Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

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"I heard from Dragg that your subordinate found a machine that had become disconnected from the swarm in the wilderness."

The deep female voice echoed through the empty palace, carrying a profound meaning.

"That's true," Mara's voice rang out, giving an affirmative response.

The massive silhouette under the cover of night emitted bursts of laughter, and even its mountain-like body trembled: "Hehehe, you really dare to do this. Even among the Skywing race, this is an astonishingly bold act."

"Not only that, they also seem to be planning to use the intelligence they've gathered to incite wars between different races and make them fight to the death."

"This world is so crazy that I don't recognize it anymore. Humans, a race that was not even worth mentioning a few years ago, have started to play such big games."

"Humans are really bizarre."

"but…"

Regin Levi looked into the distance, taking in the group of humans diligently practicing their spells under the cover of night. Then he turned to look at the god-like being, radiating golden light and standing like a statue, and spoke with a hint of annoyance.

"Before the war begins, could you please remove yourself from that damned throne?"

Reginlev stared at Mara, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. How could this guy have been sitting on this throne for more than ten years?

When she first came here, Mara was sitting here; the second time, the third time, and now, He has always sat firmly on the throne.

It's like it's welded to the throne.

Doesn't He have anything to do?

Why was He able to remain so calm in the face of an approaching war?

It's important to understand that although Mara has allied with the dragon spirits, the opposing side consists of the strongest war god and thousands of formidable war weapons.

Doesn't this guy have any sense of urgency?

Reginlevy was completely baffled by this.

Mara's expression remained unchanged in the face of Regin Levi's words, and she seemed quite unconcerned about Mara's doubts, simply replying casually:

"It's just unnecessary. I can accomplish what needs to be done anywhere. There's nothing in the outside world that can attract me except for the Star Cup."

For Mara, going out was not a very important thing. As far as the essence of vengeance was concerned, He only needed to enhance the power of mankind and collect the souls of the dead.

The only other things were the research on the essence of the dragon and the analysis of the dragon spirit's talent and the power of time and space, and these tasks had already been completed over the past ten years.

Now all He needs is for humanity to prepare for revenge. When that time comes, He can officially lead humanity to launch a campaign of revenge against many races.

After He has completed His revenge on humanity, He will officially begin to seize the Star Grail.

Once He obtains the Star Cup, His goal is considered accomplished, and He can return to His original world.

Looking at Mara's constantly changing face, Regin Levi was at a loss for words.

She suddenly realized that these creatures born from the Elf Corridor all seemed to be incredibly reclusive.

They never leave their homes except to fight. This is true of the god of war, the god of forging, and the god of the forest. Even now, Mara, who is burdened with the powerful purpose of revenge, remains the same.

This made Regin Levi somewhat suspicious: did all the gods have a strange quirk of being afraid to be seen by others?

This seems to be a question worth considering.

Just then, Mara lowered his gaze and looked at Reginlev. "So, what brings you here this time? Are you here to act as an advocate for the God of Forging?"

Over the years, the goblins gradually realized that something was wrong. After seeing their allies leave, they felt very insecure and thus persuaded the gods who were more passive to give up.

They wanted to try to join the alliance between the God of Vengeance and the Dragon Spirits in order to increase their chances of survival in future wars.

Since the alliance between the Dragon Spirits and the God of Vengeance, the world's various forces, large and small, have been divided into two tiers.

The God of War and His Winged Race, the God of Vengeance and the Dragon Spirit Race are on the same level. The two forces have become two giants. Excluding the Machine Race, the remaining forces combined will only be crushed by one of them.

Therefore, the two giants are the strongest, and all the remaining forces can be classified as "others".

The goblin race didn't want to die, and they couldn't persuade the neutral machine race, so they could only try to join one of the alliances.

The strongest war god and that group of madmen naturally don't have the concept of an alliance. Getting close to them would only result in their deaths. The god of vengeance is their only choice.

Over the past decade, the goblin race has made numerous attempts to have the dragon race convey their demands to the god of vengeance.

But without exception, Mara rejected them all.

Regin Levi sat relaxed on the ground, his long tail swaying and creating a gentle breeze. He casually uttered, "Ah... is that so?"

"I knew you wouldn't agree, so I didn't plan to mention it to you at first. I was just going to stay here for a while and find a dragon to go and report back."

Regin Levi said that the goblins were using her as a mouthpiece all day long, which made even the gentle Regin Levi somewhat unhappy. However, out of consideration for her reputation, she couldn't refuse this former ally, so she decided to just brush it off.

However, since the topic had come up, Regin Levi thought for a moment and simply stated the conditions for planting goblins.

The God of Forging subtly indicated that the main enemy of His goblin race was the forest elves, and that the long war had been focused on beating up the forest elves, without actively targeting humans.

Even if there is any impact, it will be an unintentional one. As compensation, the goblins are willing to send a dedicated teaching team to help humans learn the basics of goblin mechanical engineering from scratch.

Once humanity masters those things, then humanity will develop at an even faster pace.

To be honest, Regin Levy was also surprised.

The fact that the goblins could still make such a decision, knowing that humans have superhuman learning abilities, is undoubtedly a decision that will be remembered with infamy for generations to come.

Helping a future enemy grow up is an extremely irresponsible act for their descendants.

If humans were to surpass goblins in mechanical engineering, the future of goblins would become precarious.

But they didn't seem to care too much. They could foresee that this war was likely to be an extremely fierce one, and that more than one god might fall and many races might perish.

Even if they are cursed by future generations, they still need a future. If they are all wiped out at this point in time, then no descendants will have anything to say about them.

Nevertheless, Reginlevy knew that Mara would still ignore this highly attractive offer.

This guy didn't care about this at all. Regin Levi even felt that this guy who only had the power of revenge didn't care much about the development of humanity, and only had the idea of ​​carrying out the act of revenge.

