A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 976: Plans



Archer awoke the following day to the sound of soft footsteps. Aisha entered his room, her arms full of papers. She approached his bedside, her face marked with concern, before stopping in front of the bed and speaking gently but thoughtfully, "Husband, there's something you need to hear."

He sat up with a yawn as Ari slept soundly wrapped in the soft blankets. Archer noticed the beautiful dragonkin woman staring at him with her blue eyes, which caused him to get up and take the papers.

'What's the Alliance up to now?' he thought as she started eyeing his body before biting her lip.

When Archer noticed the familiar gleam in Aisha's eyes, he flashed her a knowing grin. It was a silent signal they had both come to understand all too well over the years as their relationship developed.

Aisha would bring him the daily reports before they started making love, which annoyed everyone else. With a look of eager anticipation, she dropped to her knees, her hands pulling down his pants before wrapping her soft fingers around him.

"Carry on, darling," she said in a seductive tone. "We've done this many times, but you must fill me up this time."

Following that, Archer nodded as he shoved his cock in her mouth as started reading the spy's accounts of the Alliance's movements, but Aisha's warm mouth was distracting. He put the papers down before ravaging the dragonkin, who loved every second of it.

When they were done making love, the couple left the room and walked through the palace. She informed him of all the rumors that had poured into the kingdom that interested him. He soon discovered that the Alliance had been using Monster Tamers to build extra armies to fight them when the war started.

'We have about fifty legions plus another ten from the refugees and new recruits,' he thought while walking out into the garden.

When he saw the dark sky, Archer decided to attack the Swarm spell, which blocked the teleportation magic. After that decision, he built more weapons and war machines for several months.

He even supplied them with millions of white dragon scales that he had gathered over the years, which were added to the current and upcoming fleets. When they were ready to sail north to deal with the spell, a few women wanted to join him as the others worked on the war effort.

Draconia got to work and was thoroughly prepared for Archer's planned invasion of Avidia, thanks to the sun and water elves sinking Draconian shipping. There was a port city that his spies located that would be the perfect Strategic Base to launch a land invasion to conquer the continent.

The women had helped him formulate the plan, which involved bombarding the city and sending the First and Second Legions in to take it over and occupy it before spreading out across the continent as more armies landed.

He learned that Avidia was a key supplier of mana shells and crystals for the Alliance, something he wanted to control. Leira, Hemera, Elara, and Aisha would command the First and Second Legions, relying on the cat girls' tactical expertise.

Aisha would guide them, Elara would lead the troops, and Hemera would handle the heavy weapons. Meanwhile, some forces would remain on the ships, while others stayed behind to guard Draconia.

Archer sat on the balcony with Halime, Talila, and Llyniel, listening as they shared what they had been up to. Halime proudly mentioned that she had bred powerful snakes to guard the palace, while the silver-haired beauty spoke of training a legion of archers.

They were some of the best he had ever seen, to his delight. He listened happily, appreciating the dedication and skill of the women around him. Archer zoned out while they spoke among themselves.

He was taking in the breathtaking view of Draconia's vast landscape. The horizon stretched endlessly, with rolling emerald hills, dense forests, and crystal-clear rivers that glistened in the sunlight.

The towering mountains in the distance stood tall and proud, their snow-capped peaks cutting into the sky like the sharp edge of a blade. The sky was a brilliant shade of blue, with fluffy white clouds lazily drifting by, casting soft shadows on the land below.

'All this stress is worth having a safe place to call home,' Archer thought while standing up and walking over to the railings to look at Dragonheart City.

Following that, he spent the next couple of weeks taking out the harem on dates and spending quality time with each of them. The women were happy when the First Fleet left a northern port in Draconia.

Due to the worrying casualties the Naval Command predicted, the fleet was twice as large, so Archer boosted it with a dozen Battleships, Cruisers, and Destroyers. He funded the new ship's construction using the Wyldheart Companies' profits.

'Lucky I set it up years ago, and Ella has improved everything with the company, including the mining platforms that have been precious to the kingdom,' he thought with a proud smile.

