Alarm
Iceberg Demon Palace
His icy-flame hair floated in the air.
His fitted white shirt had its sleeves rolled up to the elbows, and his slit-like eyes stared at the custom-made chessboard.
"I never expected this group of humans to actually restrain the opposing King. No wonder such a human force was permitted by the Void to participate in this game with a status nearly equal to ours.
They must be the foremost beings carefully selected from the human world.
This game also concerns their future sovereignty.
The stalemate between Kings has taken shape. At last, it is my turn to make a move."
Aslan, by virtue of his status as Spokesperson, had obtained command authority within the Primordial Meeting and could mobilize the forces behind the other Primordials, excluding Green and Pop.
From the outbreak of the war until now, he had remained hidden within the iceberg.
This was precisely the opportunity he had been waiting for. By avoiding King-level threats, he could maximize his contribution to the London Game.
Furthermore, the best news was that Green had followed the Night Bishop outside the city to carry out a special mission. She would flank the enemy from outside the city and would not interfere with his battle plans within it.
"Eugenis, are you ready?"
Green-haired Eugenis was polishing the Stone Spear. Clusters of bubble-like eyes continually flickered across his forehead, seemingly communicating with the Stone Spear through some special form of consciousness.
"Mm."
"When do you intend to use your Shoggoths? They are a terrifying army the enemy will be unable to adapt to in a short time."
"When to use the Flesh Mountain and the Shoggoths is for me to decide. That was our prior agreement, wasn't it?"
Aslan narrowed his eyes at him. "That's right. I trust