Although he was nominally the highest-ranking member of the team, Eberron knew very well that these people didn't care about his title, so after a moment's thought, he said directly:
“That area is probably unexplored. If you feel there’s any danger, we can…”
It can be avoided.
Although she felt it was unnecessary, there was no need to argue about it either.
"No, it's even further. Looking at the distribution of the entire Bloodbath Zone, where exactly is that?"
Further afield? Or even looking directly at the distribution of war zones?
After giving him a strange look, Eberron told the truth:
"That's the First War Zone, currently under the full control of the Watchers."
Ning Feng slightly opened his narrowed eyes and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving this result, his tense mind relaxing somewhat.
There was no way around it; after hearing about the Watchers, Ning Feng, who was familiar with just how powerful they were, naturally relaxed.
Moreover, Ning Feng wasn't the only one who reacted this way; everyone in the team relaxed.
With Watchmen around, everything is safe.
This viewpoint wasn't actively promoted by the Watchers; rather, it was proven time and again through real battles over the past millennium.
Ning Feng relaxed, no longer feeling like he was next to a dangerous person about to explode. Anthony casually asked:
"Oh, so who is the current commander of the First War Zone?"
Anthony swore he really just asked the question casually during the conversation and had no other intentions.
but……
"Let me think about it. Since the First War Zone currently operates on a rotating chairmanship system, different forces will be in charge of different time periods."
Without much thought, Eberron directly accessed the memories stored in his mind and said:
"In the meantime, the current commander should be, uh..."
Finally, Eberron fell silent, glancing uneasily at Mephisto's retreating figure.
Andrew stood beside Eberron and asked softly:
"What's wrong?"
Guh.
Swallowing hard, Eberron suddenly realized a major problem and spoke in a low voice after a moment of silence:
"Yes... the Silver Council."
Ning Feng, who was walking at the front, paused, and his fist, which had been loosened, clenched tightly once more.
Silver Council!
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