Michael was Mag’s favorite leader. Their similar ideas and judgments allowed them to reach a consensus very quickly. Michael looked at the letter of commitment in his hands, and lamented, “This is an event that is going to be written into the history books. You have started a new century of peace.”


  “This is only a piece of paper, so it’s only a glimpse of the dawn.” Mag shook his head with a smile. “I don’t think you need me to visit all the races one by one, right?”


  “The content in this photostone is enough to let all the races reconsider their current situation, and the Roth Empire joining the Peace Alliance means that the pro-war alliance has lost its main support, and is no longer a threat.” Michael shook his head. He put down the letter of commitment in his hands, and said to Mag, “Alex, the people of the Norland Continent should thank you guys.” Mag smilingly said, “If there are still people who crave war among the demon race, tell them to eradicate all unstable factors in the rear before the allied forces go to the north to attack the army of the dead.” Michael also smiled after hearing that.

  “In order to deal with those ancient corpses, I have come up with a weapon of mass destruction, but I’ll need Chaos City’s support if I have to mass-produce it.” Mag took out a pile of blueprints.

  “This is?”


  “Bombs.”


  ***

  Next, Mag went to the textile factory, and met up with Ashley.

  As Irina’s closest aide, Ashley was one of the few people who knew his identity. “The situation in the north is tense. I hope the textile factory can stop all its current production first, and quickly produce this batch of cannons.” Mag passed the stack of blueprints to Ashley. Ashley took the blueprints, and asked, “Is this the princess’ order?” Mag nodded with a smile. “Her order should reach you by tomorrow.”


  Ashley nodded before flipping through the blueprints. After a while, she said to Mag, “The elves are not good at forging. If it’s urgent, it’ll be more efficient to let the dwarven blacksmiths do it.”


  “This stuff is more special. I don’t want others to handle it at the moment. I only trust the Night Elves.” Mag shook his head, and solemnly said, “I need you to put all your production force into making the cannons. This might prevent mass casualties among our troops.”


  “Alright.” Ashley nodded gravely. Mag worked out some problems in the workmanship with Ashley, and asked her to look for him whenever she encountered any issues. Then, he left Chaos City.

  “Host, your behavior has already seriously affected the Norland Continent’s normal development. It might trigger a series of upheavals and attract God’s attention and punishment.” The system’s voice rang out.

  “System, this is a world where an advanced civilization exists. They are already driving space battleships and using electromagnetic guns. It isn’t too much for me to use cannons, right? “Furthermore, I am making cannons to maintain this world’s stability. Isn’t it too much to say that I trigger upheavals?” Mag said with pursed lips.

  Xi’s performance at the snow plain today gave him an extreme shock and revelation.

  A space battleship could clear tens of thousands of ancient corpses easily at full power.

  If they were to send the Roth Empire’s knights to the front line, they would really be fighting with their lives then.

  Electromagnetic guns were too overboard, and Mag didn’t have the ability to make them.

  However, cannons were different. Mag had already modified the cannon from the 16th century. It would have a powerful lethality, yet was not so advanced that it would attract the Elder Things’ attention.

  The zombie army had no weakness psychologically. They would charge forward fearlessly under Cthulhu’s control.

  However, after being buried for eons in the ice, their bodies weren’t as tough as one imagined.

  Moreover, the number of magic casters among the allied forces was limited. Additionally, each cannon could be deemed a magic caster that could release fireball magic. If they could manufacture a huge batch of cannons before the war started, it would definitely play an important role in the war.

  Mag’s idea was simple. The more army of the dead they could kill, the lower the allied forces’ casualties would be.

  Of course, he had to avoid being targeted by the Elder Things due to the technology that had advanced too quickly.

  He didn’t want to be sliced up and studied yet.

  ***

  “They actually escaped. Interesting…”


  In an ice cavern, Josh sat on an ice throne, and smilingly spoke to Rankster at the bottom.

  Rankster was silent.

  “Since they have escaped, then it’s time for us to move southwards. We have been quiet for too long. Perhaps many have already forgotten our existence…” Josh rubbed his hands together gently and smirked.

  Rankster nodded and left the ice cavern.

  “Alex… The resentment is quite strong. Don’t worry. I’ll help you get him and make his life hell…”


  A low voice echoed throughout the ice cavern.

  *

  *

  *

  The photostones sent to all the races caused a huge stir.

  The devil that had failed to break through the seal in Chaos City had already let them witness the horror of the Great Old Ones.

  This devil that had already broken out of the seal and amassed a terrifying number of ancient corpses made them shudder.

  All the races’ representatives had already set out for Chaos City. This event was one that concerned all the races’ fate on the Norland Continent. Even the demons who were isolated on the islands didn’t think they would be excluded from that fate.

  ***

  Before going back to Rodu, Mag made a trip to the employees’ dormitory.

  Elizabeth still wasn’t back yet.

  Mag sighed. He didn’t know how she would feel if she knew about Rankster’s current state.

  Taking advantage of the dark night, the purple-striped griffin took to the air again, and flew towards the north.

  Mag only reached the tavern in Rodu close to dawn, so he decided to make breakfast as well.

  Mag scooped a bowl of porridge for Irina as he told her, “I made a trip to the textile factory yesterday, and got the Night Elves to build me a batch of weapons. Ashley might need your authorization.”


  “Mm-hmm. I’ll write her a letter later.” Irina nodded and took the porridge from Mag. “What did Michael say?”


  “His ideas have always been similar to ours. Let’s leave the Peace Alliance and the new Resistance Alliance to him. He’s much more professional than us.” The two children were still asleep. Mag got himself a bowl of porridge, and sat across from Irina. “If Auster and those few demon tribes are still making trouble, we’ll take care of them first before signing the peace treaty and setting off for the north.”


  “That’s good. We will settle the problems once and for all.” Irina nodded slightly. “We’re still not sure about the Elder Things’ stand right now. If they could participate in the war, the ancient corpses would just be cannon fodder no matter how many of them there were. Even the lethality of one battleship is many times that of dozens of 10th-tier powerhouses combined.” Mag frowned.

  “What we should worry about now are Cthulhu and Josh. As long as we deal with them, the issue of the army of the dead will be resolved too.” Irina shook her head gently.

  Mag nodded, and said, “Let me nap for a while before we set off for the north. We’ll find a place suitable to set up the seal spell formation.”