As one of the earliest High Ascendants to become a Lord, Vakiris's words naturally carried more weight than others. Only she could maintain a normal tone and mindset when talking to the King, as if there was no distinction between superior and inferior. More importantly, the King had never shown any opposition, which was enough to explain the matter.
If the Nightmare Lord came to the conclusion, it would naturally carry a certain amount of persuasiveness.
Moreover, Haekzord had indeed discussed the possibility of human inheritance with the other party. Apart from not saying it explicitly, the rest was a reasonable deduction. At the same time, it had a trick up its sleeve, deliberately placing the matter after showing the memories of the Western Front battle situation—the King might incidentally verify this statement when reading its memories, but would be unlikely to specifically investigate it.
After all, the King's consciousness has a high degree of autonomy, and the judgments made will only be based on facts.
These words were mostly used to silence opponents.
Bloody's poor brain simply couldn't see the situation clearly, but was responding instinctively.
Mask, in order to shirk responsibility, would certainly not easily stand on its side.
The other Lords were basically undecided, and entrusting the future of the race to them was simply a joke.
Therefore, Haekzord spoke this little lie with confidence and without any pressure.
Retreating now is the greatest irresponsibility to the race.
It must personally reverse the entire situation!
"Unknown inheritance... that's too incredible..." Mask questioned in a low voice, "We've all seen the scene in the Mana Source Hall. If this race really exists, then where is its location?"
"Who can guarantee that the conclusions previously drawn by the race are necessarily correct?" Haekzord said confidently, "I also don't want to believe that humans can be favored by fate, but their changes are right in front of us! Don't forget, before obtaining the inheritance of the Underground Civilization, we also didn't know that fragments could be divided."
"You mean—" Abomination Heart seemed to have thought of something.
No, I don't mean anything. The only purpose is to guide you to your self-constructed answer, "Among the many relics, if there is a fragment left behind..."
All the Lords couldn't help but fall into contemplation.
Except for Bloody.
"So what? I absolutely disagree with using the God-Made God to deal with bugs! The offensive of Tianhai Realm is still increasing. Now that we have finally gained a chance to breathe, we should take advantage of the situation to consolidate our defenses. If we lose the God-Made God, the Eastern Front will hardly be able to withstand the continuous fierce battles. Once the army collapses, more than a dozen cities will be exposed to the enemy's claws!"
But this time, no one spoke out to agree with it.
"Compared to more than a dozen cities, the future of the race is what you should be considering." Haekzord glanced at it expressionlessly, then looked towards the Birth Tower in the center of the Holy Seat, "My respected King, the loss of the God-Made God on the Eastern Front will indeed further expand the existing disadvantage, but at least it will not get the worst result. Now time is not on our side. Humans are rapidly absorbing the inheritance they have obtained—since sacrifice is inevitable, then the next choice is the key."
"Haekzord, those are my armies!" Bloody roared.
Lord of the Sky Vault turned a deaf ear, "Everyone has seen how exquisite the war weapons manufactured by humans are. More importantly, the Primordial Body can also use them! If the race can absorb their inheritance and use Fire Rain and Iron Bird on our army, the situation in Tianhai Realm can be reversed in an instant! Even if we lose the entire Black Stone Domain, we will surely win the Divine Will War in the end!"
Upon hearing about integrating new weapons, a longing light bloomed in Mask's empty eye sockets.
Bloody Lord was furious, "And these losses could have been avoided—"
"Enough." The King finally spoke, "I understand your meaning."
Haekzord was greatly relieved.
The King will not be affected by their disputes, but will make decisions based on the actual situation, and the other Lords have gradually become doubtful, at least no longer openly opposing its proposal. In this way, the consensus passed at the meeting can be quickly implemented. Otherwise, disputes and buck-passing between the Lords will waste a lot of valuable time, and the pressure that the Western Front has painstakingly created on humans will vanish in indecision.
Although this is still some distance away from Ersiluke's advocacy of "going all out," it is the best result it can currently strive for. Moreover, as the race's highest masterpiece, the God-Made God itself has a large number of troops protecting it, which is also indirectly providing support for the Western Front.
When this ultimate weapon arrives at the Dawn Realm, all of humanity's tactics will become meaningless.
"The arrangements for the Silence Disaster remain unchanged. Continue to reinforce the Western Front." The King's steady voice echoed in the Holy Seat, "When the God-Made God is completed, set off to the human territory to seize the inheritance fragments. The Eastern Front contracts southward, and if necessary, can abandon some cities to reduce the loss of inferior bodies—before the offensive and defensive momentum is reversed, they are also important resources."
"As you command." The Lords responded one after another.
"But Bloody is also right. The established strategy of the Third Divine Will War was to hold back Tianhai Realm in the east and swallow humans in the west. Now we have to mobilize the God-Made God to the Western Front, which greatly increases the expected casualties on the Eastern Front, Lord of the Sky Vault... Do you think you have no responsibility at all?"
In that instant, Haekzord felt an extremely cold chill crawl up its back. In its vision, all the eyes on the Birth Tower closed together, forming a huge eyeball. Compared to it, which was sitting in its seat, it was almost insignificant. The pupil alone was enough to hold several of it. The eyeball hung in mid-air, coldly staring at Haekzord, as if it could crush it to dust with just a slight roll forward. Under such pressure, it couldn't even raise the thought of opening the Twisted Gate.
In the Sovereign Holy Seat, the King is no different from a god.
"Your ability is important, but that doesn't mean I will ignore this point—this is the last accident in the Western Front plan. Don't disappoint me again, otherwise..."
Its displeasure didn't need to be expressed in loud words. The palpable sense of oppression revealed everything.
"I... understand."
The eyeball suddenly disappeared, and the Holy Seat also vanished, and the spire and mist of Sky Vault City reappeared before Haekzord's eyes.
"My Lord, are you alright?"
"It's alright..." Looking at Xi Yaxis, who was guarding beside it, Lord of the Sky Vault slowly shook its head. It originally thought it was prepared to bear everything, but when it truly faced the King's malice, the discomfort and resistance that surged in its heart almost overwhelmed its expectations like an overwhelming wave.
These are just... automatic reactions.
Haekzord closed its eyes.
Everything is for the race.
It has done its best.