I can find treasures in my dreams.

One month later.

Venerable Valata of the Ice Soul has finally returned to the Ice Soul Civilization.

After entering the Gate of the World, the Venerable One witnessed a scene that gave him a profound understanding of the phrase "the trumpet of destruction has been sounded."

Dozens of kilometers away in the sky, a group of half-phantom warriors with wings on their backs, whose appearance was exactly the same as the Ice Soul People, were flying rapidly around the Gate of the World.

They made no aggressive moves and seemed to be watching the Gate of the World from a distance.

According to reports from subordinates, the Dream Spirits are constantly evolving; these are the flying spirits that appeared ten days ago.

Although Valata already knew that the situation in this world was already very bad, the scene before him still surprised him.

How long has it been, and the Dream War Spirits have already started to be active near the Gate of the World?
After the initial surprise came deep anger.

waste!

Those left behind in the Holy Heaven Palace are all useless!

When I left, I made it very clear that I would do my best to ease the emotions of the poor in the lower-class areas and prevent the situation from deteriorating, but you couldn't even do such a small thing well!
Valata glanced at the flying war spirit from afar but did not attack.

He still held onto a sliver of hope that he could resolve this full-scale civil war through peaceful negotiations.

That's right!

It means "full-scale civil war".

Today, war has broken out in more than half of the 60,000 large and small ice fortresses of the Ice Soul Civilization.

All the ice fortresses have effectively split apart, with all passages between the upper and lower levels blocked and heavily fortified.

It is worth mentioning that as many as twenty-six knight-level powerhouses died one after another in the battle against the War Spirits.

There were even more than a dozen ice castles that were completely controlled by the lower-class poor.

Once you understand the characteristics of Dream Spirits, you'll realize this was bound to happen sooner or later.

Because the War Spirits evolved too quickly.

For example, the War Spirits now possess the ability of "telepathy," although the range is not large, it has enabled the War Spirit squads to cooperate on the battlefield to an unimaginable degree.

For example, the battle spirits seem to be able to share combat experience. As long as one battle spirit masters a certain skill, other battle spirits of similar strength will master the same skill the next day.

This is terrible.

It takes a long time to cultivate an excellent Ice Soul Ability User or Warrior, while a War Spirit can grow up overnight.

For example, the War Spirits can also share damage with each other or transfer their power to other War Spirits.

Battle spirits are inherently able to reduce damage, a characteristic that makes them increasingly difficult to kill.

In short, they are a born army.

The Holy Heaven Palace had discussed whether to completely destroy these fallen ice fortresses, but ultimately abandoned the plan out of fear of unintended consequences.

Since a large number of residents in the middle and upper areas had become prisoners, destroying the Ice Fortress was tantamount to killing the prisoners.

This doesn't mean that the Holy Heaven Palace is afraid of the dead, but rather that it worries about losing the hearts of the people.

Valata withdrew his cold gaze and commanded, "Return to the Holy Heaven Palace!"

After half an hour.

As Venerable Ice Soul sat in his spacious and comfortable seat, gazing at his assembled subordinates, he began to realize that his ideas were a bit too simplistic.

The war has progressed to this point, and too many people from the middle and upper classes have died. So far, the death toll has exceeded 120 million.

Although this number is not large compared to the Ice Soul Civilization's army of over 2 million, the two sides have already incurred enough enmity.

If the demands of the poor at the bottom are met without any bottom line, and benefits are ceded to the lower-level areas of the Ice Castle, it will inevitably infringe upon the interests of the middle and upper-level areas.

Imagine if the middle and upper classes shed blood and tears, and in the end they still had to give up a lot of benefits. Who would be convinced?
However, if the civil war is allowed to continue, the Ice Soul Civilization will only become weaker and weaker.

Therefore.

This was a real dilemma. Varata, resting his chin on his hand, realized for the first time how difficult the situation was.

at this time.

One of the Icecrown Councilors suddenly suggested, "Your Majesty, perhaps the Holy Heaven Palace could build a new batch of ice fortresses and relocate the lower-class poor there."

Valata frowned, wanting to say, "This is a foolish idea. It's tantamount to artificially dividing the Icefoxes into two different races. Doing so will only accelerate the splitting of the world's will."

But the Venerable One immediately noticed the expressions on the faces of the other councilors, who seemed to quite agree with the idea.

The words that were on the tip of Valata's tongue were swallowed back down.

He suddenly realized that everyone knew this was poison, but the situation had deteriorated to such an extent that even if it was poison, they had no choice but to grit their teeth and drink it.

Doing this will at least buy more time, and perhaps in the future we can find an opportunity to mend the rift.

Valata sighed, then finally nodded: "Let's do it this way."

The Venerable One immediately commanded: "Formulate the most detailed plan as quickly as possible, construct 20,000 ice fortresses in batches, prepare for a large-scale population migration, and inform all the poor people of the plan."

"Yes!"

First Member Gavin responded.

Valata glanced at Gavin, feeling very dissatisfied with the man's abilities.

But now is a critical time for personnel, and ensuring stability is even more important, so he did not choose to replace the first member of parliament.

Valata then ordered, "Have the garrison commanders of each ice fortress quell the civil war as soon as possible, and if necessary, make significant concessions to the poor."

"Yes!"

Gavin continued in response.

Varata deliberately added, "Next, I will be making a major overhaul of the Holy Heaven Palace's structure, and those who make significant contributions will be..."

At this point, I suddenly stopped talking.

Because this venerable one suddenly had a very strange feeling, he involuntarily looked up at the sky.

next second.

A blur appeared before his eyes, and a world resembling an ink painting, presented in an illusory state, suddenly flashed out.

Deep within the ink painting, a colossal tower stands out majestically.

It is at least three kilometers high and has about thirty stories from top to bottom.

Countless figures stood on the steps of the giant tower, their bodies connected to the tower by chains of light.

They were singing and dancing, chanting slogans such as "We will surely win" and "The people of Bingling will never give up".

The mention of "Ice Crystal People" made Varata frown.

This is because it is the racial name that the poor people in the lower areas call themselves, and they no longer identify as "Ice Souls".

next second.

"boom!"

The giant tower trembled.

Each figure lit up, and then a ball of light rose from above their heads.

Countless orbs of light, like a torrent, rushed to the top of the giant tower and merged into an extremely dazzling sun.

A look of shock flashed across Varata's eyes.

Because he clearly saw a dazzling scepter materialize from the light.

For some reason, the moment he saw the scepter, he knew its name—the Throne Scepter.

Varata instinctively recalled a quote from Venerable Nama: "King! Your enemy is the king!" (End of Chapter)