I'm a monster in Demon King's Castle

No one spoke in the hall.

“The Demon King's City has definitely grown taller…” Woodson compared various data from Bone City and noticed a slight difference.

In fact, after completing the research on the "Hammer," Li Yue naturally had to quietly test whether he could expand the force field of the Giant God Soldier to the entire city, and then, with Noremore's power, uproot Bone City.

Because it involved a part of the Abyss Maw and the Underground City, it was not easy to put back, resulting in a slight difference in height.

“It's also possible that we were knocked lower.” Qihe said coldly, “This is war, not something you can grasp the full picture of by hiding in the City of Divine Vows.”

In Qihe's understanding of war, losing a layer of land was normal; this area had already been hit by small suns twice.

Once on the Bone City wall, and once at the Scorched Earth Camp.

“Shut up, will you? Just because you have a sword hidden in your eyebrow, you think you're amazing?” Woodson mercilessly mocked Qihe, “Once you use up this sword from the High Tower, you might not be far from death.”

“Hopefully, you can use this sword to chop off the commander or the Demon King's head; otherwise, you'll definitely know the consequences better than us…”

Qihe frowned and didn't speak—this sword was his last resort in this war. If it couldn't fundamentally impact the battle, the mission the High Tower gave him would be equivalent to failure.

“This?” Wright's voice tightened.

“Since it's known that it can cause ineffective damage to the Demon King's City, it's like using it as a key to open a vault…”

Jiao Xingyu's eyes reflected madness: “Bad! Now, send you back!”

As the royal flag under the Eight Chokeholds Fortress rose, eight spires tore through the eternal night, projecting dazzling light.

More than once, Qihe had wondered if his leadership in the campaign had chosen the wrong target.

“He's right, really.” Wallace cursed everyone in his heart, then said to Woodson in a sarcastic tone, “He has indeed proven the value of the Holy Path Army, so this time, I have an even more important task for him…”

“The Holy Path Army has twice retreated into the Demon King's City, once at the Colosseum and once at the Cemetery of Light.” Woodson was not angered by Wallace's provocation, “We have proven our ability to penetrate the interior, and we even brought back the bones for the empire…”

“I am willing to abide by the promise… I am willing to fulfill the vow…” Woodson didn't care about Wallace's sarcasm, swore on the spot, and then took the square box that slowly floated from the light sphere.

When the walls of Bone City are breached, a light curtain will open above the Demon King's City, teleporting the empire's most elite troops to reap the rewards.

Moreover, Charfas's eagerness to steal knowledge was strange, always with a subtle sense of incongruity, and Wallace always had doubts about its content.

It was mentioned again this time.

From beginning to end, Wallace hadn't looked at Nore even once.

Beside Wallace was the clockwork box once held in Tyr's hand.

“Remember, this time, your target is the library. You must open the library!” Wallace's gaze kept drifting towards the square box in Jiao Xingyu's hand, “If you can't retrieve the knowledge inside, then open it!”

“Otherwise, what should we do? We can't develop more uses for this kind of dark matter for the time being; we can only use it to set off mushroom clouds…” Wallace spread his hands.

But no matter how Yihe heard it, it sounded like mockery.

“Hmm… you've hit the nail on the head. Tell me, is there?” Wallace turned his attention to the Knight Commander of the Holy Path Army, “You've modified him, haven't you? What's the result?”

“Now, is there really a chance to use it?” Wallace finished his statement and spread out his hands.

Wright thought for a moment and temporarily cut off the light sphere projection in the reception hall.

“But this is all we have… Dark matter extracted from chaos, once used, it's gone.” In the Creation Department, Wright's light sphere turned to speak to Jiao Xingyu.

Wright fell silent.

“We haven't accumulated enough power, we've tolerated the demons for too long…” Seeing Wallace leave, Nore suppressed his anger and stood up to make his final declaration, “Today, this Bone City will collapse, and these demons will retreat into the abyss of death!”

“Cough, cough…” Wallace, sitting beside Qihe, bandaged his wounds and coughed twice, “The Demon King's City has grown taller, so what? Does it have any impact on our war?”

“You should just hold onto that sword and not let go. Cut when you need to cut; otherwise, you won't have a chance.” Jiao Xingyu kindly reminded Yihe.

“Is everything ready?” Nore looked at Fisher.

“Ready.” Wright narrowed his eyes slightly and, through the light, saw the empire's military formations at the Great Chokehold, as well as the group army ready to depart in the City of Divine Vows.

Spires, steam mechs, and clockwork warriors all cost money, and no matter how much you spend, it's never enough.

“Then, let me do the math with you. The Creation Department only has that little bit of money. There's no way to support the war while also conducting in-depth research on this.” Wallace patted the square box, scaring Wright into narrowing his eyes.

“What exactly do you want?” The people in the conference hall were waiting, and Wright urged Wallace, “This is not the place for you to scold people.”

“The specific details of the attack are left to you; you're better at fighting than I am.” Jiao Xingyu finally turned his gaze to General Fisher of the Royal Sword, and then disappeared from the light sphere.

“And you've also seen that what the Demon King's City is showing is like we have endless resources!” Jiao Xingyu began to scold.

Would it be easier to advance into the Great Ice Rift or the Fire Burning Valley?

“We've discussed it, and this honorable task is given to you. Take the oath! Practice the Holy Path!” Wallace greeted Woodson with a very perfunctory tone.

Jiao Xingyu lowered his head slightly, and eight light wings unfolded behind him.

“Exchange it for enough resources, and then slowly extract it later…” Wallace burst out with great emotion towards the light sphere, “Otherwise, our progress will be stuck here. The High Tower's sword isn't for us to use, and if the eight spires aren't enough to open the city walls, are we going to fight the Demon King's City for decades?”

“Of course, we have to use 'that'…” Wallace spread his hands, “The High Tower's sword isn't under our control, and only eight spires have been built. What if 'that' doesn't kill them?”

If Li Yue were present, he would recall the clockwork box that appeared in Tyr's hand during Oogie Boogie's final ritual before his death—it seemed to be a very meaningful thing, but Wright had weighed the pros and cons and didn't let Tyr open it.

“You're acting strange.” Wright didn't understand some of Wallace's strange vocabulary and said with a straight face.

“Ready.” Fisher nodded and turned to Wright in the light sphere, “And the reserve army?”

Otherwise, why insist on breaking through the Demon King's City, opening its vault, and multiplying assets with demons?

“Bones…” Wallace became angry when he mentioned this—among hundreds of tons of bones, there were only a dozen pounds of self-healing bones, and their shapes were very strange, making it impossible to reproduce the technology of the bone-guided cannon.

The twilight earthworms in the Underground City were the same; just refining them into dim soil was a huge expense, and the Creation Department's budget simply wasn't enough to support research of that scale.

“It's not easy to have Holy Path troops willing to die. They can both attack the Demon King's City and be willing to detonate themselves. It doesn't hurt if they all die, and the Knight's Oath restricts them from regretting it…”

“…Alright.” Wright thought for a moment and agreed with Wallace's logic.

“In just two months, the national treasury is about to run dry. The resources absorbed by the old Holy See haven't been realized yet, unless you ask those guys inside the Royal City to increase investment; otherwise, I predict this war will shake the foundation of the empire.” Wallace wore an expression of being out of ideas.

The light sphere expanded, enveloping Wallace and the clockwork box, and reappeared in the reception hall of Great Chokehold Eight.

“Alright, never mind whether it's grown taller or not…” Wallace explained the usage of the spires in detail to General Fisher of the Royal Sword, making the final preparations for a full-scale offensive.

But perhaps it can be used for other purposes.