A day after Lux asked Seraphina to make the worldwide announcement, the various Kingdoms and Empires in the two worlds, Elysium and Solais, began to move.

Those who took the announcement seriously held meetings and rallied their troops.

Of course, there were other rulers who didn’t take the announcement seriously.

However, their ministers and generals advised that, even if the message was fake, they should at least make some kind of preparation just in case the announcement was true.

In the end, these rulers decided to delegate these matters to the people who took the announcement seriously.

A decision that these rulers would regret in the future.

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Fynn Kingdom…

The giant Bone Ship, Poseidon, hovered above the capital city of the Fynn Kingdom.

Eiko was tasked to protect this place by her Papa, and for this reason, she took it very seriously.

She already told the Pirates in the Ford Federation about the upcoming Abyssal Invasion and also assigned the Three Supremes, as well as the other Saints that belonged to that region, to defend it.

Princess Camilia, who was the temporary Steward of the Fynn Kingdom, had already assigned the Generals, as well as the High-Ranking Nobles, to create temporary evacuation sites where the people could take shelter just in case an Abyssal Gate appeared in their territory.

Upon hearing the news, the majority of the citizens of the Fynn Kingdom decided to migrate to the capital city, where the strongest powers of the Kingdom were gathered.

Fortunately, the Fynn Kingdom had an underground shelter beneath its capital city, which the first King of the Kingdom had constructed during his reign.

Although it wasn’t big enough to accommodate all of the citizens of the Kingdom, it still gave others a place to stay in preparation for the upcoming invasion.

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Karshvar Draconis…

“The time has finally come,” the Dragon King softly muttered as he stood on the balcony of the Royal Palace.

His hands were clasped behind his back as he looked at the capital city that had stood for thousands of years.

A moment later, a sigh escaped his lips as he raised his hands.

The air around him fluctuated as a ripple of power radiated from his body.

“Rally to me!” the Dragon King shouted.

His powerful voice was carried by the wind and reached all the Floating Islands that belonged to his kingdom, including the islands of the Outer Reaches.

Soon, all the floating islands started moving and slowly flew toward the capital city of Rex Lapis.

In order to overcome the Abyssal Invasion, all of the Dragons and Dragon Borns under his rule must unite and stand as one.

He would not take this invasion lightly, and he even planned to awaken the Elders of the Dragonkind who had sworn to protect their race from any threats that would endanger their survival.

Having finished what he needed to do, the Dragon King took a deep breath in order to regain the strength he used when he merged the Floating Islands together.

Half a minute later, he glanced to his side, where a man, who seemed to be in his early forties and was wearing black robes, stood with a smile on his face.

“Appolyon, what are you doing here?” the Dragon King asked in a cold tone.

The man standing before him was none other than the Supreme Leader of Memento Mori, one of the powerful organizations in the world that no one wanted to offend.

“There is only one reason why I am here, Azza,” Appolyon replied. “I came here for the Dragon Graveyard.”

The Dragon King, Azza, looked at the man in front of him with a calm expression on his face.

If these were normal times, he would have already attacked the man before him due to the absurdity of his words.

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The previous Dragon King had left a dying will.

He decreed that if the Abyss were to once again descend into the world, the reigning Dragon King must surrender the Floating Island, where the Graveyard of the Dragons was located, to the current leader of Memento Mori.

The number of Power Houses in Elysium had long degraded after the first Abyssal War.

In order to compensate for the disparity in numbers, the dead Dragons must rise to protect the living.

Azza clenched and unclenched his fists because the Dragon Graveyard was sacred to their race.

It was the most protected island in Karshvar Draconis, second only to the Capital City of Rex Lapis, where the Dragon King reigned.

The reason why it was heavily protected was to ensure that Necromancers couldn’t sneak inside and desecrate the remains of the Dragons, who chose it to be their last resting place.

After a while, the internal battle inside his mind ended.

Although he was still unwilling, he reluctantly nodded his head.

“Promise me one thing,” Azza said through gritted teeth. “Unless it is a last resort, do not raise the dead of the Dragon Kind.”

Appolyon sighed before nodding his head.

“You have my word,” Appolyon replied.

The Dragon King then rose towards the sky and made a gesture for Appolyon to follow him.

Azza knew that, sometimes, sacrifices must be made for the greater good.

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Lady Augustina looked at the beautiful elf in front of her with a frown.

Hereswith had personally asked for an audience with her in order to discuss the possibility of raising the dead Dragons that belonged in the Crystal Palace for the upcoming war.

Similar to the Dragon King, Azza, she was very reluctant to agree to this.

However, she also understood that this was something that would help bolster their forces and help them repel the invaders.

Also, Hereswith was no ordinary Necromancer.

She was a Heaven’s Necromancer and Lux’s Grandmaster.

Since she had a connection with the Half-Elf, who was now Aurelia’s secret lover, Lady Augustina believed that Hereswith wouldn’t do anything that would harm the Crystal Palace or break ties with them.

If there was one Necromancer that she would allow to enter their Graveyard, it would be none other than Hereswith.

“Very well,” Lady Augustina said. “But, after we win, you will let them get the eternal rest that they deserve.”

“Okay.” Hereswith nodded. “You have my word.”

The other Necromancers of Memento Mori were also visiting the Ancient Battlefields all over the world, raising their Undead Armies and increasing their ranks.

Out of the Seven Stars of Calamity, Memento Mori had only managed to gather five of them.

Hereswith was able to find one of them, and it was now her contracted Beast.

After losing Antero, Hereswith had lost one of her most powerful Trump Cards. Even so, the Star of Calamity that was now under her command would play its role when the Abyssal Monsters invaded their lands.