The game has become a real alternate world

Always seemed to be managing things with ease.

In the end, a mistake came. Kana eliminated his brother at that point, and this issue fell on Martin's shoulders.

Though Martin himself would only see it as the Second Prince's foolishness.

The sudden attack by the Dwarves caused the credit that was within reach to fly away, and this was still under the King's direct orders.

With Martin's personality, he would definitely dispatch troops to attack the Dwarves.

And indeed, the Dwarves are worth attacking.

Martin was once unfamiliar with the Gray Mountain Dwarves, unaware that they were actually supplying weapons and armor to the frontline troops.

Mainly due to the few numbers of Dwarves, they were relatively invisible, and didn't consider this when fighting.

Now that he knows of the Dwarves' existence, naturally he'll understand their significance.

Upon comprehensive consideration, a targeted attack on the Dwarves becomes very necessary, especially now that the Blood Race possesses such manpower and strength.

They indeed have the capability to simultaneously attack on multiple fronts.

What Kana feared most was that these Blood Races might collude with Evil Gods or various Cultists.

In the game's storyline, there are already quite a few side quests or regional tasks that exhibit this.

At that time, the Blood Race already had connections with the Evil God and Cults, though not full cooperation.

When preparing for deeper collaboration, the Blood Race had already lost momentum.

And one must consider the outbreak of the Blood Calamity, the resulting war, and the surrounding chaos of forces.

Currently, this is the time when the entire world is formally entering the period of dark apocalypse.

The most rampant time for the Evil God and Cult, the chaos here quickly becomes a catalyst. This kind of chaos is what the Evil Gods love most.

Even if the Blood Race doesn't conspire with them, they will assist the Blood Race, helping them create greater chaos.

And the behavior of the Blood Race truly resembles that of an evil race, sometimes even appearing more terrifying and disgusting than the Cultists.

Anyway, for a long period, at least the interests of both sides were aligned.

What Kana feared most was the "Rotting Monarch."

Undoubtedly, the Gray Mountain Dwarves and Kana have entered his sights.

If he doesn't stir trouble at this moment, Kana simply wouldn't believe it.

...

At the north of the Gray Mountain Range, at the foot of the mountain.

Here lie vast expanses of forests, and this zone is already near the edge, with Magic Power consistently untouched by Safro Kingdom's control over the Magic Veins.

As Safro relaxed its control over the Magic Veins, Magic Power in this area has also begun to flow again.

Starting to restore the magic concentration of the entire Kingdom, affecting its Magic Veins, while also cursing and eroding the entire land.

The Blood Race's reconnaissance troops have also begun entering these forests, clearing out other races and monsters inside.

This naturally includes a large number of Goblins.

The original Goblin Tribe living in this area were countless; their racial ability was not strong, but their numbers were sufficient.

This was originally their foothold.

This region, once near Safro's edge, was undesirable for many dangerous creatures needing Magic Power.

Thus, it became a habitat for Goblins.

With the Blood Race's overall expansion and clearing, along with some intentional actions, these Goblins were forced to migrate up the mountain.

This is why Dwarves are incessantly harassed by Goblins.

To the Goblins, the Dwarves are at least better than those damned Blood Race monsters.

"Master Fedio, most of the Goblins have been driven away. Under our guidance, they have gone up the mountain." A Blood Race soldier said.

The person referred to as Master Fidio is a robust, frenzied Blood Race Knight.

Mounted below him is a Blood Race warhorse, its eyes emitting a blood glow, occasionally pawing the ground as if they were very restless.

"Good, hahaha."

Fidio nodded with satisfaction, grinning broadly, not even knowing what he was excited about.

However, his ability to control his facial expressions made people aware that he was not easy to provoke.

The smile abruptly ceased, and he glared at his subordinate with blood-red eyes asking, "Where are the heads I asked for? Have those heads arrived?"

The Blood Race soldier was also inexplicably excited and nodded.

"We've chopped off all the enemies' heads."

"Good, line them up, pile them into a mountain, hahaha.

Ignite the firelight, bathe in blood!"

The surrounding Blood Race soldiers were also inexplicably infected, letting out joyous laughter.

Then, under the Ghoul's dragging, cart after cart was transported there.

On the benches were piled numerous heads, dripping with fresh blood, recklessly stacked there.

There were heads of people, Goblins, animals, and some strange creatures.

Undoubtedly, they were once living creatures on the foothills.

The Blood Race soldiers embraced the heads, began stacking them together.

Blood pooled below, and without the control from anyone, began to slowly flow.

The blood drew a special complex symbol, and within it, one could see the outlined pattern.

It was a strange, not human-like skull form.

As Fidio arrived at the skull mountain top, he raised the sword in his hand.

Blood spurted out, and under his control, tangled as these blood flames inexplicably ignited crimson flames.

The red flames instantly ignited the entire mountain of skulls.

Some frenzied laughter echoed around.

All the Blood Race soldiers seemed to have plunged into a phantom realm of crazy slaughter.

In such an environment, they felt the power surging onto them, becoming stronger.

Fidio sensed the voice speaking to him.

"We head up the mountain, hold a new ritual!"