They all agreed and sent Meredith, Nyx, Ashoka, Ari, Maeve, and Talila along with him. Archer wondered why his maid was coming with them, but the Council of Wives ordered it, so the blonde came with him.

Archer was on the DRN Archer's Pride as the Death Ships sped up and unleashed hell as they approached the Death Mist Barrier. The swarm of powerful Death Missiles sliced through the fog before hitting any enemy vessel or floating fortress on the other side.

"Amazing weapons you created, Master," Meredith commented. "When fighting Draconia, they must have nightmares."'

When the blonde spoke, she was referring to the Death Launchers test. Archer smiled as the memories came back to him. That attack caused chaos among the Alliance as they lost most of their fleet.

Even now, they haven't fully recovered due to the hit-and-run tactics Olivia has been using on their bases or fleets. The enemy hated the Draconian Missiles, but not as much as they hated

him.

Archer chuckled when explosions rang out on the other side. The Death Ships continued firing until they ran out and returned to the island before the First Fleet charged through while

firing their cannons.

He watched the powerful mana shells fly through the air and peppered the incoming Alliance ships. Explosions rang out while a dozen vessels started sinking just as they returned fire, but the Mana Shields blocked them, and even more projectiles hit.

While seeing this, Archer went to the bridge and saw Olivia panicking as she shouted orders after hearing that some of the ship's shields were weak. That's when shouts and screams were heard from the radios as two Destroyers were destroyed.

Archer wanted to cast the Cosmic Shield, but Olivia stopped as she spoke, "The First doesn't need your help, husband. We can do this."

The white-haired woman's voice cut through the chaos like a steel blade. With fierce determination, she roared into the radio, "Diamond Formation, now! Unleash every cannon -let nothing stand in our way!"

Her fingers flew across the control panel, activating the ship's weapons with decisive clicks. Archer watched Olivia's eyes blazed with unyielding resolve as she continued, "Illuminate their fleet and engrave the might of the First into their nightmares!"

Following that, every cannon the First had fired, and the sea erupted into a hell on Thrylos as flames washed across the surface. At the same time, the Draconian sailors used the Thunderbolt Thrower to fire into any smaller vessels.

Archer was getting excited as his fleet quickly demolished the Alliance, but he did notice they lost another seven ships due to sneak attacks by speedboat-like crafts. Seeing this, he thought, 'I need the Monster Army from the Domain.'

He watched the First Fleet surge forward like a tide of steel and fury. The Alliance's blockade was a dense ring of ships and floating fortresses, their dark shapes barely visible through the

smoky haze.

The Draconian ships advanced weaponry-gleaming Dragonfire Cannons and sleek Death Missiles-lit up the sea. Archer watched as the enemy blockade faltered, the once-impassable barrier of ships now breaking apart under the relentless assault.

Battleships fired colossal bursts of energy, their cannons roaring with relentless fury. The Alliance's defensive formations struggled against the onslaught, their ships erupting into flames and splintering apart under the heavy bombardment.

His heart raced with fierce satisfaction as the blockade's defenses crumbled-each explosion

and burst of energy. The blockade was falling, and the path to victory was clearing, "Push through! Maintain the assault!" Olivia roared to her crew, her voice filled with unrestrainedn/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

triumph.

The First Fleet pressed forward. Their path was now a corridor of destruction, opening the way for the invasion. Archer's gaze remained fixed on the scene, the chaos of the battle painting his face with the light of fire and resolve.

The Alliance was breaking as the First Fleet barreled through the destroyed enemy fleet, making their passage north even safer. Archer watched their rear and spotted a dozen Duskfire

ships chasing them.

'Damn fire elves,' he growled while casting Plasma Missiles and sending them flying toward the

enemy vessels.

Explosions erupted thunderously as the elven ships were obliterated in a fiery cascade. Archer's eyes glinted with fierce determination as he unleashed a torrent of powerful spells

toward the remaining enemy vessels.

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