I Became the Progenitor Vampire Chapter 367

Chapter 367: Chapter 369: Beneath the Crown, I Have Mastered the Power of the Divine Chapter 367: Chapter 369: Beneath the Crown, I Have Mastered the Power of the Divine January 10th, as night fell.

This year's Frost Month was even colder than usual. Lide walked slowly along the snow-covered streets of the Iron Hoof Tribe, outside the streets there was no one to be seen, only a sparse number of Centaur Warriors were on patrol.

It seemed the big freeze had seized not just the land, but also slowed everyone's movements.

Ever since he discovered the Chaos and Eye of Death, Risier City felt as if it had touched some forbidden realm, and the number of Beastman troops sent out on alert had increased.

Direwolves howled across the snowy ground, and Double-legged Flying Dragons searched the skies for any suspicious persons; that place had truly become forbidden territory.

Lide was increasingly aware of a tense atmosphere spreading over Risier City, like the heavy snow of Frost Month, layer upon layer piling up until, at a certain moment, the snow underneath could no longer bear the weight and would begin to collapse.

Information about Divine relics had been propagated over and over by players, and more and more locals began to harbor doubts about the matter. Nearby scouts gradually increased.

Risier City had become a powder keg, a keg that would explode at the slightest touch.

However, Lide did not focus all his attention on Risier City; he felt that the flashpoint there might not come so soon.

Because the undying Divine had yet to be unsealed, and though the eye that could freeze his soul filled him with great terror, the aura of the trapped being could not be concealed.

By comparison, during his week at the Iron Hoof Tribe, Lide spent more time adjusting to and understanding this rapidly expanding force.

A tribe with a force of 70,000 warriors, stronger than the current Dawn City.

The crunching of boots on ice sounded as Lide suddenly halted, turning his head to look at the 16th-level Centaur Chief, Sam, and the 15th-level second-generation Bloodline, Frey, following closely beside him.

“Frey, how is the free market doing now?”

The Free Market was initially designed as a window for Dawn City to dump goods onto the Dwarf Hills, making profits from Demon Beast pelts and various ores.

But as the Iron Hoof Tribe grew rapidly, this market was now tasked with bearing greater responsibilities.

“Your Majesty, the free market is developing rapidly. We have established over 800 stalls, and the number of Centaurs from other tribes who stay here for trade exceeds 7,000, with a monthly foot traffic exceeding 500,000 times…

We acquire a significant quantity of Demon Beast pelts and ores every day, and the free market is also our means of communicating with the other tribes…”

Hearing this dry report, Lide shook his head, “Frey, the free market is not just about simple trade…”

“Your Majesty, what do you mean?”

Frey was clearly puzzled, and Sam beside him also showed a look of confusion.

“The free market includes the trade of goods, but the trade is not everything. We can also use the free market to pass on the messages we want to convey to the outside world…”

“For instance, Guido, as the chosen one by the Divine to rebuild the Centaur Empire, a Child of Destiny, has the Iron Hoof Tribe not heard of him?? Why has nobody discussed this news here?”

These words made Frey and Sam look enlightened.

Lide did not stop, his eyes showing a hint of deeper intent as he continued, “And it's not just that, if handled well, we might even cause a division within the Centaurs…”

Sam couldn't help but interrupt at this point, “Your Majesty, how could the Centaurs become divided?”

Looking at the somewhat anxious Centaur Chief, Lide smiled, “No need to worry, such a division would be beneficial for the Iron Hoof Tribe and even the whole Dwarf Hills.

For a long time now, the Centaurs of the Dwarf Hills have clung to their incomplete selves, unwilling to change, even merely hiding in the shell of the Dwarf Hills to isolate themselves out of fear of human hunting, appearing to have survived.

But in my view, this is nothing more than lingering on a last breath.

For the Centaurs to develop, they must change everything about the present.”

“The intrinsic order that seems to be protecting you all is actually imprisoning the possibility of development. Now that adventurers have arrived, if the Centaurs do not change, they will eventually become stepping stones for other forces.”

The words, spared of any mercy, silenced Sam. He wanted to argue, but found no grounds to refute.

“Your Majesty, what do you plan to do?”

“What to do?” Lide slightly extended his hand, catching a snowflake that floated before him. He watched it slowly melt in his palm before he spoke again.

“In the world of adventurers, there is a powerful country known as the Federation Empire. This powerful country loves to stir up trouble, and they have a very interesting strategy — peaceful evolution, color revolution.”

