I Am the Minecraft Master, Not the God of Light!

Chapter 194: Darkrai, Bring Eternal Nightmares Upon the Behemoth Race!

The mobilization for war began. Immediately after the meeting concluded, the combat formations of the Church of Dawn throughout the Dawn Domain swiftly organized and marched towards the Great Chasm under the communication magic of the Elven race.

The Adventurers' Guild and the Mages' Guild also issued assistance missions at the same time.

Materials were transported, cities were put under martial law, and major forces coordinated their deployments.

Even the various races scattered across the territories of the Alliance of Hundred Races, those in the process of migrating, quickened their pace, while those remaining in their racial lands activated magic arrays to enforce a material blockade by the Dawn.

They also continuously compiled intelligence from each race and sent it to Elven outposts using the communication magic provided by the Elves, and from the outposts, the messages were relayed to the Land of Beginning.

At this moment, the area west of the Great Chasm was basically under Ian's complete control, subject to his real-time coordination and monitoring.

From the moment the news from the Pope's residence was sent out from the Land of Beginning, the continent of Rodri entered a true state of war.

Only...

The territories of the Behemoth race and some kingdoms in the Human Kingdom Alliance had not yet been brought under control.

Looking at the map sandbox before him, Ian's eyes flickered between light and dark.

This was a magic sandbox constructed by combining the magic of great races like the Elves, Dragons, and Flower Sprites, the craftsmanship of the Dwarves, and the will of the Seven Holy Relics.

It could instantly display all movements within the area controlled by the Church of Dawn. Standing before this sandbox, Ian was no different from having the Eye of God open.

West of the Great Chasm, the Holy Banner of Dawn shone above the sandbox; to the east, a mist sealed the area, with only black energy representing the demon race.

Ian stood with his hands behind his back, not paying attention to the red-marked routes of the Dawn Crusaders on the sandbox. With Rayquaza and others leading the way, it shouldn't take long to reach the Great Chasm.

Compared to this crusade aimed at launching a surprise blitzkrieg against the demon race, Ian was more concerned about the areas on the sandbox where the Holy Banner of Dawn had not yet been raised.

Lacey and the others waited quietly behind Ian. Finally, after a long silence, Ian raised his hand and pointed at the territory of the Behemoth race, then slid it towards the last few black dot areas of the Human Kingdom Alliance.

"The demon race acted faster than I expected."

Ian's tone was calm.

"But since the demon race has already made their move, we cannot continue to passively defend. This war has been brought forward significantly, and some arrangements should also be advanced."

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

"Regarding the Human Kingdom Alliance, I have given them enough opportunities, but clearly, some still cling to unrealistic ideas."

"Including the Behemoth race... they are being stubborn."

"In the coming war, no force within the Alliance of Hundred Races can be left outside the control of the Church of Dawn."

After speaking, Ian turned to look at Lacey, Haniya, and the others, his calm tone revealing a chilling intent to kill.

"Act now, there is no more time to wait."

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

"The adventurers from the two great guilds are to be stationed in the Kingdom of Pulis, the Kingdom of Jacksdan, the Empire of Litard..."

"Dispatch 100,000 Dawn Knights, 10,000 Hymn Corps Mages, 1,000 Faceless Ones, and 100 Dragon Riders, accompanied by Bishops, Deacons, and Priests of the White Robe Column, to be stationed in various countries and take over wartime political power."

"The Merfolk race will monitor the sea. 300,000 warriors from the Dwarf, Giant, Flower Sprite, and Titan races will be gathered and dispersed among various countries to monitor the nobles and the armies of the Human Kingdom Alliance."

"Anyone who makes any unusual moves is permitted to be executed under wartime policy without prior report. Guilt is presumed in cases of suspicion, and the penalty is severe for the guilty."

"After taking over all the kingdoms, appease the citizens and allow the details of the war against the demons to be preached. The Alliance of Hundred Races must be united and support the great war against the demons by the Church of Dawn."

Hearing this, Lacey and the others felt a chill in their hearts, but without much thought, they quickly nodded in agreement.

"Your Holiness, what about the Behemoth race?"

Haniya pressed, and Ian pondered slightly.

Originally, he wanted to send Yveltal to deal with the Behemoth race and incidentally display the authority of the God of Death in the Dawn Pantheon, thereby warning the followers of the Church of Dawn that the Dawn not only held the Father's benevolence but also the wrath of death.

After that, finding the God of Death would mean finding Zygarde, as the Resonance Codex was managed by Zygarde.

But now, Yveltal was still nowhere to be found, so the plan had fallen through.

However, it wasn't a major problem...

A destructive weapon like Yveltal, if used unexpectedly in the later war against the demon race, would be enough to scare the demons to death.

The God of Death, Yveltal, did not need the Behemoth race to prove divine power; their mere appearance would be enough to strike fear into the Hundred Races of the Rodri continent.

Ian's goal could still be achieved.

And now...

The Holy Relics of the Flower Sprite race and others had already been moved, so there was no need to worry. Only the Resonance Codex had to be received immediately.

Any recurrence of the situation with the Merfolk race would severely impact Ian's subsequent Crusade to the East.

After a moment of thought, Ian called out softly:

"Darkrai..."

As his voice fell, a strange existence, oddly shaped and seemingly without substance, floated out from the shadow beneath Ian's feet like a wisp of smoke.

It quickly coalesced into form.

Darkrai respectfully bowed his head to Ian. An indescribable malice emanated from him, causing Lacey and the others who were closer to turn slightly pale.

They recognized this divine authority holder; they had even witnessed Ian subdue him with their own eyes a few days prior.

His strength might not match that of the great gods like Rayquaza, who could contend with Demon Lords, but regardless, the other party was a god who wielded divine authority.

And that divine authority, even if not comparable to the legendary death, was still a terrifying power that could make life recoil.

The God of Nightmare, Darkrai!

Lacey never wanted to recall the nightmares she had the night after being looked at by Darkrai, tossing and turning all night.

For her, the authority of nightmare might be even more terrifying than death.

Death still had life corresponding to it, and the Church of Dawn had many ways to resurrect.

But nightmare...

With the God of Sweet Dreams not yet in place, there was truly no means of restraint.

Lacey felt that among the many evil gods in the Dawn Pantheon, the authority of His Excellency Darkrai was quite high up on the list.

"You and Lacey will go personally to the Behemoth race's territory, inform them of the current war situation, and bring back the Resonance Codex."

Darkrai nodded calmly in agreement. Lacey took a deep breath, suppressing her nervousness, and said in a low voice:

"Your Holiness, the Behemoth race may not cooperate obediently."

"They will."

Ian's tone was as calm as ever.

"Now that our full-scale war with the demon race has officially begun, this battle will determine the peace and hope of the Rodri continent for countless years to come."

"The Alliance of Hundred Races, no one can hold us back; everyone must cooperate wholeheartedly and follow the instructions of the Church of Dawn."

"If anyone does not cooperate, they are enemies of the Rodri continent. Towards enemies... the Dawn will not show mercy."

Ian turned back to look at Darkrai and gently patted the other party.

"If the Behemoth race still doesn't understand the current situation, then they can disappear along with the history of demon race rampages."

Darkrai's telepathic voice was exceptionally heavy, like a resonating bell.

Beneath those flickering scarlet eyes, his voice instilled endless fear.

"Your will..."