The Greatest Warlord

Blood Sky 1

"Well then, my dear warlords, we can no longer dilly-dally here, or time will consume us!" shouted Deviola.

Anna stepped forward and bowed to her. "My lord, please excuse my ignorance, but can you explain where we are and what situation we are facing?"

"Ah! You've got a point. I haven't told you anything and have immediately taken action." Deviola stepped back to her throne and sat down. "Since we're actually on a tight schedule, I'll keep it simple."

"Please excuse my rudeness, my lord. If we're on—"

"No, I'll explain first, as our current condition needs your understanding. But I'll keep it simple, and you must grasp it quickly," Deviola coerced.

"Yes, my lord," Anna responded.

"Currently, we're standing inside a fabricated world created using space magic. The world resembles the user's mana flow characteristics, such as the mana type, intensity, and colors. That being said, the world mirrors the user's heart, feelings, and personality. So it's no wonder that the world you are all witnessing is dark and eerie.

This world is isolated from the outside, as if we're standing in another world, but the truth is we're still in the same world, just in another dimension where no one is allowed unless the user gives their permission.

Unfortunately, just as I was about to reach you, an unknown being collided with the gate and died instantly. It was filled with mana concentration, just like a remote puppet, and if my guess is right, we're already surrounded by enemies when we exit.

Time runs differently in this space, but it depends on the user's choice whether to make the time in this world faster or even slower than in the actual world. However, increasing or decreasing its speed requires a high concentration of mana, which is almost impossible for most people. That being said, creating this space is also nearly impossible for most, let alone adjusting the time.

I, on the other hand, can only make this world accelerate by about twenty-four times, so when we stay an hour in this world, a day has passed in the real world.

"Thus, that's why we're on a tight schedule. I just don't want them to wait any longer and miss the grand welcoming party for my rebirth," Deviola smiled ominously.

"Grand welcoming? So, that's what you mean," Anna guessed.

"Let's just see what kind of performance she'll present to me," Deviola smiled.

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The sun stands high above. A hundred human soldiers have surrounded the black sphere on The Great Flower Plain.

The captain of the human army, the one who spoke with Veronica earlier, is leading the siege to capture an unknown being reported by secret intel. The report details the location and the mana flow of the surrounding area, and it suggests a high possibility that one of the warlords resides there.

However, the information broker they are cooperating with is viewed as suspicious. The captain of the army, Ken Hijikata, decided to bring just a hundred of his chosen men to minimize losses if the information proves flawed. If it turns out to be one of The Evil King's Warlords, then this force is more than enough, as there are aces of the army assisting in the battle. Additionally, long-ranged troops are ready in their positions.

"Hey, boss, is there no other way to break the sphere and force them out?" the captain of the Aces asked impatiently.

"Negative. The sphere is an ancient magic we cannot easily decipher," the captain replied.