The times waited for no one. While Lu PingAn was making his own plans, certain changes were quietly taking place.
Windist Fortress was a name familiar to every intelligent lifeform on Mercury 42. When at least three of the world's top ten massacres had something to do with it, forgetting it was hardly realistic even if one wanted to.
This was the Lava Clan's outpost, as well as the artificial volcanic region they had first created.
Even in the age of the deep sea, this place remained a stretch of volcanic veins. Countless pitch-black Obsidian Battleships filled the boiling seawater.
And as the sea level fell, this place had completely become a new mountain range.
"Buzz!"
At that moment, countless new lava swamps emerged along with the widening cracks in the earth.
"Rumble!"
A massive spike slowly smashed through the entrance from the Other World. The Lava Clan's regular army from their homeland had finally begun entering this world.
"Roarrr!"
Next came roars that shook the entire mountain range and echoed throughout the world.
That spike? It was merely one horn of the colossal beast. When the black dragon finally thrust its head out from the Space Rift, even the legendary Bloody Fortress Windist would tremble beneath its wings.
Ten years passed in a flash. To those with long lives, it was no more than the blink of an eye. Once the World's Will fell asleep and this world's spatial stability weakened further, those Otherworld Invaders naturally committed even more troops.
Evil gods, demigods, and even greater beings began entering the battlefield. This time, they were serious. With the world's authority now fallen into other hands, the contenders naturally went all in, attempting to completely seize and corrupt this world.
Those ten years had separated this world from the rest,