Dorian watched them from behind, contemplating numerous things in his mind.
The geographical position of the Deep Sea Tribe is advantageous, with convenient transportation and abundant resources. It wouldn't be a bad choice to make it a base.
Thinking this, his eyes emitted a yellow flame, which made Shark and the others shiver for no reason, even in their most familiar waters, fearing they were being watched by some aquatic monster, prompting them to speed up.
But in the next moment, Dorian withdrew the flames from his eyes; it was not the time yet.
Avoid sacrificing something major for a minor gain.
The Demon Continent is a chaotic place where tribes are engaged in battles with each other, selecting the strong to survive like a gladiatorial game. Every year they first deplete a large population before they can invade the continent opposite; if they did not self-destruct, other kingdoms would only be more overwhelmed.
