The game has become a real alternate world

And now, this period is the best time to obtain the Stone of Creation by quickly passing through those Goblin Mines from the Dwarf's direction to the other side.

It is possible to start rampaging and disrupting the core of the enemy, and incidentally lie in wait according to some intelligence in mind.

To obtain the Creation Stone Fragments they are transporting.

With the Dwarven covert passages, they can advance to attack or retreat to defend.

Kana thought it was time for them to start preparing.

On the way back to Kulin Village.

Gathered important people like Blake, Kana also asked a Half-Elf to find Grey Fang if possible.

As the Half-Elves and most of the Night Watchers began focusing on this village,

Grey Fang would occasionally return to the village and rest in the room reserved for him.

They had developed a good relationship.

Grey Fang even saw with his own eyes how those Half-Elves grew stronger in a very short time.

Kana hoped to take Grey Fang, the troll, along, as he was a noble flying unit.

Whether it's exploration, support, or long-distance reconnaissance, he is undoubtedly much stronger than them.

After a while, Grey Fang seemed to have just returned and was invited over.

Seeing most of the people were present, Kana started the meeting.

"The following meeting is quite important. It concerns our progress over the next six months, or even a year."

"I think you all know why we came here and suffered those hardships.

Those evil, monster-like Blood Race are the culprits. I received news that they have been gathering forces and will soon begin attacking Gray Rock Fortress.

We must respond to this, and the only reason we confront them is that we need something.

It's the gemstones you obtained from those ruins before. When enough of these gemstones are collected, we can expand them.

To continue strengthening your blessings, making your power even greater."

"What? These blessings can still be strengthened?"

Everyone was very surprised.

Already so strong, if they still strengthen, how strong would it become?

Some couldn't imagine, as people can't imagine things they've never seen before.

Kana just smiled and nodded.

Following that were the handling of some detailed issues.

...

Blood Race Royal Court.

The former Count's domain, the former Lake City of the Count's domain.

This city no longer had its previous brightness and glory, only endless darkness and terrifying residents.

When night fell, the clouds that once covered the sun did not disperse, revealing the bright moon.

The once-chasing Martin, who rendered them powerless and almost eliminated them.

Right here, right in Lake City.

This was the command post for frontline operations.

Outside, numerous Blood Race camps could be seen, looking like an unmistakable monster army.

"General, the troops are almost assembled. Now we can directly attack Gray Rock Fortress.

Using the power of the Blood Race to take down the fortress's guards."

However, Martin just shook his head.

"We keep up the pressure on the fortress, just enough to cause significant stress. We must let the nobility there seek support.

Concentrate as much of the Cohen Kingdom's forces in that area, then we land at another port using maritime transport, attacking from a weak spot.

War cannot be rushed, seize every opportunity, do not make any unnecessary mistakes."

He finished by opening a map, pointing to Gray Mountain Range, saying: "Our primary concern now is these damned Dwarves.

They occupy Gray Mountain right in front of us; it's time to show these inferior races whose territory this is."

"Dwarven forging is renowned, and I hear they've been forging various weapons and armor for the Cohen Kingdom; they can't stay for long."

Although he said this, who around him wouldn't know?

The reason he wanted to divide forces to attack Gray Mountain Range now wasn't because, in their previous pursuit, due to his arrogance and boasts, Dwarven support arrived, preventing all objectives from being accomplished.

This mistake led to more issues, such as failing to capture the Count or Kana.

This brought numerous unknown impacts.

"The Dwarves aren't weak, although they aren't many. If we're going to attack them, we either deploy enough soldiers or send elite units.

Dividing into dual-front operations before achieving results at the fortress might be too risky," a cautious officer questioned beside him.

After all, if they were to gather the Cohen Kingdom's forces at the fortress, it would cause a problem. They'd need enough numbers to siege and create massive pressure; otherwise, there's no point.

Under these circumstances, splitting forces to attack the Dwarves requires a large army or elite units.

It's somewhat unwise.

Doubling efforts, now their manpower seems slightly stretched.

"Rest assured, you are reborn, you've bathed in the new light of life; don't confine your thinking to humans."

"The fear humans have for us is far greater than we imagine. Go, show your brutality on the battlefield, let the people at Gray Rock Fortress know your ruthlessness." Clearly, Martin had different thoughts.

"The enemy's power and corpses, even the blood slurry, will become our weapons. Trust us."

This was the advantage of the Blood Race.

Controlling blood, inherently evil, naturally causing immense psychological pressure on ordinary soldiers.

If they employed large-scale special effects, it would be truly unacceptable to them.

"Now, send people to the Gray Mountain Range, find every watchtower on the range, map safe routes. Locate their crucial facilities.

I need intelligence on the Dwarves. I need to know their population, where they are distributed, where to attack from."

He added: "I will head to the fortress's attack region and oversee from there personally."

This news slightly relieved the surrounding officers, for they feared Martin leading a direct assault on Gray Mountain Fortress, anticipating many problems.

Fortunately, although Martin held personal grudges and anger, he didn't lose his mind.

With each command issued, vast Blood Race troops began moving around. With different objectives, they headed to various areas to bring bloodshed and brutality.

The ground beneath their feet was deep red, darkened, unlike before.

The scourge of blood.

Begins.