradually firming, turning to Siya and Nema.

"Looks like we'll have to move faster."

Perhaps even increase the stakes!