Abdication

The Great Xia Empire's movements were growing bigger and bigger. It was obvious they were about to start a war.

With the royal representatives arriving on the New Continent, the war had effectively entered its countdown.

After the remnants of the four nations emerged from their period of weakness, their strength in every aspect grew explosively, even exceeding Derek's expectations.

Naturally, this was because the remnants of the four nations had put aside their pride. Not only had they intermarried extensively with other races to promote reproduction,

they had also naturalized Tool Mutes, dividing citizens into different classes and using large numbers of Tool Mutes as rank-and-file soldiers and workers.

Though this reduced their combat strength and war potential, compared to having nothing at all, it was clearly negligible.

Facts proved that in the face of survival, people's bottom lines could be lowered without limit.

As a result, within little more than a decade, the entire New Continent had blossomed everywhere. Remnants of the four nations, large and small, established all kinds of regimes, advancing the New Continent's politics, culture, and technology by a thousand years.

The result was a host of new nations made up of vast tracts of developed land, millions of Tool Mutes, Great Xia people, and mixed-blood populations.

Duke Fernandes had made tremendous contributions. Repeated failures had not broken him; instead, he had risen again each time.

The restlessness he had once possessed as an aristocrat had now completely vanished.

Yet his graying hair also proved that he had spared no effort.

Only through painstaking toil had the kingdom risen once more.

But... it still was not enough.

Standing at the highest point of New Holy City and looking at the lights below, Duke Fernandes knew that although the industrialized New Holy Cross Kingdom could not