Michael’s words made everyone present quieten down.

  They had all experienced the racial war a century ago and survived. They knew very clearly deep inside how important it was to have an outstanding commander and combat cooperation.

  Back then, the Elves lost almost the entire forest but Helena and the Elf queen managed to drive the Orcs and Demons out of the forest with their outstanding commanding abilities and strong personal charisma.

  On top of that, when the 100,000 cavalry from the Roth Empire attacked the Twilight Forest and split up to tear the entire place apart, it was as though nothing could stop them and that proved the importance of good combat cooperation and commanding capabilities. The Orcs were not a weak race but the tribes that only fought for themselves could not form a strong enough combat power and would only be thrashed.

  “I agree with that. The current situation concerns the security of the Norland Continent. If we only care about the personal interest of each race, we would only end up in complete defeat,” Douglas said with a nod.

  “We agree as well. There is no point engaging in a battle that is without order,” the Dwarf King said loudly.

  “We do not have any issues with it either. Let’s take a vote and choose someone to be the commander,” the Goblin Chief said.

  candidates?” Helena asked.

  Everyone turned to look at Michael.

  Michael looked around and said, “Everybody here are highly respected individuals and are also some of the top powerhouses of the Norland Continent. Everyone is a potential candidate.

  “This concerns the survival of the Norland Continent. I am very touched that everyone is willing to play a part. The role of the commander is very important and I wish that any capable person could step up and take on this responsibility to volunteer as a candidate.

  “Every race here will have one vote each. The candidate with the most votes would become everyone’s commander.”


  The rules were simple.

  Everyone present was eligible to take part and could volunteer to be a candidate. After that, each race would vote for the ultimate commander.

  The candidate with the most votes would become the commander.

  Everyone was agreeable to this way of choosing the commander. This was naturally not the time for a martial arts competition styled election.

  “In that case, I will not hold back. We, the Abyss Demons, are experienced with battles and I have commanded hundreds of battles be it the racial war back then or the other big and small battles throughout the years. I would naturally be the best fit as the commander,” the Abyss Demon Chief said confidently with a smile as he stood up.

  “Heh, haven’t you lost enough back then in the Wind Forest?” Helena scoffed.

  “You can’t even defeat the Flaming Demons. Counting on you to fight the Devil is akin to getting the elites of the various races to fill up the hole in the ice,” Irina mocked him as well.

  The two of them naturally could not stand how the Abyss Demon Chief boasted about the crimes the Abyss Demons committed in the Wind Forest back then.

  “You… The both of you…” The Abyss Demon Chief’s face flushed red but he was stumped for words and could only sit back down angrily. The Flaming Demon Chief, who was sitting at the side, wanted to boast as well but did not expect himself to be implicated too. He clenched his fists and forced himself back into his seat.

  That also made the other passionate Demon Chiefs, who were about to stand up, calm down.

  They were unable to win over even the tribes of their race, much less the other races in this situation.

  “Uncle, why don’t you give it a try?” Camilla muttered.

  Dracula sighed with a shake of his head, “Although I know that I am very charismatic, I am someone who hasn’t commanded even a thousand-men battle. I really can’t hold the fort for a million-men war.”


  Camilla pressed her lips together. “It was just a casual suggestion. you might not even win the Demons’ vote.”


  “I would believe that too.” Dracula nodded honestly.

  If the Demons could unite, they could actually be even stronger than the Orcs. It was a pity they were divided.

  There was silence for a moment. Louis stood up and said while looking around, “Count me as a candidate. The Giant dragons are capable of managing the big picture and we, the Golden Dragons, have also taken part in various battles back then during the racial

  war.”


  Louis was known to be a powerhouse for a long time and it was indeed convincing given the Giant dragons’ capabilities. Andre nodded at Dominic.

  Dominic stood up and said, “I am Dominic, the Roth Empire’s marshal. I’ve commanded the empire’s million-men cavalry and I have decades of experience be it in the arrangement of battle tactics or troop management. This is a difficult battle and coordination between the races is very important. I think I can be a good commander.”


  Everyone could not help but take a second glance at Dominic. It was as he said. Dominic was the only one who had experience managing a million-man cavalry.

  Although Dominic was not the one commanding the Northwestern Legion’s battle against the Orcs, it was said that Dominic was the one who came up with the attack plan. The Northwestern Legion merely acted according to plan and they almost took over the Twilight Forest.

  The humans were indeed better than other races in terms of the use of battle tactics.

  Otherwise, it would not be easy for the humans to survive in the Norland Continent among the other strong races, given their weak physique and strength.

  “I’ve led the Elves to an epic comeback during the racial war back then, chasing the Orcs and Demons out of the Wind Forest and have created many battle miracles. I think I would be able to lead this war,” Helena said calmly as she stood up.

  Everyone was shocked that Helena would take part in the candidacy. However, what she said was the truth. The Elves did make a comeback in the racial war.

  The Orcs and Demons were two strong races but they lost badly.

  Helena, who was the High Priestess of the Elves, played an important role in the battle.

  There were more people taking part and after the representatives present volunteered themselves, everyone turned to look at Alex.

  “Will he take part?” Connie asked softly.

  “Maybe. Actually, there’s no better person than him,” Rex said as he looked at Mag.

  Dexter was also looking at Mag expectantly. Mag stood up and said calmly, “I’ll take part.”


  It was simple and clear.

  “I don’t think anyone would know the devil and Army of the Dead, as well as how to deal with them, better than me,” Mag said.

  It was a straightforward reason that no one could refute.

  Mag knew that he had already won when he saw the expressions of the various representatives.