“Using advanced propaganda methods, they aggressively attack the political systems of enemy states, driving a wedge between the governments and their people, unboundedly glorifying themselves, and promoting themselves as the bastions of human rights and freedom, even as a savior.

“Then, they take control by influencing the elites or channels of discourse to brainwash the citizenry of enemy nations. The brainwashed populace yearns for the freedom, equality, and democracy that they have been led to believe exists only in their imaginations. In the end, they turn against their own state, which has always protected them, causing it to fragment and collapse.

“The Federation Empire then collects the harvest without deploying a single soldier, achieving so-called peaceful evolution.”

After these words, Lide looked toward the two individuals with a profound gaze.

“Although the actions and methods of that nation in the Lost Plane are contemptible, their tactics are undoubtedly of great referential significance.

“We need an unstable Mithril Hill, we need people to yearn for Gudio, the God-given son, because he is destined to rebuild the Centaur Empire and establish a free and equal Centaur world…”

“The self-aggrandizing propaganda from Gudio's side will undoubtedly weaken the influence of this God-given son. We can change our approach, like blossoming on multiple fronts.

“While negotiating trades with various tribes, we can also promote Gudio's greatness, or even bribe a few prestigious tribes with certain trade benefits, turning them into our mouthpieces.

“More specific verbal strategies can revolve around Gudio being the Child of Destiny. For example, the current system is oppressive to all Centaurs. Centaurs should have a better life, and only Gudio, the God-given son, can bring this kind of free, equal, and democratic life.

“Gudio stands with the commoner Centaurs and the small tribes. The Centaurs only have a future by pledging allegiance to the Centaur King appointed by the Divine…

“The core is to use the shortcomings of the entire current Centaur system to incite dissatisfaction among the Centaurs with the status quo, to split the ideological unity of Mithril Hill, to make everyone feel rebellious.

“I will have someone create a set of specific scripts tailored to propagate throughout Mithril Hill.

“If things move quickly, maybe in two months, at most three, Gudio's side will have gathered a large number of Centaurs…”

Lide's eyes were sharp. The Federation Empire was truly the first superpower of Earth, and their systemic approach was very powerful, having used it over decades against nations they saw as threats; the Soviet Union had collapsed in just such a way.

Huaxia had also once been a focal point of their system, but thanks to its long and tolerant culture, along with the awakening of the people, particularly the younger generation who no longer believed in these tactics, the outcome was uncertain.

This… Frey and Sam exchanged glances, immediately recognizing the potency of this plan, yet clearly, it was not without its flaws.

“Your Majesty, many will not believe the propaganda we spread. Could those people ruin our plans?”

“No, Frey,” Lide shook his head, “people tend to believe what they want to believe. The more outsiders deny what they believe, the greater the backlash will be.

“As a result, they will fabricate myriad reasons to refute the other side, while filling in the gaps of the story themselves. They will convince themselves of the belief.

“This world never lacks intelligent people, but once carried away by emotions, reason certainly recedes.

“Moreover, I'm not looking to destroy Mithril Hill – it's not currently possible.

“What I need is to create chaos, to afford the Iron Hoof Tribe more time and space to develop.”

His thinking had always been clear: he now saw Mithril Hill as the next territory to conquer.

And a new round of planning was about to begin.

There was an Extraordinary Existence in Gale City; he wouldn't move against this city in the short term.

But strategies are never about waiting until the egg is boiled to start thinking about hatching chicks.

The current strategy, just like the Iron Hoof Tribe at this moment, only bears fruit after brewing for a while.

“This plan is related to the future trajectory of the Dwarf Hills for the next three years and is of utmost importance.

The propaganda department will arrive tomorrow, Frey, Sam, this plan is the beginning of the Iron Hoof Tribe's conquest of the Dwarf Hills, I hope you won't disappoint me…”

Public opinion is the high ground that all forces must control, modern states included. Once public opinion falls into the hands of others, their will becomes the truth, conveying to the public whatever message they wish. In such cases, it would be strange if the inherent system did not collapse.

How does one resist this erosion of propaganda?

The same method, counter-propaganda, of course, but evidently, the centaurs of the Dwarf Hills do not have the capacity to counteract the propaganda from Dawn City.

Even the opponent might not realize that everything happening next is orchestrated by a mastermind behind the scenes, laying out the pieces. That extraordinary figure from Gale City is but a white piece on Lide's chessboard.

