“Shit! Did Irpoll go to the Spiritual World?” Ruth asked with concern in her voice, feeling that this was a terrible sign.”,

“Your Majesty…” One of the level 102 men looked at Minos, also disturbed by this change in the War of the Worlds situation.

Minos looked at the being that was leading them to the spaceship that this force would lend them and asked. “How long have you been collecting this information? Can you tell me the real-time situation of the fighting between the Mechanic Empire and Irpoll?”

“No, unfortunately, we don’t have control over the galaxy at that level. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have allowed Irpoll to invade one of our worlds… Anyway, this information must be 15 to 20 months behind the current situation.” The individual replied before they entered a spaceport on the planet.

“Shit! We’re still over 20 weeks away from The Adamant Land,” the robot commented to his group. “We must hurry, Your Majesty. Maybe we’ve taken too long.”

Minos already had that in mind as his aura became infinitely more intimidating, showing the natives that the seemingly weakest of the group was actually a hidden monster.

“Aren’t you enemies of the Mechanic Empire?” The level 100 Sovereign asked, sensing that something was wrong.

“We are, but we’re also from the world that weakened the Mechanic Empire before Irpoll got involved in the current war.” Minos said, making all the creatures between levels 97 and 100 understand the situation of this powerful group.

“That’s… I’m sorry.” The strongest one immediately expressed his regret. “Unfortunately, we can only help with our best ship. We have no way to shorten the journey any further. Universal wormholes take hundreds of years to form.”

The group knew this. Even powerful beings couldn’t create space tunnels that were stable and long enough to travel across the universe. The limitations of a single cultivator, even as powerful as those in Minos’ group, were far inferior to the combined work of many individuals behind the creation of universal wormholes. Therefore, they had little else to do but continue their plans to get to The Adamant Land as soon as possible.

“Sigh! Thank you for your help. When we’ve sorted everything out, we’ll give you back your ship and pay you for your gesture of support,” Minos said, knowing these natives were not to blame for the problems in the War of the Worlds.

As soon as he had said this, Minos led his people to a medium-sized spaceship, but with even more advanced technology than the ships of the Mechanic Empire.

Such a ship couldn’t travel at Minos’ top speed, but even he couldn’t maintain his speed for long before he had to stop to cultivate. Thus, the ship could shorten the journey ahead a bit, which was the best they could manage at the moment.

In less than half an hour on this world, they moved on to a planet a week away, where, according to their information, there was another universal wormhole that would take them very close to The Adamant Land.

‘Damned Irpoll! You’ll pay if you’ve harmed my people!’ Minos thought as they watched the atmosphere of the previous planet fall away for another journey through space.

…

While Minos and his group were ‘only’ a few months away from the Spiritual World, about three years had passed on this planet since the decision of the three Gods of Irpoll to moderate their actions in anticipation of the end of the Ice Age and the weakening of Callie.

Irpoll had ended their domination over the Continent of Beasts, leaving only the Central Continent as the home of the natives of the Spiritual World. Even the once famous South Sea was now under the control of this alien civilization!

The Elven Island had been lost about a year ago, when Aurae had been forced to flee to the Black Plain Empire to escape the expansion of Irpoll’s domains.

Half of the elven tribe had been lost, weakening not only that race, but all the natives of the world.

Previously, there had been over 100 billion living beings on this planet at the time Minos left for his universal journey. But now, about 14 years later, that number had been decimated by the combination of the Ice Age, the Mechanic Empire, and the Irpoll.

There were currently only 35 billion living beings left in this world, the vast majority of whom were currently on the Central Continent.

But even this piece of land at the center of the world was no longer untouched. Five months ago, the Irpoll forces had defeated the native coalition of the world and entered the Black Plain Empire through the Evergreen region.

Abby had used the last high-level corpses she had. But even with her and Callie’s participation, they could not defeat their opponents and were forced to abandon part of that territory.

The Ice Age end was less than three years away, and Callie’s powers were weakening!

At the current rate, in a few more months, the enemy Gods could launch a powerful and final attack against the forces of the Central Continent to end the War of the Worlds once and for all!

Meanwhile, the core of the Mechanic Empire was hiding in the depths of the Ancestral Sea, where they had suffered occasional attacks from their historical enemies, but had lost far less than the natives of this world.

But all sides in the confrontation knew that, with or without Minos, the War of the Worlds would have to end in the coming months!

…

In the Spatial Kingdom of the Stuart Family…

Abby was back there after her defeat in the continent’s south, having returned for the ending battle against her enemies.

Unfortunately, the outlook for her people was not positive. In a few months, they could fight the last battles of their lives!

Thus, the Spatial Kingdom was not at its best, and the people there cultivated in silence, preparing as best they could for the ultimate disaster that might lead to the death of most of them.

The children of Minos had lived in this place all these years and had improved their strength. Unfortunately, only 14 years was not enough for any of them to become experts.

As for Minos’ elderly relatives, such as his grandfather, grandmother, aunt, and wives’ relatives, unfortunately, they had only improved by 2 to 4 levels since he left, even counting those who abused cultivation resources to forcefully increase their strength.

If you went to that place that was once so cheerful and vibrant, you would see a tense area where several people were cultivating in silence with terrible expressions on their faces.

Even the cheerful Kyla, who had recently reached level 90, was not optimistic about the future.

‘Sigh! It would be so nice to see my big brother again…’ the fox thought. ‘Will we meet in the afterlife? I hope so. That might be the only good thing about our end.’

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