The representatives of the eighteen nations all watched the Lava General cautiously. They had seen him before, and they had witnessed the might of the Tech Combat Force.
Without the Lava General and his Tech Combat Force, they would still be living beneath the shadow of those war maniacs.
Yet in the face of the war maniacs' immense power, the Lava General had crushed them like rotten wood, wiping them all out without even pausing. Those fighters known as Warrior Troops had utterly overturned everything they thought they knew.
Even if several High-Order Mages had been sent against the Warrior Troops, they would have had no chance of surviving.
To put it bluntly, the eighteen nations had long since fallen under the Lava General's control. Whatever he wanted to do, they would likely have no choice but to comply.
Not long ago, the last of the war maniacs in this city and across these eighteen nations had been exterminated. The final archbishop was dead as well. The church that had once been humanity's strongest had been utterly destroyed. Now, the representatives of the eighteen nations had been gathered here. What would happen next required no thought at all—it was simply time to decide their fate...
Unease rose within them.
"I gathered you all here today mainly to discuss several matters."
The Lava General could naturally see their unease, so he did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point. "First, I hope the Technology God Church can become the state religion of every nation. What do you all think?"
The Technology God Church, as the state religion?
The representatives of several nations were visibly stunned. Then, joy appeared on their faces one after another. "Of course!"
"We are willing!"
"Technology saved us. We are believers in technology!"