Aaron returned to the Manor. He immediately found Namek, who was guarding the basement. Meanwhile, Elisa had joined her mother and Viola in refining more mana recovery potions.Aaron approached. "Mr. Namek, I need your help."Namek straightened. "Lord Aaron, please tell me what you require first."Aaron took a deep breath. "Do you know where I can hire people to construct my territory?"Namek nodded thoughtfully. "Ah, so that’s your intention. There are several construction groups available, for example, Tom’s Construction Works and Jerry’s Construction Works."He explained further, "For normal territory buildings, Tom’s group is more than capable. But if you want specialized structures, wizard towers, spell-testing chambers, or fortified halls, then Jerry’s group is the one to approach."Aaron nodded in understanding. But in his mind, he pictured a cat and mouse chasing each other, wrecking everything in their path. With cautious tone, he asked, "Mr. Namek… do those two teams have an

Holy City – Gathering Grounds In the crowded hall, Aaron soon spotted familiar figures Bloodiene, Moonlight, Nomikana, and Marina. Each stood surrounded by their own groups, radiating authority. Before Aaron could greet them, a commanding voice rang out. A stern official stepped forward and barked orders: "Line up and report your information! Later, you may form teams, or go solo if you’re confident in your strength. You need to fight and kill the dark factions. Earn 1,000 contribution points, and you’ll be permitted to leave this place and use the teleportation channel to return home."Aaron frowned in confusion. Before he could speak, Marina approached. "Sir Aaron, would you like to join us?"Bloodiene followed, her tone equally earnest. "Sir Aaron, you may join any of our teams. We’ll ensure you earn the required points and leave the Holy City safely."Aaron’s expression remained uncertain. Nomikana stepped in, her voice steady. "Sir Aaron, Moonton City has been breached by the

Holy City – Registration Booth ExitKonda smiled faintly, his tone calm but firm. "Very well. My terms remain the same, unlike the other three powers, we do not bind members with loyalty contracts."Aaron nodded politely. "In the future, if I ever join a power, I’ll give priority to the Adventurer Guild."Konda leaned forward, "Then tell me your name and place of origin."Aaron replied without hesitation. "Aaron. My hometown is Green Village, in the Barren World."Konda inscribed the details into the ledger, then handed over a small badge glowing faintly with runes. "Your identity is registered. Do not lose this token, it contains your information and will track the contribution points you earn against the Dark Faction. If you fall in battle, your body will be returned to your territory."Aaron accepted the badge, bowed slightly, and left the booth. Outside the BoothAs Aaron walked away, footsteps hurried behind him. A voice called out: "Friend, stop. May we talk for a while?"Aa

Noomt Town – Frontline of Despair Noomt Town lay shrouded in gloom. Beyond its walls, the Dark Aura spread like a suffocating mist, twisting the air itself. The people of the Light Faction stared in horror, the advance of the Dark Faction was far too rapid. Within the aura, vague shapes shifted and stirred, but none could discern what they truly were. The Mage Towers surrounding the town flared to life, runes glowing as they wove a protective barrier across the walls. On the battlements, wizards and archers stood ready, their eyes fixed on the encroaching darkness. Every bowstring was taut, every spell prepared, yet unease gnawed at their hearts. At the center of the town, the Teleportation Channel pulsed with light. It worked without pause, summoning reinforcements in waves.Aaron stepped out of the glowing Teleportation Channel, and the weight of despair struck him instantly. The air was heavy, filled with depression and dread. A group of wizards stationed nearby rushed forw

Yet the enemy was not without counters. Aaron watched as Dark Faction wizards unleashed spells to burn, freeze, or sever the vines. At the same time, volleys of destructive magic battered the Golem. Its massive body began to crumble under the assault.But then, something unexpected happened. From the fragments of its collapsing form, smaller golems, each one meter tall, emerged. They rushed headlong into the undead ranks, exploding upon death. Each detonation unleashed a field of earth spikes covering 100 square meters, impaling dozens of enemies at once.Aaron’s eyes widened. The battlefield was a storm of destruction, holy beams, cannon fire, vines, and golems tearing through the undead tide. Yet the horde pressed on, endless and unyielding. For Aaron, it was both terrifying and exhilarating. Every kill meant more experience points, and this chaos was the perfect harvest.Dark Faction – Command Tent Inside a dimly lit tent, four cloaked figures sat in silence, their faces hidden b