Controlling everything.

“Yes, Your Highness…”

Other than admiration, there was no other expression on Frey's face. Lide's words opened a new world to him, giving him a moment of enlightenment.

So, aside from war, there was this way to play the game.

Just as Lide was about to continue, his face suddenly changed drastically.

Then, under the surprised gaze of Frey and Sam, he spread his bat wings, leaving behind a message before vanishing above the streets.

“I have urgent matters, I'm heading back to my room, immediate martial law all around, no one is to disturb!!”

Before the two could recover their senses, Lide's figure had already disappeared into the sky.

“Lord Frey, what's the matter with His Highness?” Sam was still confused, having been utterly engrossed just moments before.

“Sam, inform the military to be on alert immediately. As for His Highness's matters, you only need to carry out orders, without the need for excess inquiry.”

Frey's expression was stern, he did not elaborate further to Sam.

It was also the first time he had seen Lide in such a rush, and he couldn't help but feel some concern.

Whoosh~
Flapping his bat wings, Lide created afterimages in the sky, quickly returning to his bedroom in just a few breaths.

Just now, he had felt a call from Emi, the level 15 Shadow High Priest who had been missing for nearly two years.

Had this happened before, he would not have been so emotionally agitated, but after peering into some secrets of Risier City, he had undergone a significant change in mindset.

Everything about Risier City was too mysterious.

He immediately responded to the call through the power of his bloodline.

“Emi…”

After a moment, a familiar voice intermittently sounded in his spiritual sea.

“Your Highness… I am Emi…”

Hu~
Lide exhaled in relief, a look of joy appearing on his face as he finally made contact with the other side.

“Emi, how are you doing in Risier City right now?”

“Your Highness, I've been captured by these damned beastmen…”

But Emi's words sent a chill through his heart. Captured?

“Duing our last retreat, Craig and I were too late to leave and were stranded in Risier City.

Craig was conscripted into the beastmen's army, while I hid. Their guards are extremely vigilant, and I found no way out.

At first, I could sustain myself with the magic blood I had, but after two months, the magic blood was exhausted, and I had to go out to find human captives to feed on. But as I broke into the beastman prison, the beastmen discovered me.

They had a very powerful level 19 shaman, and under the siege of several top combatants, I couldn't escape…”

Lide listened to Emi's words with furrowed brows.

“Your connection with me could be cut off at any moment. I need to know more important information. Can you escape now? Do you need my rescue? Also, are you clear on the situation with that divine relic?…”

But Emi's words surprised him.

“Your Highness. You don't need to worry, I've already mastered a part of divine power, which enables me to maintain contact with you…”

“You mastered divine power??”

“Yes, here's what happened…”

Under Emi's narration, Lide came to understand the adventures of this level 15 Shadow High Priest over this period of time and couldn't help but marvel at his luck, which seemed to defy destiny.

After being captured by the beastmen, the beastmen initially intended to kill Emi, but later, with Craig's covert hints, Emi, who had a sharp ear, caught the term “divine relic”.

Having had the legendary experience of entering the Knight God's Divine Country and carrying the title of blasphemer, Emi, with his gift of gab, successfully gained the beastmen's favor and was assigned to survey the divine relic.

Although he was closely guarded, he managed to live quite comfortably.

However, a few days ago, the excavation of the divine relic reached a new depth, and the beastmen unearthed an altar.

Since Emi was a blasphemer, the beastmen sent him into the relic to investigate the altar, and by a stroke of luck, he gained a portion of the divine power.

While that part of power was minuscule, it was enough to maintain contact with Lide.

Lide was somewhat at a loss regarding this almost absurd tale. It seemed that Emi always had good fortune.

Immediately, Lide's eyes lit up. Now that he was scheming to seize the divine relic, Emi's presence was indeed a gift from heaven.

His greatest helplessness toward Risier City was the inaccuracy of information, which prevented him from making precise military decisions. Now, with Emi as an insider, the situation was completely reversed.

“Your Highness, although I've received a part of the divine power, it's too weak for me to escape the beastmen's surveillance. However, you don't need to rescue me; I can protect myself…”

Emi's tone wasn't panicky; this old hand who had mingled in the Knight Temple as a Shadow Priest for decades was clearly steady in the face of this predicament.

“But if possible, I still hope that you can plunder a part of the treasures of the divine relic. The wealth contained within is so incredible and otherworldly…”

Lide's pupils constricted, the wealth contained within??

