Chapter 768: The Shifting Balance of Power

"I-I want to join the Eternal Star Alliance, they didn’t threaten me in any way." Garrick quickly answered.

He knew some of the Ancient Race Alliance’s customs. Although most were capable, the law rested in the hands of the strong. Whoever was stronger would be the leader. If Ferguson was beaten by someone, even he would need to step down.

Of course, such a law of the jungle was normal in the Ancient Race. Unfortunately, most of the Silverleaf Team Alliance was of a peaceful race. Although they were professionally skilled, they had little power to speak of.

Joining the Ancient Race Alliance with such a weakness, they could only be exploited for their work and talents.

Meanwhile, hearing Garrick’s answer, Brogan erupted in fury. "You are part of the Ancient Race, this is your destiny! Are you sure you want to betray us?"

"What do you mean, betrayal? Joining us is for a better future." Dorian stepped up, protecting the team behind him.

"Tell us what they offered. I’ll double it for you!"

"They didn’t offer me anything..."

"Nothing?" At this moment, Brogan didn’t know how to continue. Either he attacked the Eternal Star Alliance and wiped out the Silverleaf Team Alliance as an example, or he left.

"You should go back. They are already part of the Eternal Star Alliance, any further action would mean war with us."

"You!" Feeling humiliated, Brogan couldn’t help but urge the void beast he was riding to fire a beam of attack.

"Are you sure about that?"

The instant it detected an attack, the Eternal Military Outpost began gathering a beam, ready to obliterate them at a moment’s notice.

"Hmph! I’ll let you off this time..."

Feeling the threat of death from the Eternal Military Outpost, Brogan patted the void beast he was riding to back out.

Seeing him escape, Dorian switched the Eternal Military Outpost back to standby mode.

"It’s time for us to return to the Eternal Star Alliance Territory..." Dorian turned to the Silverleaf Team Alliance with a smile.

---

As Dorian and the others returned, the others from the Eternal Star Alliance were also going through a rain of fire to rescue every cosmic team that asked for help.

In reality, everyone connected to the Universal Runic System was like an open map. Their coordinates had long been laid bare to the Eternal Star Alliance, only waiting for them to shout for help.

If they hadn’t wanted to avoid suspicion of waging war, they would have saved everyone long before they were in danger. Unfortunately, to forge a reason, they could only wait.

As they continued to poach other cosmic teams seeking their help, the Grand Race Sovereign Alliance and the God Emperor Knight Alliance weren’t idle either.

Deploying their own means, they invaded each of the seven major alliances’ territories, poaching the foreign cosmic teams within. With a tacit understanding, the other would yield to the first team to arrive.

There were hundreds of thousands of cosmic elites left for them to recruit, thus, instead of fighting, they’d better attend to the others first.

As for the seven major alliances, busy dealing with problems from the dimensional-scale dark gate, they could spare only a pitiful amount of manpower.

Under this clearing operation, the cosmic teams wailing in despair found salvation, while the three major alliances began building their foundation as they invaded the other seven major alliances’ territories.

Of course, not everything was all sunshine and roses. After a while of poaching and invasion, forces sent by the seven major alliances finally erupted in fury and clashed with the three major alliances. Coupled with the occasional appearance of Tier 9 dark beasts attracted by the battles, casualties began to appear.

The Eternal Star Alliance could still preserve itself and defend with the invincible Eternal Military Outposts; the others, however, could only hold on or escape, leaving behind countless deaths and losses.

---

A month later, amid the frenzy, the hundreds of thousands of remaining cosmic team alliances were settled and redistributed among the ten major alliances.

"It’s a success..." Nash smiled, reading the report.

In this logistical battle, the Eternal Star Alliance won by a landslide. With the power of the Eternal Military Outpost and enough Chaos Stones, they didn’t need to worry about danger. Coupled with the coordinates from the Universal Runic System, they just needed to save, recruit, and settle each cosmic team.

All in all, under the protection of 30,000 Eternal Military Outposts, they were able to recruit 180 thousand cosmic teams. Coming close was the Grand Race Sovereign Alliance, recruiting 120 thousand cosmic teams.

With the Grand Race Sovereign Alliance’s large number, almost ten times theirs, they could have basically monopolized and saved all the other cosmic teams. Unfortunately, because of their low efficiency and coordination, they lagged slightly behind.

