God-made God was the highest achievement of the race after its upgrade, a miracle that took nearly a hundred years and countless resources to finally realize. It was regarded as a major leap in the race's control over magic, and the only means to destroy the Tianhai Realm.

The statement was followed by a brief and eerie silence in the Holy Seat.

Hexode had a fleeting moment of wanting to take back his words, but the thought of the battle potentially heading towards the most terrible outcome made him forcibly suppress his impulse.

He had to be responsible for the continuation of the race.

After a moment, the King's unwavering voice sounded again, "I remember this issue was discussed last time. You should know what the God-made God means to our race."

"The hope of defeating the Tianhai Realm," the Lord of the Sky nodded, "but nothing more."

"What do you mean, nothing more?" Bloody finally couldn't hold back and roared, "Not to mention that after lifting the restrictions on the Lifefloat, we can completely counterattack the Tianhai Realm with it. Even if we deploy it to the Eastern Front battlefield, it can greatly reduce the pressure on the defense line! And that means the life and death of millions of our people and millions of warriors. You say it's nothing more?"

"First, your genius subordinate demanded the race to go all out. Now you want to dispatch the God-made God to deal with insects. You two are really of one mind," Mask sneered, surveying the others in the Holy Seat, "I wonder what your opinions are?"

"... I find it difficult to agree," Heart of Abomination said briefly.

The other Archlords also expressed their disapproval.

Only Silence of Calamity remained silent.

Hexode had foreseen this situation. He knew the matter was too important, even informing the King alone wouldn't suffice. This was why he decided to apply for a meeting of the Holy Seat – if he couldn't reach a consensus here, everything he had done would be meaningless.

Humans now resembled them after the first War of Divine Will.

Through absorbing inheritance, the race had obtained unimaginable improvements, and various new magic technologies were emerging in droves. Almost every few decades, a major transformation would occur. The greatly increased promotion rate made Ascendants no longer rare, the development of Symbionts allowed some inferior magicless individuals to become warriors, and the use of magic stones also became widespread during that period. These achievements were also reflected in the second War of Divine Will – even though the Tianhai Realm had also achieved an upgrade no less than theirs, they still took less than thirty years to drive humans out of the Realm of Daybreak.

Now, fate seemed to be on the side of humans.

Moreover, their rate of change was even faster than the race's back then – according to the surrendered nobles, ten years ago, Graycastle and other kingdoms were no different, and the current King of Graycastle, the fourth prince of the Wimbledon family, was even more insignificant.

Therefore, any hesitation and delay would only make the opponent stronger.

He had to make everyone realize this.

"The Western Front campaign has already failed," Hexode took a deep breath. He could fully imagine the expressions on Bloody and Mask's faces, but for the sake of the race's future, he had put personal gains and losses aside, "Although our race still occupies the territory of two human kingdoms, we no longer have the strength to advance further – a stalemate means it will be difficult for us to obtain inheritance fragments in a short period of time, which is no different from failure."

"What are you saying?" Mask asked in surprise, "That's an army of over a hundred thousand, not to mention many Symbionts! How could they lose to those insects?"

"Are you deceiving the King!" The Bloody Conqueror opened his blood basin mouth at the Lord of the Sky, "Not long ago, you said that the Western Front was progressing smoothly and our race had successfully set foot on human land! The area covered by the Lifefloat, and now you're telling me that we can't defeat the insects? That's ridiculous!"

"Ursrook once gave me a warning, but I didn't pay enough attention to it, just like you are treating my warning now," he said slowly, "After all, it's difficult to describe everything that happened on the Western Front in words. If you want to understand these things, you should see it with your own eyes."

Then Hexode bowed his head to the King.

Allowing the King to read his memories was something he had previously refused to do, but having taken this step, he had no other choice – as for those small, unintentional slips of the tongue, the King shouldn't mind them.

The eyes on the Tower of Genesis all opened, and a cold feeling instantly flooded his mind. Hexode forced himself to open his consciousness, silently reciting "I am absolutely loyal to the King," and allowed the dark current to flood his entire body!

Iron birds flying in the sky, fire rain falling from the sky, huge and bright fireballs, and Godstone crossbow bolts shot from afar... scenes flashed by in turn, as if he had relived the experience of fighting against humans.

After the cold feeling disappeared, the Archlords' faces became extremely unsightly. Hexode knew that they, like him, had personally tasted the feeling of being ambushed by humans and being only a hair's breadth away from death.

Even the surging sea of mist beneath their feet had become much more turbulent.

Although Ursrook had reported the changes in human war weapons, no amount of words could compare to the experience of being there. Without the Transcendent or magic instruments, just a group of magicless individuals driving strange metal contraptions, coupled with the cooperation of a few witches, had genuinely threatened the Archlord's life.

"That's really... something insects can create?" Mask said in disbelief, "I can't feel any magic on them—"

"In fact, that's their characteristic," Hexode knew his only chance had come, "The strength of humans can no longer be measured by the small number of witches, but should include all magicless individuals. And with these things, the originally fragile magicless individuals are no less powerful than the Natives in combat, and may even pose a threat to Ascendants and high-level Promoters."

"So? What are you trying to say?"

"I want to ask you, even if you use the God-made God, are you confident that you can conquer the Tianhai Realm within ten years?"

The answer was undoubtedly no.

The God-made God was only a necessary means for counterattack, but not the only condition for victory. The Tianhai Realm was also an upgraded race, and no one could say for sure how much power it could unleash in its own territory. The original strategic plan was to hold the Black Stone Domain while devouring human inheritance fragments, allowing the race to reach a new level, and then use the God-made God to destroy the Tianhai Realm in one fell swoop.

"Even if you blame it all on me, it doesn't matter, but the failure of the Western Front is now a foregone conclusion, and this is an undeniable fact!" Hexode raised his voice sharply, "If we don't seek change, we may not be able to counterattack the Tianhai Realm in ten years, and we may not even be able to defeat humans! The final result will be the complete demise of the race with enemies on all sides. Is the God-made God more important than that!"

"That's just your judgment—" Bloody said through gritted teeth.

"Of course not."

"Are you going to mention Ursrook again?"

"No," the Lord of the Sky paused for a moment, "I'm referring to the Nightmare Archlord."

Now that he had made up his mind, a small deception was also for loyalty. At this point, there was no turning back. "I don't know what Vakiris discovered in the realm of consciousness that made her abandon the front-line battle and choose to take risks, but before her last deep dive into the realm of consciousness, Vakiris told me personally that she was increasingly leaning towards the Silence of Calamity's guess – humans have probably obtained some kind of inheritance."

Bloody was stunned in his seat.

The one-sided situation in the Holy Seat had been pried open.