“What's inside the divine relic??”

“Your Highness, this divine relic is the Divine Country of an ancient evil god, and I do not know his name.”

“But within this Divine Country lie all the treasures of that Divine, mountains made of Star Magic Crystal Stones and various precious ores.

Inside, I have sensed three Divine Artifacts, and even the body of the Divine is among them; I saw the fallen head of that Divine, containing a richness of divine material that I cannot even begin to describe…

And most importantly, after I obtained a portion of his power, though faint, I also sensed that there is a complete and undamaged Divine Status within his body…”

Upon hearing this, Lide immediately became restless. Divine Artifacts, divine material, Divine Status… what treasures are these??

Emi is attempting the impossible.

At this stage, these items represent a deadly temptation for him.

Divine Artifacts, Lide, who lacks even a single piece of Legendary Equipment, if he could possess such an ultimate weapon, it would unimaginably enhance his strength.

Not to mention divine material, for it was the divine material from the remains of a Divine that made him so powerful when he underwent his transfiguration at level 15.

Moreover, whether used on himself or on a Divine Monster, divine material is undoubtedly invincibly powerful.

As for Divine Status, that's akin to a nuclear weapon for the realm of weaponry, already considered the ultimate force in this world.

No adjectives can describe its value.

If the existence of the Divine Status were to be made known, then all the powers above the Extraordinary Level of Glory would likely come rushing over in desperation.

By then, it's possible that the area for hundreds of kilometers around Risier City would be shattered by magic.

Those hidden Transcendents and Legends would certainly become the most terrifying killing machines, eradicating everything that stands in their way from seizing the Divine Status.

“Your Majesty, I am able to tap into some of the Divine Country's power and hide the Divine's head, but I am powerless when it comes to those Divine Artifacts and the body containing the Divine Status…”

Lide's thoughts raced frantically. If previously he was hesitant about whether it was worthwhile to escalate the siege on Risier City, the information divulged by Emi had made up his mind.

Leaving aside the rest, just obtaining a part of the Divine's body could mean that his already 70% evolved Bloodline Power might immediately undergo a transformation and advance further in strength.

Perhaps even by extracting divinity and giving it to the Divine Monster Asreaga, who relies on divine essence to survive, there is a great possibility that this level 19 Divine Monster may break through to Transcendence.

Once a Transcendent combatant, especially one of Divine Monster caliber, is seated in power, everything will change.

The temptation is too great.

An Extraordinary existence, its value cannot be expressed in ordinary words; it is the assurance that Dawn City could survive in times of crisis.

Not to mention Divine Artifacts and Divine Status–either one, if obtained, could instantly make a fortune. If it's Divine Status, even trading the entire Centaur population of the Dwarf Hills would be worth it.

For the value of the Divine Status exceeds that of the entire Centaur hills combined; it is the most precious thing in this world, without equal.

Divine Status represents the ultimate force of this world and also the ticket to a path leading towards the Divine.

Mercy does not command the army, and righteousness does not manage wealth.

As the ruler of a power, there is nothing more taboo than kindness and weakness. Only with an iron fist can one survive and grow in this world, especially as members of the Bloodline, who are naturally seen as enemies by all within the Light Camp; this makes it imperative for him to be resolute.

There is no retreat behind him, only an abyssal depth. If he does not compete for resources to grow and strengthen himself, he will eventually be slaughtered by outsiders.

After hearing Emi's reply, Lide pondered for a long time, not responding directly. Although he was determined to join in the fray, the difficulties that lay within were as immense as the benefits.

In Emi's words, that Divine seemed to have been long dead, but the Chaos and the Eye of Death that Lide saw could not be faked.

That breath, which made his heart tremble, definitely couldn't belong to a Divine that was dead…”

Thinking of this, Lide found that the residents who had just become clear due to Emi's presence were now plunged back into chaos.

What exactly is going on with that ancient Evil God…

“Emi, can you see the Eye of Chaos and Death above the skies of Risier City?”

“The Eye of Chaos and Death? Your Highness, the skies of Risier City have never held such a presence…”

Is that really the case?

Lide's excitement from just moments ago had all turned into gravity.

“Emi, perhaps that Divine hasn't died…”

“What?? Your Highness, this…”

Emi was startled by Lide's words.

But after Lide recounted his encounter in Risier City, Emi could only take a sharp intake of cold air, feeling somewhat frightened afterward.

