Declaration of war

As the massive amount of steam slowly dissipated, a figure gradually emerged. Litt, Bazel, and Ivanor looked at the figure with somewhat complicated expressions.

Bill glanced at them sideways and then lost interest, while Ebson, at the front of the group, remained expressionless. "From now on, you are the new Red Fire Titan."

"Yes, esteemed Doctor," the shirtless man replied humbly, kneeling on the ground.

Ebson didn't bother to agree, just gave a perfunctory "hmm" and turned to leave, with Bill following behind Ebson.

The new Red Fire Titan was different from the previously frail Newt. This brown-haired man was all muscle and had a fierce look in his eyes; he was clearly not a good guy.

"Let's go, let's go. This guy looks too fierce. I still prefer the quiet Newt. Ah, what a pity for my Aili-chan..." Ivanor glanced at the brown-haired man with disdain, then thought of Aili, who was trapped in the Marley Capital, and felt a little down.

Bazel chuckled and smoothed things over, saying, "Hey, don't say that. We might be fighting together in the future, so it's good to get to know each other, isn't it? That guy seems pretty reliable."

Litt sneered, "Heh, if you want to go and flatter someone, go ahead. I don't have time to waste getting to know some scumbag."

After finishing his Litt, Ritsu left immediately. Ivanor, with his shoulders slumped, muttered "Aili-chan" as he staggered away.

Bazel: "Hey!? No, don't leave me alone!" He looked at the brown-haired man with a face full of scars and his exaggerated muscles. After weighing his own small size, Bazel swallowed hard and ran off in a flash.

The new host of the Red Fire Titan, a brown-haired man. "?? Why are they all gone?"

"Your Excellency, do you mean to start a war?" In the exquisitely decorated conference room, a man dressed in a thick fur coat asked nervously. As soon as he finished speaking, the entire conference room fell silent.

The pine branches in the fireplace crackled and popped as they burned. The question the man had just raised was the same question that everyone sitting around the table had. They were all representatives from various countries in the Far East, but at this moment, the Fate of their Far East countries was in the hands of a Marleyan.

Ebson stared blankly at the snowflakes falling outside the window, seemingly oblivious to the man's question. The other representatives present dared not disturb Ebson, knowing how terrifying Ebson was.

Because there was already a negative example before, the price to pay for offending Ebson was too heavy. The Louis Family's capital controlled half of the economic lifeline of the Far East. The last country that tried to break free from Ebson's control had its capital trampled flat by terrible Titan Warriors overnight, and its army was wiped out by foreign armies equipped with more advanced Louis Family weapons.

In just a few days, a country that had existed for over five hundred years was wiped off the map by Ebson.

At this point, the Far East countries no longer harbored any intention of resistance.

The atmosphere in the conference room was so oppressive it was almost maddening. The man couldn't help but want to ask again, but before he could even open his mouth, Ebson suddenly replied, "Yes, I'm going to start a war."

The man swallowed back the words he was about to say, his face flushed red, and it took him a while to recover. "Ahem, sir, which country should we declare war on?"

It's not that the Far East countries are afraid of war. Having spent half their lives in a cold environment, the Far East people are born with a tenacious will, or rather, there is a warlike element in their blood. Although geographical reasons have made the development of the Far East countries bumpy, in recent years, with the support of Ebson, these representatives of the Far East countries are not afraid of war with other countries.

"Declare war on the whole world!"

"Oh, I see, to the whole world... wait, the whole world!!??" The man's eyes widened; he doubted he had heard correctly, and the other representatives around him were equally astonished.

Ebson sneered, "That's right, the whole world! To completely change this backward world and move towards a new future for humanity!"

With the Louis Family's military factories in Far East countries, the Far East Army, equipped with brand-new gear, should be able to suppress more than twice the size of other countries' armies, because the Louis Family's weapons are generally decades ahead of other countries, not to mention the powerful Titan Warriors under Ebson's command.

With these safeguards, even in the face of powerful nations like those in the Middle East or Marley, the Far East countries would have the confidence to wage war. But what did Ebson just say? The whole world! What kind of madman would dare to utter such a mad statement as declaring war on the entire world?

"Sir, you... you... this can't be real, can it?" The man wanted to point at Ebson's head and ask if he was crazy. A few countries in the Far East declaring war on the whole world? What kind of food is that?! Drunk like this!?

The nine Far East nations—no, now it's Far East —even if all eight nations risked their lives, they could only muster a maximum of 800,000 troops. Declaring war on the entire world with just 800,000 troops?!

Ebson looked at the man with sweat beading on his forehead. "What? Do you have a problem with that? Or were you lying to me about your loyalty?"

"No, no, no! My lord, I just feel that declaring war on the whole world at the same time is too... risky, isn't it? If we do that, our Far East will soon become the target of everyone's attacks. My lord, I think we can take it one step at a time. The Middle East or Marley have just finished their wars. We can take this opportunity to take the Middle East or Marley first, and then slowly make our move..." The man was sweating as he tried his best to persuade him.

Ebson tilted his head. "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

"No! Please don't misunderstand! I just..."

"Alright! Shut up, just do as I say. I don't want to wait another minute. You don't understand, a glorious future is beckoning me!" Ebson suddenly stood up, his eyes filled with eagerness, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Forced by circumstances, and given that most Far East countries are now semi-puppet states controlled by Ebson, they have no Far East choice.

The once peaceful world was suddenly thrown into turmoil.

"Marshal! Marshal! Emergency! Emergency!" A staff officer rushed into Magath's office in a panic.

"What's going on? Why are you all so flustered?"

"Marshal, the Far East nations have declared war on Marley!"

Magath suddenly stood up, his face full of anger. "What?! Those Russians in the Far East! How dare they! Are they trying to take advantage of our weakness to plunder us? Those despicable people!"

"No, no, Marshal, I haven't finished. The Far East, the Far East has not only declared Marley on us, Middle East Union, Indi, Euro, Orient, and every country in the world. The Far East Far East has declared war on the whole world."

Magath: "????"