Are You Sure You're Serious?

"What do you mean!?" Gray Fortress froze.

He had never expected to hear something like that.

Everything the Technology God Church had done was because someone was driving them onward!?

What kind of person could do that?

The Technology God Church now had people, money, influence, and fighting power. Even he, the ruler of the world's greatest empire, had been forced into a passive position.

Even he did not know whether he could defeat them with absolute certainty.

Who could possibly drive them onward!?

Some church?

Some nation?

Some race?

It couldn't possibly be Dragons, could it?

Thought after thought flashed through the Gray Fortress Emperor's mind, but every single one seemed absurd to him.

What the hell was this?

How could it be possible!?

His Shadows were spread across more than half the world.

He knew almost everything.

At the very least, he believed he did.

Under such circumstances, how could some force have developed to this extent without drawing his attention?

Even less likely was that they had clashed with the Technology God Church without causing the slightest stir.

Viscount Rost did not waste words and quickly explained the situation in the Tulip Kingdom:

"Perhaps our world is merely their prison, or perhaps they are simply using prisoners to test us."

"But regardless of the reason, this is undoubtedly a massive crisis for us."

"Three gods have already died, vanished, or gone mad because of this. Faced with such a situation, our god—the Technology God—came up with these two plans."

"One plan is to vigorously develop Military Magitech Devices, making everyone stronger, ideally mass-producing large numbers of Battle Priests."

"The other plan is to change the world through Civilian Magitech Devices. As this world becomes more prosperous, just as with what I am doing now, the population will