The Path to Lordship Begins in the North

The dragons actually have some PTSD about the tower. Although they don't know what PTSD is, they become quite nervous whenever the tower is mentioned.

Beyond the black mist, these dragons continued to circle, and more and more dragons began to gradually gather.

Faced with this somewhat eerie black mist, the dragons were actually quite cautious. Although Erex had prepared to perish together with the tower, the dragons knew that Erex's actions were far more insane than planned, and that Erex's transformation seemed to have begun after he came into contact with the black mist.

The black mist's effect on the dragon was not obvious, but it was not without its consequences.

"Kappe's side has begun its operation."

Beneath the circling dragons, some dragons that had transformed into human form, draped in robes, began to discuss certain matters.

"So fast? It seems those humans are more perceptive than we thought."

"It's probably because the number of attacks has decreased, but the action was really too fast. I thought that humans would at least be more cautious, but I didn't expect them to gather their forces and start moving towards the tower so quickly. They made such a judgment so quickly, there are still talented people among humans."

To avoid being recognized, these dragons didn't even act in their dragon form, but instead transformed back into human form.

"Is it possible that it's because of those fanatics?"

At this moment, a giant dragon that had transformed into human form looked down at the worshippers of the God of War who were screaming madly in the black mist, begging for the god's attention.

The followers of the God of War have gone completely mad. They are like pus flowing across the continent, and this group of believers is taking advantage of the spiritual plague to continue to expand.

"No, fanatics are not surprising anywhere. Even if humans discover that someone is deliberately gathering these fanatics, they won't realize it was us so quickly, and besides..."

The dragon seemed to recall some unpleasant memories: "And if the real issue is dealing with fanatics, why would humans bring out surface-to-air missiles aimed at us?"

At this moment, an elder from the dragon race stepped forward, interrupting the discussion, and said, "Alright, so what if they've noticed? The plan remains unchanged. We must completely destroy the tower! Otherwise, the dragon race's ambition to rule this continent will never be realized. Gentlemen, don't you want to sleep on gold coins?"

Upon hearing this, one of the dragons looked strange, but the old man paid no attention and said, "The black mist is strange, but those fanatics don't seem to be affected by it. Let those fanatics lead the charge, and some of our dragons will enter the black mist to provide them with shelter and support. We must take down this strange new tower!"

Although it was much earlier than expected, with a roar from a giant dragon, the fanatical believers who were praying to their so-called gods in the black mist began to advance towards the newly built tower under the cover of the dragons.

The new tower was incredibly imposing, but these fanatics, most of whom were followers of the God of War, showed no fear even in the face of this overwhelming tower that stretched straight to the sky. Instead, they charged into the black mist with muskets and other weapons, joining the other fanatics in the charge.

The black mist can drive people mad, but these fanatics have already gone insane. Within the black mist, these fanatics seem to be even more powerful in combat.

The followers of the God of War continued to advance through the black mist. The mist did not corrupt them or turn them into black mud, probably because these madmen, in a sense, still had a very firm will.

"Brothers of the Church! All of this is for the God of War! Last time, the God of War descended upon this world, but unfortunately, it was ruined by the King of Anjou who did not cherish the opportunity for the God of War's descent. Now, we will bring the God of War down once again!"

A parish priest of the Church of the God of War raised the banner of the God of War and shouted loudly in the black mist.

"Descent! Descent!"

The believers around him responded enthusiastically to the parish priest's call.

"Only by summoning the gods can peace be restored to this world! And now, in this divinely bestowed mist, I will once again pray to the God of War, beseeching His blessing to help us conquer the heretics' tower!"

"Ouch!"

The believers' eyes were filled with madness, while the parish priest said, "Come! Let us pray to the God of War together!"

Under the guidance of the parish priest, these believers of the Church of the God of War knelt on the ground, devoutly praying to the God of War and asking for blessings.

What are they doing?

The giant dragon that was hovering in the sky looked down at the humans on the ground who were praying in unison.

"They're praying to their gods. Don't be surprised; that's how humans are. They can't live without praying."

The other dragon nodded as well.

The parish priest, who was praying, originally thought he would receive the God of War's chaotic, twisted, and terrifying blessing, which would also grant believers infinite power, as before. However, this time, the parish priest received a divine oracle from the God of War.

Moreover, it was a clear and tangible divine decree.

When the diocese chief first received the oracle, he was overjoyed. Had he finally received the God of War's oracle and become a saint of the God of War? After a lifetime as a diocese chief, was he finally going to become one of the bishops because of this oracle?

But after hearing this divine oracle, a strange expression suddenly appeared on the parish priest's face.

The parish priest silently raised his head and looked at the believers who were praying with him.

The crowd looked at each other in silence, but the expressions on their faces betrayed them all. They had all received the same divine message, a message directly from the God of War.

Then, these followers of the God of War silently rose and began to head towards the central area of ​​the tower.

"Oh, these humans have finally moved."

The dragons in the sky looked down on the humans on the ground as if they were their own toys.

"I wonder how these humans plan to breach the tower."

"Break through the tower? Are you kidding me? These humans are just expendable materials, consumables."

At this moment, Anastasia and the other members of the tower were waiting in the foremost tower.

Looking at the dragons soaring in the sky, Anastasia sighed, "It's so nostalgic. The last time I saw something like this was during the continental war."

The surrounding tower members fell silent, unsure how to respond, since none of them had even been born yet. Just then, a tower member rushed in, panicked, and cried out, "Sir, those fanatics have reached the base of the tower!"

"They are just ordinary humans who have been corrupted. Since they have already been corrupted, there is no need to show mercy. This is something we agreed on from the beginning."

Anastasia looked puzzled, seemingly wondering why this member of the Tower was so flustered.

"No, sir, they said they've come to help us repair the tower!"

"what?"