“Your Highness, if I hadn't contacted you earlier, I would have been deceived…

So, it seems that the Beastman Shaman is no simple character, he doesn't just want to obtain the Divine's treasure but also wishes to release this Divine…

That Beastman Shaman and the Beastman Prince seem not to be on the same path after all.”

Hearing this, Lide nodded in agreement. Emi's information was that the Beastman Prince wanted to take control of the Divine relic and plunder its treasures, but combining both pieces of information, it appeared that the Beastman Shaman was secretly unsealing the Divine without the Beastman Prince's knowledge.

At this thought, Lide's mind raced, and he couldn't help but verify one more thing.

“Emi, are you able to hide that Divine's skull? Remember, our adversary is still alive…”

“Yes, Your Highness, although the power I have received is very weak, it just so happens that I can manipulate some of the spatial forces of that Divine Country.

Even if the Divine is still alive, his power is bound to diminish, and there should be no problem in briefly concealing the skull for about one Sunshine Hour, or even until all the Divine Power that I have received is completely consumed.”

“Very well. Can you estimate when the Divine relic will be fully unsealed?”

“Your Highness, approximately three months from now, at the onset of the Planting Season.”

“Three months? That means we have three months to prepare…

How is Craig's current situation? Can he cooperate with you?”

“Craig, relying on his decent combat prowess, has now become a member of the regular Beastman army.

Unfortunately, we rarely have opportunities to communicate, making it difficult to coordinate our efforts.

Moreover, because I have acquired a portion of the Divine's power, I'm being strictly monitored and prevented from escaping the watchful eye of the Beastman for the time being… ”
“Good, I've received all your information. Report anything that happens immediately, and I will inform you of further arrangements, pay attention to your own safety, the overall situation depends on it.”

“As you wish, Your Highness…”

After Emi's voice faded away, the power of the Bloodline slowly returned to calm.

Once Lide severed contact with Emi, his expression turned complex, torn between the allure of the Divine relic's treasures and the prickly nature of the mysterious situation.

“Indeed, to taste the sweet flesh of the fruit, one must face the hard shell and sharp thorns.”

“Relying solely on the power of Dawn City will make it exceedingly difficult to swallow this huge cake studded with nails; it becomes necessary to utilize external forces to breach the defenses of Risier City.”

“Chaos is what suits Dawn City best when fishing in murky waters.”

“However, I must also have enough chips on the table, otherwise I won't be able to swallow the meat that's delivered to my mouth…”

In the end, it all boils down to a contest of sheer strength when all is said and done.

A glint of resolve flashed in Lide's eyes, the bayonet saw red; only after the collision of raw power would one know whose strength was greater.

Fortunately, there was still three months of preparation time left, allowing him to make some additional strategic moves.

“War is coming.”

“This time, it will be the greatest war that Dawn City has ever faced. To a certain extent, it will determine the fate of Dawn City for years to come.

Yet, the substantial benefits inside are also well worth the extra investment.

Timid knights will never get to bask in the glory of a Dragon Slayer.”

Having decided to partake in this war, Lide no longer hesitated; he needed to make ample preparations.

Looking back at the history of growth of Dawn City, it's in fact a history of warfare: from the beginning with the enslavement of the One-eyed in Giant Valley, to the resistance against the invasion of the Dark Contract,
to the annihilation of the Lion Tribe, the forceful subjugation of dwarfs and the seizure of the Secret Silver Vein,
and then marching into Risier City, cleverly scheming to claim the goblin clan, allowing Dawn City to possess Alchemy Bombs.

Next was the attack on the low hills, intimidating the Half-Elf Centaur Tribe, not only securing a large elite population from Risier City but also turning the low hills into a commercial outpost for Dawn City, amassing vast wealth.

Afterward came the trade with the Fishman Tribe, although this trade was also one Lide personally secured with his fists.

In his exploration of the Death Cemetery, he witnessed the Divine Descent of the God of Skeleton and its forceful repulsion by a Twelve-winged Blazing Angel, gaining the Land of Bone-Burying and the sealed Twelve-winged Blazing Angel.

Further incursions into the Underworld brought warfare against Cave Spiders, seizing the Magic Crystal Vein and winning a future for Dawn City.

Lastly, there was the recent event: conquering the One-eyed Giant and the Double-headed Orc Tribe, partnering with Half-Elves, preparing to spread their doctrine to the Underworld.

All these experiences were essentially wars Lide fought for the development of Dawn City, where each success was universally wrestled out by force of arms.

