He is the Lord of MC, not the God of Light!

Chapter 194. Darkrai, bringing an eternal nightmare to the Behemoths!

The mobilization for war began. After the meeting, the entire Dawn Cult's battle formation across the Dawnlands, aided by the Elven communication magic, quickly assembled and set off towards the Heavenly Barrier.

At the same time, the Adventurers' Guild and the Mage's Guild also issued missions to assist in the battle.

The mobilization of supplies, the imposition of martial law in the city, and the coordinated deployment of various military units.

Furthermore, the various races scattered throughout the territories of the Hundred Races Alliance have accelerated their migration, while those remaining in their territories have activated magic arrays to blockade the Dawn Resources.

They also used the communication magic provided by the elves to continuously gather information from various races at the elven outposts, from which messages were then transmitted to the starting point.

At this moment, the area west of the natural barrier has basically fallen entirely under Ian's control and is subject to his real-time regulation and monitoring.

From the moment the news from the Papal Palace spread from its origin, the continent of Rhodes was plunged into a true state of war.

Only...

Some kingdoms of the Behemoth-human alliance have not yet been taken in.

Looking at the map and sand table in front of him, Ian's eyes flickered with uncertainty.

This is a magic sandbox that combines the magic of major races such as elves, dragons, and flower spirits, the craftsmanship of dwarves, and the will of the seven sacred objects.

The sand table above displays all the movements in the areas controlled by the Church of Dawn. In front of this sand table, Ian is no different from someone who has opened the Eye of God.

To the west of the natural barrier, the Holy Banner of Dawn shines above the sand table, while to the east, the area is shrouded in mist, with only the black aura representing the demon race providing cover.

Ian stood with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to the Dawn Crusade's expedition route marked in red on the sand table. With Rayquaza leading the way, it shouldn't take long to reach the Great Barrier.

Compared to this crusaders who were about to launch a surprise blitzkrieg against the demons, Ian was more concerned about the areas on the sand table where the Dawn Paladins had not yet risen.

Lacia and the others waited quietly behind Ian. Finally, after a long silence, Ian raised his hand and pointed at the Behemoth territory, then slid it towards the last few black dots in the Human Kingdom Alliance area.

"The demons acted faster than I expected."

Ian spoke calmly.

"But now that the demons have made their move, we can no longer continue to defend passively. This war has started much earlier than expected, and some of our preparations should also be brought forward."

Having said that, Ian stood with his hands behind his back and said softly:

"I have given the Human Kingdom Alliance enough opportunities, but clearly, there are still some who hold unrealistic ideas."

"Including the Behemoths... who don't know what's good for them."

"In the upcoming war, the Hundred Races Alliance cannot afford to have any force that is not controlled by the Church of Dawn."

After speaking, Ian turned to look at Lacia, Hania, and the others, his calm tone revealing a chilling killing intent.

"Let's get started, there's no time to wait any longer."

"In the name of the Church of Dawn, we hereby announce to the Hundred Races Alliance that the continent of Rhodes is now under wartime management. Until the war against the demons is won, everything on the continent of Rhodes will be managed by the Church of Dawn."

"Two major guilds of adventurers have settled in the Kingdom of Priss, the Kingdom of Jaxstein, and the Litard Empire..."

"Move 100,000 Dawn Knights, 10,000 Choir Mages, 1,000 Faceless Ones, and 100 Dragon Riders to accompany the White Pillar Bishops, Deacons, and Priests to various countries to take over wartime regimes."

"The Merfolk oversee the ocean, while the Dwarfs, Giants, Flower Spirits, and Titans, numbering 300,000, are dispersed among various countries to oversee the nobles and the human kingdom alliance's army."

"Anyone who makes any unusual moves is permitted to follow wartime policies, acting first and reporting later. If there is doubt, presume guilt; if guilty, punish to the fullest extent of the law."

"After taking over all the kingdoms, appease the people and allow the details of the war to be explained. The Hundred Races Alliance must unite as one and support the Dawn God Cult in the war to annihilate the demons."

Upon hearing this, Lacia and the others felt a chill, but after a short while, they quickly nodded in agreement.

"Your Holiness, what about the Behemoths?"

Hania pressed for an answer, and Ian hesitated for a moment.

He originally intended to send Ifiltar to deal with the Behemoths and, incidentally, demonstrate the authority of the Dawn Goddess of Death, thus warning the followers of the Dawn Cult that the Dawn not only possesses the Father's mercy but also the wrath of death.

After that, finding Death meant finding Zygarde, and the Codex of Resonance was managed by Zygarde.

But now, Iffertar is still nowhere to be found, so the plan has fallen through. However, it's not a big problem...

The devastating weapon Ifiltar, if used unexpectedly in the subsequent war against the demons, would be enough to terrify them.

The God of Death, Ifiltar, does not need the Behemoths to prove his divine power; His mere appearance is enough to instill fear in all the races of the Rhodes Continent.

Ian's goal can still be achieved.

And now...

The sacred objects of the Flower Spirit Clan and other clans have already been transferred, so there's no need to worry. The only thing that needs to be accepted immediately is the Resonance Codex.

Any reappearance of merfolk would have a serious impact on Ian's subsequent Crusades.

After a moment's thought, Ian called out softly.

“Darkrai…”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strangely shaped, seemingly insubstantial entity emerged from the shadows beneath Ian's feet, drifting out like a wisp of smoke.

It quickly coalesced and took shape.

Darkrai bowed respectfully to Ian, an indescribable malice emanating from him, causing Lacia and the others who were closer to him to turn pale.

They knew this divine authority, and had even witnessed Ian subdue him just a few days ago.

In reality, their strength might not be comparable to those great gods like Liekongzuo, who were capable of going toe-to-toe with the Demon King, but in any case, the other party was a god who held divine authority.

That divine authority, even if it cannot compare to the legendary death, is still a terrifying power that can make life retreat.

Darkrai, the god of nightmares!
Lacia never wants to recall the nightmares she had that night after Darkrai glanced at her.

For her, the power of nightmares might be more terrifying than death.

Even death has a corresponding life, and the Dawn Cult has many, many means of resurrection.

But the nightmare...

With the God of Dreams not yet back in power, there's really no way to control it.

Lacia felt that among the many evil gods of the Dawn pantheon, the authority of His Majesty Darkrai was among the best.

"You and Lacia go to the Behemoth territory in person, tell them about the current war situation, and bring back the Resonance Codex."

Darkrai calmly nodded in agreement. Lacia took a deep breath, suppressing her nervousness, and whispered:
"Your Holiness, the Behemoths are unlikely to cooperate obediently."

"They will."

Ian's tone remained as calm as ever.

"Now our all-out war with the demons has officially begun. This war will determine the peace and hope of the continent of Rhodes for countless years to come."

"The Hundred Races Alliance must ensure that no one holds them back and that everyone cooperates fully and follows the instructions of the Dawn God Cult."

"If anyone doesn't cooperate, they are an enemy of the continent of Rhodes, and Dawn shows no mercy to enemies."

Ian turned around and glanced at Darkrai, then gently patted him on the shoulder.

"If the Behemoths still don't understand the current situation, then they can disappear along with the history of the rampaging demons."

"To bring eternal nightmares upon the enemies of the Cult of Dawn."

Darkrai's telepathic voice was unusually deep, like the humming of a great bell.

Beneath those gleaming, scarlet eyes, his voice instilled endless terror.

"Your will..."

(End of this chapter)