He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 192. The prelude to the war has begun.
"If the dragons can do it, I don't think we can't."

Veronica did try to encourage everyone, but she also knew in her heart that, given the current situation, the positions of the dragons and elves were unshakeable.

It wouldn't be wrong to call them the two great pillars of the Dawn God Cult, of course, the Angel race is not included in the calculation.

In their minds, the Angel race has now basically broken away from the Hundred Races Alliance system; they are the legitimate direct descendants of the Dawn God Cult.

Veronica and the others could only sigh that the Angels had completed the grandest gamble in history, but fortunately, they had won.

The Angel race's current status is equivalent to that of meritorious officials who helped the dragon rise to power. Even if they just lie on the list of merits and wait to die, the Dawn Cult will always remember them.

But the Angels obviously wouldn't do that.

and so……

Frankly speaking, the position of the angel race is unshakeable.

For Veronica and her group, all they needed to do was contribute actively and ensure that their people would not be trampled on by those who came after them in the future world order ruled by the Church of Dawn.

Standing side by side is the most acceptable situation for them.

All of this requires finding ways to solve the problems of the Dawn Cult.

After pondering for a long time, the dwarf chieftain's eyes lit up.

"The war to annihilate the demons is about to begin. The Hundred Races Alliance has basically come under the control of the Dawn Cult, but there are still two forces left..."

"An alliance between the Behemoths and the human kingdoms?"

The Titan Lord narrowed his eyes slightly.

"These two forces are indeed good places for us to make achievements. However, it is said that the Behemoths will be handed over to Chief Inquisitor Lacia to handle. After all, they possess the Resonance Codex. Due to the existence of the Seven Sacred Relics, His Holiness the Pope will definitely require a more secure way of handling the matter."

“I understand, but doesn’t the Human Kingdom Alliance still have a lot of power? One Human Kingdom Alliance controls hundreds of kingdoms, large and small…”

The Dwarf King made a pointed remark.

Everyone understood what he meant, but...

There are many, many things to consider. The most pressing issue is whether a hasty attack on the Human Kingdom Alliance might be seen as short-sighted and disobedient by the Dawn Cult…

But from this lucrative opportunity, they did indeed see the hope of achieving great success.

The Dawn Cult is uniting all forces to take action against the Demon Race, while the Human Kingdom Alliance remains indecisive, clinging to the interests of the nobility while disregarding the interests of all races.

From any perspective, they seem to have a reason to take action, but...

Whether taking action aligns with Ian's interests is what they need to consider.

Seeing that no one was making a move, the Dwarf King coughed lightly and lowered his voice.

"The Ender Dragon Lord just went to the Dragon Clan a few days ago to inherit the Dragon Emperor's throne. After that, do you remember that god who soared into the sky?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then the Dwarf King said softly:

"I heard that he is the god of the sky, and also a proper dragon god."

"In addition... I heard that the entire dragon clan is already on its way to migrate. In two or three days, they will be able to return and settle in the eastern Great Rift Valley of the Beginning Land."

Without the dwarf king needing to remind them further, everyone understood his meaning from these seemingly disjointed words.

The dragon race continues to develop, gain more glory, and widen the gap between themselves and others.

If the current pace of development is not changed, it is feared that in the future, a god race will emerge above the great races.

Without much thought, it's easy to understand that the gap between the dragons and elves and them in the future might be as vast as the chasm that cuts the east and west sides of the Rhodes continent.

At this moment, Veronica and the others understood that they had to find a way to advance and complete the mission of the Human Kingdom Alliance.

……

Each of the hundred races has its own pace of development, relying on the dawn to continuously expand its extraordinary system and enhance its own foundation and strength.

Meanwhile, in various regions west of the continent of Rhodes, the Dawn Cult was also continuously refining its large-scale construction plans.

Ian wasn't idle either. With the great battle approaching, he was frantically stockpiling combat resources, with all factories operating at full capacity, building non-stop. After Lyal and the others returned, he sent them all into the Minecraft world to rapidly increase their strength.

Ian himself took Rayquaza with him to search for other legendary Pokémon.

Putting everything else aside, Groudon and Kyogre were the first to be found thanks to Rayquaza's precise location.

This time, Ian didn't take action himself. Their old nemesis Rayquaza had already been caught, so Ian could start a proper Pokémon command battle.

Thus, after being brutally beaten by Rayquaza, Groudon and Kyogre officially donned the Crown of the Relic Law.

The Dawn Cult is developing in all aspects and is making positive progress, while the living space left for the Human Kingdom Alliance and the Behemoths is being repeatedly suppressed.

In addition, major races such as the dwarves intervened...

Within a short period of about half a month, the Hundred Races Alliance quickly donned the robes of the Dawn God Cult.

But the shadow of war began to spread rapidly.

……

The front line of the natural barrier.

The troops stationed here have been completely replaced by the Silver Armor Pillars of the Church of Dawn. At the core outpost, 50,000 Dawn Knights and 10,000 Purifiers are stationed.

And the two newly appointed Archmages of the Elven race were personally in charge.

This seemingly endless chasm, like a broken edge in the world, clearly divides the continent of Rhodes into black and white.

To the west, the sky is clear and the earth is bright, and all things are beautiful.

To the east, a misty fog hangs in the air, and howls echo frequently.

This situation had persisted for a very long time until the rise of the Dawn Cult, which slightly shook the natural barrier that defined the world situation.

"In a little while, we will be able to cross the insurmountable barrier and reclaim our lost territory..."

The elven druid sage, Sunderlo, wielding a master-level nature staff, gazed into the mist on the other side of the distant chasm.

Another mage nodded slightly, about to say something, when an elf hurriedly ran over.

"Sir! A deep abyss has appeared across the natural barrier opposite the South Third Outpost. A large number of demons, about 50,000 strong, are preparing to cross it."

The two were not surprised, but simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

"finally come……"

Sendero gripped his staff tightly and walked outside.

"I'll go and oversee things. You guard this place and send a message to His Holiness the Pope: the demons have begun their attack."

……

The starting point.

The papal residence, which had not held a meeting for a long time, was filled with the sound of a melodious, ancient, and solemn bell.

The entire city was thrown into turmoil almost instantly.

The Dawn Knights are fully prepared, and strategic resources are being mobilized on a large scale.

The wolf pack and the Papal Guard also began to impose martial law on the city; everything seemed to be paving the way for war.

The believers understood that their peaceful lives were destined to be shattered, and this time, it would be a true final battle, a war waged by all races more than two hundred years after the arrival of the demons.

This battle will determine who will rule the future of the continent of Rhodes.

But the believers were not afraid. Under the light of dawn, they no longer felt the despair they had felt when facing the demons.

Thus, accompanied by shouts of "May the dawn last forever," the dragons, elves, dwarves, and other great races poured into the Pope's residence.
Finally, with the return of several renowned theocrats of the Church of Dawn from various places, the prelude to the war officially began.

(End of this chapter)