If Lide had not vied for resources, Dawn City as it is today might not have existed and would still be Kachar Castle, insignificant and limited to 200 of the Bloodline.

The castle may have been destroyed the moment it was discovered, instead of becoming the enormous force it is today with a population of 150,000, nearly three thousand of the Bloodline, and not batting an eye at the sight of several tens of thousands of troops.

After a brief contemplation, Lide stepped outside and summoned Sam and Frey, who were on guard duty.

“Sam, Frey, there will be an upheaval in Risier City in three months, and we are going to wage war on the Beastman…”

Lide's opening statement sent a shiver through both of them. Frey's expression turned grave while Sam's face quickly lit up with excitement; their reactions were distinct.

“Risier City has hundreds of thousands of Beastman troops, and their combat strength is no small matter.

Dire wolves, Double-legged Flying Dragons, and even the Beast Bimong, are all trump cards of the Beastman, with formidable might.

But this battle is one that we must fight.

Because inside Risier City lies a Divine relic… and Emi has already confirmed with me that she has accurate information about the Divine relic–within it are three Divine Artifacts, a body imbued with Divine nature, and even a complete Divine Status…”

Hiss~
Both men simultaneously drew in a breath of cold air upon hearing this.

A complete Divine Status???

They exchanged a glance and saw shock in each other's eyes.

What did Divine Status represent? To the indigenous inhabitants of Glory, this could not be clearer.

It was an essential element to Divine Enthronement, and countless myths and legends spoke of new Divines emerging through the seizure of Divine Status from other Divines.

But now, in Risier City, a mere hundreds of kilometers away, there existed a piece of Divine Status only known in myths and legends.

Sam's excitement erupted instantly; the eyes of this towering Centaur Chief were filled with fervor, “Your Highness, you are the true Child of Destiny. The Creator God is blessing you.

That you could uncover such secretive news, by the Creator God above, the Iron Hoof Tribe will spare no expense to seize the Divine Status for you!!”

Frey, who was usually cold and aloof, also experienced an unusually strong surge of emotions, “Your Highness, no matter the cost, we must obtain the Divine Status from the hands of the Beastmen!!

This represents the future. With the Divine Status, the Holy Light Bloodline will truly rise, and never again will anyone dare to overlook the existence of our Holy Light Bloodline!!”

Lide was slightly startled to see the two's excited, almost crazed expressions.

He had been preparing to remind them to take this matter seriously, but seeing how they were acting, they seemed ready to stake their all, even their own lives, in what lay within the Divine ruins.

“There's no need to be so agitated; there are still three months until the Divine ruins are unsealed.

During this time, put the army on high alert. I will have the weapon factories fully equip the seventy-thousand-strong army of the Iron Hoof Tribe, elevating your combat capability to the extreme.

Within these three months, Dawn City will cease all equipment sales. Everything will be dedicated to preparing for the approaching war.”

Lide's tone was resolute, “The conflict at Risier City will undoubtedly be explosive, and to secure a share, we must employ all our strength.

Furthermore, during the battle, the Bloodline might not be able to partake directly, hence the Centaurs will be the absolute main force…”

Three months, thankfully that gave him sufficient room to maneuver. If the battle were to start tomorrow, this opportunity for a preemptive strike would be nearly lost.

“I will return to Dawn City immediately. Sam, you will be in charge of military affairs; notify the troops of the Iron Hoof Tribe immediately, prepare them.

This three months, I need you to intensively train the army, and at the same time, expand our manpower, making sure to be thoroughly prepared.”

“Yes, Your Highness!”

Sam pounded his chest with his right hand, his expression exceedingly serious.

“Frey, you'll take charge of the economic affairs. While giving priority to the military, also carry out trade activities.

Moreover, you must also cooperate with the publicity department, making the name Gu Yi Duo synonymous with legend throughout the Dwarf Hills.

In the process of preparing for war, the Iron Hoof Tribe's development absolutely cannot be neglected.

We wage war to secure more resources for development. The fundamental reason is to strengthen ourselves, so we cannot get our priorities wrong.”

“Yes, Your Highness!” Frey's gaze was intense, his voice deep, “Your will is the direction in which we advance.”

Lide looked deeply into their eyes.

“This battle might be unprecedentedly fierce, but if we succeed, whether we obtain a Divine Artifact, a Divine body, or the Divine Status,
it will be sufficient to transform the future of Dawn City.”

Chapter end