Leonel entered his workshop, his mind racing. It was hard to tell exactly what he needed, but the possibilities felt endless. Unfortunately, sometimes, having too many paths to take was as good as having none.

What he needed were a few good paths so that he could focus all of his attention on them.

His gaze flickered as he took a breath.

Since things had already reached this point, he would go all out.

The Human Domain couldn't be considered to have returned to its height. The time that had passed had been too short, and the turmoil had yet to return to a state of rest.

However, Leonel had already said it once before.

He hadn't come here to play King. He had a very specific purpose, and the stability of the Human Race had nothing to do with him.

He had already saved them once. Without his existence, they would have already been wiped out by the Sea Gods.

As such, he didn't hesitate for even a moment as he mobilized them in full force and began marching toward the Ancient Battlefield.

The blood of the humans boiled. They had been suppressed for years. The idea that they could have their revenge like this, and so quickly, was something that moved them all.

Very few had the insight to see that this wasn't the smartest thing to do. And even if they did, they could only sigh and keep their thoughts to themselves.

had been able to accomplish what he already had. Who were they to say that he wouldn't be able to do this as

could have ever guessed that the

that this wasn't the right path simply didn't dare to say anything. At this point, who

the Human Race was mobilized, the war cries of the Rapax echoed throughout the skies.

been too long since they had been to war. The excitement bubbled up from the depths of their souls

them, Dreadmaw stood,

an incredibly pure race, so they were more sensitive to certain things than others

have much of a choice in

only path was

man older than even Emperor Fleeting Cloud. His skin was wrinkled and long, grizzled hair of white and

eyes looked so aged that they held a milky whiteness with just the faintest hints of blue. It was

aura

wrinkles. He leaned

his garden and a figure appeared, he didn't even react. But it was hard to tell if it was because his senses and reflexes had deteriorated so much, or if it was because

on the Ancient Battlefield. Mobilize the strongest armies of the

and the old Oryx Emperor still didn't respond. He continued to stare off

the Oryx Domain, and as though hearing a call, several female

the Oryx Emperor as he stood to

his clothing and clicked his

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