The Rise of the Black Plain
chapter-1950

Five weeks had passed since Minos and his people were reunited at the core of the Dragon Tribe.

At that time, he had fully recovered from what he had suffered because of the supreme weapon. Not only that, he felt even stronger than before the battle against the level 96 Gorgon.

After finishing his treatment the day before, Minos finally met up with his group to plan the rest of their journey.

After waking up in the morning and being released by the Dragon Tribe doctors, Minos quickly reunited with his wives and went to meet the rest of the crew.

...

Upon meeting all the members of his group, Minos introduced them to the dragon that would be their companion from now on, one that many of them had heard about over the past few weeks but had not had the opportunity to interact with.

Smiling at his people, Minos said. "With Nymmas joining us, our journey through the Continent of BEasts can be considered complete. We've already gathered a group of new allies strong enough to continue our journey."

"Already?" One of the mercenaries in the group asked while the great Arctic Whale looked at such a mercenary with an ugly expression.

Being in dragon territory, that whale couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. For him, the news of their group's departure was great.

He wasn't delighted to have a dragon as his companion, but the fact that no one from this tribe had threatened him in the last few weeks made him willing enough to continue on this journey.

If dragons could bear to welcome an enemy's subordinate into their territory, then he could bear to travel with such a dragon!

But that didn't change the fact that he felt very uncomfortable with this tribe.

Minos replied to the mercenary who questioned him. "Our goal on this continent was to look for reinforcements for our group so that we could continue on to the North Sea. But we've already gained eight companions here, including Nymmas. If we consider my women have also joined the group on this continent, the number jumps to 15."

"Yes, we've greatly improved our numbers in these lands over the past two years. It's time to go to the Divine Continent." The level 91 woman from the Sea Folk commented.

"Not to mention that many of us have improved our strength on this continent." Another member of the Sea Folk there added.

"I hoped we'd be adventuring on this continent for a few more months." Adrina, one of the mermaids, commented with a sigh.

"That was the plan. But with the Gorgon problem, we can't take any more chances. We've already almost died twice at their hands. Let's not risk a third." Abby commented, making the sea creatures who were curious to know more about this continent agree with her and see that it really wasn't possible.

They had already explored the main areas of the continent, dealt with beings of the predominant races in these lands, and escaped death more than once. Their adventure in these lands had been no small matter, even though much of their journey had been within the tribes, where the dangers were controlled.

"Well then. May I come to the Divine Continent!" One of the Krakens said in an excited tone, eager to visit the most famous ancient continent in the Spiritual World.

Everyone there knew that Minos had appointments on the Divine Continent. However, his appointment was about three years in the future. But the travel time between the Divine Continent and these northern lands was only five months.

In other words, they knew they would have about two and a half years to explore the lands of the old continent, plenty of time for those seeking adventure!

"When do we leave?" Gloria asked Minos, eager to visit that continent for the first time and see the magnificent Pantheon of Honor, one of the most powerful forces in the world, an institution even more important than the Spiritual Church.

"Today," Minos replied. "If everyone is ready, I'd like to leave now."

Most of them indicated they were ready, while only the dragon looked at Minos as if he still had some things to sort out.

Nymmas asked him. "You were supposed to talk to the tribe leaders first, weren't you?"

"No. I told them I would leave their territory as soon as I recovered. They already know I'm leaving." Minos smiled at the muscular, tall, black-haired man before him, whom he had seen for the first time on the Central Continent.

Nymmas had been the bodyguard of the two level 89 dragons that had entered the Ancient Dragon Spatial Kingdom years ago.

But unlike in the past, when he had ignored Emperor Stuart's group, Nymmas was fully aware of how powerful and important this young brown-haired human was.

Even though he was on a higher level and had superior fighting power, Nymmas heeded Minos' words and no longer stood in Emperor Stuart's way.

With that settled, the group quickly left the tribe, not stopping to say goodbye to anyone, as they had barely communicated with the small town's citizens over the past few weeks.

The dragons were closed to the outside world. Apart from those who had been appointed to take care of Minos' group's affairs during their time there, hardly anyone else had contacted them.

But as they set out, they caught the attention of the locals, with Minos attracting everyone's attention as he led the group out of the town in the middle of the volcanic mountains in this part of the continent.

Minos looked to the north and said to his people. "We are about a week from the northern coast of the Continent of Beasts. But this is dragon territory, so nothing can stand in our way."

"We can shorten the journey by traveling through a wormhole." Nymmas suggested.

But Minos rejected the offer. "No. We're in no hurry. Since it will be a few years before my appointment on the Divine Continent, we can take our time and explore a bit while we travel north."

A week less wouldn't make much difference to those who were up to date with their obligations and had no urgencies.

So the group set off from the core of the Dragon Tribe, finally preparing to leave the Continent of Beasts!

...

While Minos and his group were leaving, the Gorgons had not forgotten all that had happened between them and the crew.

At the organization's headquarters, the tribe's level 97 leader had just issued a new persecution order against Minos!

'This is not over, Minos Stuart. If I can't reach you this time, I'll send a group to your state!' She thought as she held the map of the current Central Continent in her hands.

She took her eyes off it and crumpled it up as she angrily saw the image of Minos in her mind.