[Congratulations, your Lord’s Hall upgrade is complete!]
[Congratulations to Lord Qi Lin for achieving…]
[You have become a City Lord and can name your city!]
A series of messages popped up.
Qi Lin’s face lit up with joy, and he immediately stepped outside the Lord’s Hall to check the situation.
He saw that his entire territory was surrounded by towering city walls, directly connected to the distant Alliance Hall.
Everything inside the city had been completely renewed by the workers, and the once weed-covered land was now cleared, with three wide main roads paved with stone.
The Lord’s Hall behind him no longer looked dilapidated—it now resembled the beginnings of a castle.
The territory’s upgrade brought more than just improved living conditions.
Those were merely side benefits—the real enhancement was military strength.
He opened the Lord’s Panel to check his territory information.
[Territory Level: Low-level City]
[Upgrade Requirements: 10 million units of wood, 10 million units of stone.]
[Buildings: Lord’s Hall, Alliance Hall… Gold Mine, Energy Tower, City Wall]
[Unlocked Buildings: None]
[Summoning Cost: 1 Gold]
“No new buildings unlocked at the next level. Looks like everything’s already unlocked.”
Qi Lin muttered.
After upgrading to a city, all building functions would be available, and if he wanted his city to be different from other lords’, he’d have to rely on blueprints to construct special buildings.
Of course, this also had something to do with troop types.
A lord whose troops were wild boars—even if he upgraded to a city in the end—would only have a larger Pigpen.
But within Qi Lin’s city was a special troop no other lord possessed: Engineers.
They could better improve city structures and create unique facilities exclusive to humans.
Next would be upgrading the barracks and completing other city buildings.
This War—it was time for it to end.
As for the city’s name, Qi Lin had no particular ideas.
He simply continued using the name of the Alliance.
The city would be called Qi Lin City.
—
At the same time, news of Qi Lin constructing a city instantly spread across world chat, and the Alliance Leaders were thrown into turmoil.
Even those far from the Qi Lin Alliance finally began to react.
“A single alliance with the fewest members developed the fastest?!”
“Are you kidding me? She built a city already? Where did she get so many Resources?!”
“Is that the point? Building a city takes sixty days—even with the entire alliance working together, the fastest is twenty-five days!”
“Even merging islands doesn’t take that long…”
“In other words, the other side started upgrading the city even before the merge!”
“Hiss—!”
“How is this possible?!”
…
All the Alliance Leaders were now unsettled, and those who wanted to stay uninvolved began to inquire about this Lord.
Then, another shocking message spread on world chat.
Nearly two hundred Alliance Leader coalition forces had been defeated by a single alliance!
Anyone with eyes could see that the Druid Alliance merge hadn’t contributed much to the Qi Lin Alliance’s strength—the other side already possessed this power!
Panic spread.
Only now did everyone realize the other side hadn’t been bluffing from the start.
Against such a powerful opponent, was there really any hope of victory?
Some of the Alliance Leaders began to harbor other thoughts.
—
“This War… I may have overestimated the strength of the Lords on the Ordinary Conquest Continent. Just the Undead should be enough to unify it—the only issue is it might take a bit more time.”
Qi Lin spoke to the incarnation before her.
She nodded.
“Mm, it’s almost over. I can leave now.”
Compared to ruling this island, Qi Lin—as the main body—seemed more interested in verifying a certain theory: whether a fourth so-called ‘Light’ Conquest Continent existed.
And the best candidate for this task was, naturally, the Angel Incarnation.
An unknown continent meant countless new races, which could be converted into more Avatars.
Only this way could she maximize the speed of her own development.
More importantly, Qi Lin didn’t want the rewards for unifying an island to fall into another lord’s hands for nothing.
So while there was still time, of course he had to experiment.
Even if there wasn’t a fourth continent, sending the Angel Incarnation would still be a huge help to the other Avatars.
As the main body, he had the ability to transform into Avatars at any time and wasn’t afraid of lacking allies.
“The struggle between Lords is just child’s play. Our sights should be set on that unknown continent.”
Qi Lin’s gaze grew deep as he looked into the distance.
Only by setting foot there could one have the qualification to seek Divine Ascension.
“I’ll make good use of the power of Faith.”
The Angel Incarnation said softly.
Here, the power of Faith was a path to Divine Ascension.
That’s what the other party had told Qi Lin.
As the name suggested, the more followers, the greater the power of Faith, and accordingly, the stronger the deity became.
But there seemed to be major drawbacks as well.
However, Angels naturally had an advantage in this area and were the best race for ascending as a Faith God.
Qi Lin naturally didn’t want to waste this opportunity.
After all, whether she could achieve Divine Ascension herself was still uncertain, so she wasn’t in a position to be picky.
No one noticed the flash of light inside the Lord’s Hall.
Within the city, farmers continued their busy routines, coming and going, and even the angels flying overhead had become a common sight.
On the distant edge of the Alliance, the War had ended.
The Undead Incarnation once again led the army of undead to crush the opposing coalition and successfully aided the Elf Incarnation.
Looking at the lifeless scene behind her and the endless ranks of the undead, the Elf Incarnation couldn’t help but gasp.
“How many undead are there…?”
“Not many. Just over a million.”
She smiled and answered.
One alliance’s troops only numbered twenty or thirty thousand, after all.
“This could steamroll everything…”
Even now, the Elf Incarnation still felt like she was just making up the numbers.
Wasn’t this too ridiculous?
“Mm, unless we encounter troublesome troop types, there’s basically no pressure. Plus, more Alliance Leaders have been surrendering lately.”
“You go help the Werewolf Incarnation. Once you two join forces, you’ll take command, and let the main body send him to the Fallen Conquest Continent.”
The Undead Incarnation said.
For the upcoming War, she alone was enough.
“Okay.”
The other nodded, leading the elves away.