In the Royal Office of Emperor Rael, the air was grim.

“What…” his tone was chilling. “What did you just say?”

The atmosphere grew electric.

His Royal Secretary flinched. “…The Reverend of Reckoning was defeated by the supreme commander of the evolutionary army, Your Majesty.”

The mood in the air darkened as Emperor Rael closed his eyes, breathing deeply.

“However, the base was destroyed, thus part of the mission was accomplished, Your Majesty.”

“I should have sent two Transcendent Candidates,” he clenched his fists. “I shouldn’t have respected the wishes of Sage Jinryong.”

The Emperor of Harmony had to walk a thin line when he was dealing with his Martial Sages.

He couldn’t be too heavy-handed and give them the impression that he was trying to control them. He couldn’t afford to earn the distrust of the Martial Sages at this critical point in time.

The only reason human civilization was still hanging on was because the Martial Sages agreed to remain in the Kandrian Empire and under his command. Thus, when they offered solutions, he had the policy of accepting a substantial proportion of them in spirit, rather than rejecting all of them and imposing his will on them.

When the Reverend of Reckoning expressed indignation at the notion of being paired up with the Boundless Light or the Omni-Martial, he should have pushed through, despite bruising the man’s ego.

Based on the descriptions that the reports made, however, the question remained whether even two Transcendent Candidates would be enough to kick the Evolutionary Army from the Panama Continent.

“We won’t have another opportunity,” the Emperor of Harmony gritted his teeth with a dire expression. “There are too many convoys arriving at the Panama Continent for us to possibly focus all forces on just the evolutionaries alone.”

His eyes shifted to his Royal Secretary.

“When’s the soonest convoy arriving?”

“…Half an hour, Your Majesty.”

His eyes grew grave.

“And where is the first location of contact?”

Her eyes darkened.

“The Kandrian Empire, Your Majesty,” she explained. “The Martial Insurance Task Force has already prepared a task force of our very own Martial Artists who are ready to intercept the forces.”

With dozens of incoming convoys and even more waves of incoming entities, the Emperor of Harmony could not micro-manage each and every single response, having delegated them to a robust and large task force with the sole task of evaluating landing and estimated time of arrival, while estimating threat levels from satellite and radar feeds, as well as intelligence from the dark elves and the captured tekvore.

“We have an estimated one hundred and twenty nine convoys converging upon the Panama Continent, all estimated to reach by the end of the month,” she updated him on the most recent statistics and estimates. “Our response to the incoming attacks over the next month will likely determine the future of human civilization, according to our true world foreign policy analysts.”

The Emperor of Harmony was very well aware of this.

They didn’t need to crush each and every single battle.

They just needed to be enough of a menace to make sure that it was not worth waging a war with the Panama Continent. While there were maniacs like the Evolutionary Army and the Imperial Tekvorian Federation who could not be dissuaded, there were also many more reasonably entities that would rather go with trade and bilateral treaties.

Of course, if the Panama Continent was too weak, then there was no need to negotiate deals. Thus, the Panamic Alliance would need to deploy each and every single Martial Artists it had in its ranks to make sure that it was able to deter as many foreign entities.

“…We will need to go all-out in a state of absolute war.”

Emperor Rael’s voice was intense.

“Send out a missive to mobilize every single Apprentice, Squire, Senior, Master, and Sage in existence,” the Emperor of Harmony growled. “Prepare them to mobilize to the closest regions of conflict in accordance to the rank of the Martial Artists and the danger-level of the convoys. Have the Beggar’s Sect aid with this initiative, they are the only ones who can handle such large-scale coordination.”

“Understood, Your Majesty.”

The Emperor of Harmony knew that the next month would bring about a war on a scale that exceeded even the Beast Incursion. With the Beast Incursion, the strongest warriors deployed outside of the Beast Domain were Martial Masters.

This time, all the Martial Sages would also be fighting on the outskirts of the continent, which meant that the continent would not be spared from their unfathomable destruction.

It would be an apocalyptic one month.

And the state of the battle in the next month would determine for the true world whether or not it was worth it to continue the battle into the territory.

And thus, the Panama Continent mobilized every ounce of fighting power it could get its hands on.

The Emperor of Harmony was even forced to delay the economic corridor projects to redirect crucial resources for this crucial phase of the interactions between the Panama Continent and the rest of the true world.

All nations willingly supplied every ounce of fighting power and all the resources that they had at their disposal as the entirety of the Panama Continent went on a war footing. Martial Sages were deployed, resources and treasures were rationed and carefully applied for select circumstances to maximize their impact upon the battle.

RUMBLE…

A wave of tremors washed over the Kandrian Empire as the Emperor of Harmony’s attention returned to his environment.

His expression grew ashen.

“They’re here.”

Far away from the capital of Vargard upon the waters of the Great Nam Ocean, a variety of ships drew closer and closer to East Panama.

Surveillance and satellite footage revealed something stunning.

The convoy had signatures of a mix of all six races they had run into, showing energy signatures of dwarves, elves, tekvores, therianthropes, giants, and even evolutionaries, all united under a single banner featuring the coat of arms of one nation.

The true world was more diverse than anybody could have ever imagined.

It was also more dangerous than any of them could have ever imagined.

BOOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOM BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!

The convoy began firing at the Kandrian Empire with a maelstrom of siege attacks.

RUMBLE!!!!!

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