The hall was stirred.
"All our strength?" the Blood Conqueror echoed coldly. "What do you mean by 'all our strength'?"
"Literal meaning," Hackzord replied lazily. "Abandon the cities where we've exploited all the God Stone mines and half of the continent to the Sky-sea Realm. Direct all our forces to the Land of Dawn. I mean all, including old and new troops, until the human race is wiped off the face of this planet."
"Stop, you insolent brute!"
"Are you crazy?"
"Then where should the millions of residents in those cities go?"
"Although Ursrook didn't explicitly say that in its letter, I believe they should be relocated to the Fertile Plains. It's a vast land that'll be large enough to accommodate these migrants," the Sky Lord answered.