The God Emperor Knight Alliance wasn’t bad either, managing to recruit over 50 thousand cosmic teams. Although they lacked strength and numbers, they had unprecedented unity and generous conditions.

As for the remaining seven major alliances, they barely managed to save a few thousand to ten thousand cosmic teams on their side. It seemed the problems caused by the dimensional-scale dark gate were not so simple.

"I wonder if the peace treaty is still valid?" Nash mulled.

Initially, everything was civil. Although everyone was still poaching in the others’ territories, there was still reason and compromise. However, during the last few weeks, everyone had gone all out regardless of the cost. During the clashes, an incalculable amount of resources were spent, and countless casualties were suffered.

Although they still hadn’t taken out the big guns, they were basically about to fall into an all-out war.

Suddenly, just as he was deep in thought, a voice sounded from behind. "What are you worrying about?"

"Camilla? Elizabeth? You’re out of seclusion?"

"It’s done. We fully mastered our bloodline powers and broke through the 1,000th floor of the Altier Arcane Tower..."

"Good, good!" All his worries dissipated as he took them into a hug.

It had been three months since he last saw them. Still unable to break through the 1,000th floor of the Altier Arcane Tower no matter how they tried, they had gone into seclusion to dig deeper into their bloodlines.

It seemed the effect was not bad, breaking the barrier that separated the elites from the true peak.

One had to know that out of the countless cosmic elites, fewer than a thousand had broken through the 1,000th floor. Entering the level of legends, Nash couldn’t help but feel happy for them.

"Tell us, what are you worried about?"

"Did the dimensional-scale dark gates cause trouble for the alliance?"

"It’s not that. I’m just worried that we might enter a war next." Nash said, then began recounting what had happened over the past few months.

"Oh? It’s impossible for a war to happen. In fact, those seven major-level teams would want peace more than ever after building the dimensional-scale dark gate."

With such a massive advantage, how could they wage war before thoroughly enjoying its benefits?

Hearing their deduction, Nash’s clouded mind cleared up. Indeed, the advantage of the dimensional-scale dark gate wasn’t merely the Merit Source it could bring, but the layer of authority the Void Administrator provided!

Such authority couldn’t provide direct and massive improvement in a short time. It had to be digested and absorbed slowly.

"I guess the treaty will be changed at the next Altier Convention."

"It should be. First, the unbalanced territory must be distributed. New trading rules should also be implemented..." Nash fell into deep thought, considering what to add at the coming Altier Convention.

"That’s right. Why do you look so sluggish? Did you overtrain?" For such a straightforward point, Nash should have seen through the matter long ago.

"Might be because I’m overstudying. My mind is so filled with theories that I overlooked such a simple answer."

Although he had already rested for a month, streams of inspiration still surged through his mind from time to time, so much that he couldn’t help but push through it.

"You should really rest. Accelerating time at such a high magnitude so frequently would sooner or later drive you insane."

"That’s right. Furthermore, you still haven’t fulfilled the promise you made to us."

"This—" Before, he had promised to work hard and help them conceive a child for the next generation. However, as if isolated by different species, they couldn’t conceive no matter how they tried.

To solve this problem, Nash had to figure out the cause, solve it, and optimize the solution. This work was no less demanding than the Mind Hive Module System.

"You haven’t forgotten, have you?"

"No, of course not. Soon, once I’m done with the new runic module, I’ll find a solution to this problem."

"Hmph, you’d better!"

---

Soon, as they played and relaxed in the garden, the moment Nash had been waiting for finally arrived.

"The 100,000th elemental spirit has been born!"

Before Camilla and Elizabeth could understand what he meant, a vast power suddenly washed over their bodies.

The same thing happened to everyone in the Eternal Star Alliance. Feeling the massive power of will increasing their potential, power, and comprehension, they couldn’t help but look toward the center, filled with gratitude and admiration for Nash.

---

Inside the runic space, Nash continued to savor the evolution of the power of will.

"The third stage of will. I didn’t expect it would have this power..."

Although he had read about it in the book, personally experiencing its power was still in a league of its own.

"It must have reached the level of a Tier 10 powerhouse, right?" Even a hint of it was enough to shock his heart.

Looking around the origin space, it was still as silent as before.

Before they even broke out of their cocoons after evolving through the second stage of will, they had already advanced another level into the third stage. Soon, once the Mind Hive Module was complete, it should enter the fourth stage.

"It seems that resting is not an option."