My military branches can Evolve Infinitely

She certainly knew that such an earth-shattering fatal move was the essence of essences, a one-time ability, never to be witnessed again in this life. But to be able to control such a move, to perfectly unleash its power...

Lord Tianyuan must also be a top-tier warrior.

Another Legendary Elf said, "In the battle just now, there must have been a dozen Legendary Realm monsters that fell here, right?"

Milena nodded, "Probably so, at least a dozen to start with, including that terrifying blood-colored Giant Dragon. With this, even if we are temporarily unable to eradicate the few Monster Overlords, we are essentially safe and truly qualified to contend with them."

"We from the Natural Garden can also step out of the Secret Realm, establish our own city here, and breathe the outside air rather than being forever trapped in a corner. Besides..."

Having experienced the recent war, she had understood that if the Monster Overlords really wanted to find their Natural Garden, it would hardly be a difficult task, merely a matter of time and effort.

If Lord Tianyuan had not appeared, the outcome of their counterattack in alliance with Giant Stone Ridge would have been the complete annihilation of both forces, reduced to history like the once powerful Vitality Force of Dragon Man Valley that had thrived in this region.

More likely, before they even had the chance to launch a counterattack, their homeland's location would have been exposed.

After all, in the past two years, the Fang of the Jackal Wolf and the Blood Snake Encase had also gradually intensified their efforts to uncover their homeland's location. It was only after Lord Tianyuan's appearance that the Fang of the Jackal Wolf's attention was diverted.

Now, she no longer needed to worry.

Of course, the two overlords, Fang of the Jackal Wolf and Blood Snake Encase, still had numerous Legendary Realms and an abundance of High-order Monsters and war weapons, their combined power still much stronger than that of her Natural Garden.

But it was enough to hold their ground.

"In a few years, or perhaps a decade, we could follow Tianyuan City's lead and truly, completely eliminate the Fang of the Jackal Wolf and Blood Snake Encase, the tyrants that have suffocated us for more than a hundred years," she added.

She could certainly see that, compared to the frightening resources and considerable strength, what truly astounded people about Tianyuan City was its even more terrifying potential.

Tianyuan City had an unlimited future.

There seemed to be several, or even more, individuals in the city who could be called the 'Seed of Legend'.

Tianyuan City also had a large number of Fourth-order Strongmen.

With such a massive base, it was possible that one or two among the ordinary Fourth-order Strongmen could eventually emerge as Legendary Realms.

What Tianyuan City would be like in ten years...

She dared not imagine.

"Retreating a step, we could also head to the Federation of All Nations, where, it is said, we Elves are a major clan," she suggested.

"Yes, the Federation of All Nations!" the Windchaser Ranger added, "When we first fled, many branches of our people scattered. If we go to the Federation, it's very likely we could find some kin with whom we share deep roots!"

When they first assisted Tianyuan City in defense, they hadn't thought they could win.

All they hoped to do was to temporarily fend off the enemy's attacks long enough for reinforcements to arrive. Then, they could request the Lord of Tai Xuan to establish contact with the Federation of All Nations.

They could relocate their homeland to the Federation.

Wouldn't that be safer?

The Federation of All Nations was the true behemoth, a land without disasters.

Milena looked at her Legendary companion and roughly discerned their thoughts.

However, she held a different opinion.

How could there be an absolutely safe place in the Eternal World, even within the Federation of All Nations? Was there really no strife, no war within?

Before the spread of corruption, nations and races often fought over interests, beliefs, customs, and other reasons.

She had also heard from the Lord of Tai Xuan that powerful forces like the Tai Xuan Alliance and the Federation of All Nations would face the calamity of corruption, though strong forces could resist it better.

But danger was always present.

One needs to be vigilant in times of peace.

Going to the Federation of All Nations might make their situation a bit safer, but as newcomers and outsiders, the resources they could acquire would surely be limited.

Conversely, if they stayed in this land, they would have the chance to gain various opportunities.

Their original desire to defeat the Fang of the Jackal Wolf also came from this, didn't it?

On this day of great victory and joy, Milena didn't say much. She and the Windchaser Ranger struck out in all directions, destroying the remaining war weapons and routing a large number of monsters, before finally returning to Tianyuan City.

Milena found the commander of the Natural Garden's army and asked, "How are our losses?"

The commander was an Elf with a middle-aged face, older than Milena, the new star of legend, and one of the strongest beings beneath the Legends of the Natural Garden.

However, his hopes of entering the Legendary Realm were rather slim.

In this campaign, the Natural Garden had also decided to leave some of the most promising young Elves behind.

The middle-aged commander replied, "The exact number of losses is still being tallied, but...just the bodies found so far amount to twenty-seven."

The battlefield was chaotic, and communication between squads was lacking in real-time, so many Elf warriors were still pursuing monsters, and the number was difficult to tally.

He could only confirm that there were more than twenty-seven casualties.

Frankly speaking...that wasn't many, not many at all.

They had initially estimated far more casualties. It was entirely possible that out of four hundred Elites, sacrificing one-third, or even half, was not out of the question.

The soil of survival was inherently costly.

With twenty-seven fallen, the middle-aged commander was not saddened: the sacrificed would return to the embrace of the mother tree and be reborn.