Another thing is that this guy is just plain lazy.

If He hadn't come knocking on His door in the first place, even if He wanted the secret of the Dragon Spirit Seed, He would have only waited until He had destroyed the Dragon Spirit Seed before figuring out how to obtain it.

Under Regin Levy's unsurprised gaze, Mara answered without hesitation, "No need."

Regin Levi yawned elegantly, his long tail swaying casually. "Suit yourself."

"But we will inevitably face the frenzied attacks of those dwarves. I've seen the weapons they made with unactivated divine essence; they're terrifying."

"It doesn't matter," Mara replied, his tone as indifferent as ever. "Just run them over."

Mara still doesn't pay much attention to them, even though the Divine Species are powerful beings born from the dissipated energy of the Star Cup.

However, it is still not enough to rival the enemies it once faced. Even now, with only a portion of its consciousness and energy, it still possesses immense power.

The moment He obtains the Star Cup is when humanity completes its revenge, and that time is not far off, it can even be said to be imminent.

What will humanity do after that?

Mara stated that after obtaining the Star Cup, He would carry out a transformation of humanity and the world.

As for the rest…

Mara believed that by using Rick's charms, he could obtain a lot of technology from that machine race, whose technology was far superior to that of any goblin race.

That would truly be a technological marvel.

"..."

A series of light footsteps approached, and several figures walked in from outside the main hall. They were somewhat surprised to see Regin Levi, but not too shocked, as dragon spirits were not uncommon in Eden.

However, her existence still troubled them somewhat. What they wanted to report next was classified information that was not suitable for outsiders to know.

Therefore, a group of figures dressed in black robes knelt down before Mara, raised their heads slightly, and cast reverent glances at Him.

"Lord Mara."

That ever-changing face, which appeared differently in the eyes of everyone except Rick, inspired a deep and awe in them.

The petite figure looked around at the scene, and after a moment's thought, she also knelt down.

The members of the Ghost Squad turned their gazes and subtly watched the Dragon King's figure.

Feeling the gazes around him, Regin Levi glanced at them disdainfully, then gracefully strode into the dimension of time and space, leaving behind a single sentence.

"Tch, isn't it just stirring up trouble? I see through this perfectly well, and they still want to get rid of me."

Her voice sent chills down the spines of almost everyone in the group, and some even considered taking action.

But Rick and the petite black figure beside him showed no interest. He knew he couldn't hide it from the dragon spirit, so he was unsurprised.

He looked up at the god who had once rescued him from the forest and quickly reported the mission they had accomplished.

He looked up at the god who had once rescued him from the forest and quickly reported the mission they had accomplished.

"The Ghost Squad has fully revealed the Forest Elf's [Void Zero Blessing] to the Goblins, and informed them of the danger and objectives of the [Void Zero Blessing]. Several Goblin fleets have already begun operations and are heading towards the area we anticipated."

As he finished speaking, Rick revealed another piece of information about the plan to provoke conflict: "The Forest Elves have learned about the Bone Explosion, and the surviving Forest Elves plan to abandon the forest and avoid this war."

"but…"

Rick paused for a moment before continuing, "The forest elves don't have that opportunity; they'll only be trapped in the forest, exhausting the goblin race's strength as much as possible."

"The sparsely populated giant race also seems to be restless, and the vampire race, fairy race, demon race, and orc race are gradually gathering in the largest settlement."

Apart from the Tsukuyomi race, which has not appeared in the world for a long time, almost all races have taken action, and the number of small-scale skirmishes has increased dramatically.

Finally, Rick raised his head and revealed the most crucial piece of information: "The Skywing race's lair has entered this continent. The mad dogs of the God of War have smelled the scent of war and, drawn by it, have stepped into this battlefield without hesitation."

"As soon as the war begins," Rick looked up at Mara, a smile playing on his lips, revealing boundless anticipation, "our pre-placed traffic control devices will be activated, converging the energy from the secret weapons of various races onto the planet to blast through the Elven Corridor."

"At that time, the Star Grail will appear, the Divine Race will be forced to enter the fray, and our people will take the opportunity to attack the Vampire Race and the Orc Race."

Finally, Rick clenched his fist, met the trusting and eager gazes around him, and said, "Let them swallow the anger we've been accumulating for tens of thousands of years!"

As the words fell, although everyone around felt incredibly excited, they all tried their best to suppress their emotions and wait for the deity's decision.

"..."

After a brief silence, Marazan's voice rang out: "Well done."

Although the plan was too rudimentary and did not take many factors into account, it was at least a plan conceived by humankind itself, without Mara's involvement.

Mara didn't care what he would gain from achieving the plan, nor did he care about the possibility of the plan going wrong.

Humans just need to let go and do it.

Because Mara will provide a safety net for humanity.

Since He is willing to be humanity's avenger in this world, He will naturally protect humanity.

Once humanity has done its best, Mara will take care of the rest.

Upon hearing this, all members of the Ghost Squad wore genuine smiles, feeling immensely proud to have received the approval of the god who saved humanity.

At this moment, they completely forgot the pain and hardship they had endured in carrying out the plan, their hearts filled only with pride and the excitement of about to pull their superior race down from its pedestal.

Mara's gaze swept over everyone, and he used the power of his life authority to heal their wounds. Then he said, "You are all very kind. Go and rest."

Humanity's revenge is imminent. All the preparations they have made are now complete, and all they need to do now is wait.

Upon hearing this, most of the Ghost Squad members respectfully rose and turned to leave the palace.

But Rick and the figure beside him simply stood up and did not leave with the others.

Only after everyone had left the palace did Rick look at Mara, hesitate briefly, then take a deep breath and ask, "Mara, are you... going to leave after the war ends?"