"Good work, everyone. That was an amazing performance you put on back there. I’m sure those lizards will be shocked once they realize that they played right into our hands." Zion clapped as he sat in a room with everyone of importance.
"Wasn’t that orb a weapon, though?" Raven asked.
"Yeah, but it was a failed experint. I saw it sitting in my workshop covered in dust, so I decided to use it again, after modifying it, of course. Originally, it was my first take on a nuke without using the typical process of...you know what, I’m not even going to explain it to you because you wont understand it."
"Hey! I’m not stupid!" Raven growled
"Pfft, sure. With that shark brain of yours, only focusing on cultivation, I’m surprised you’ve held the heamistress position for this long."
"You little!" She leaped at Zion.
"AHHHHH!!"
"Get back here, you little bitch!"
"Wait! No! Auntie, I’m sorry! Ahhh!"
"I’ll feed you your own balls!"
While Raven chased Zion around the room, Zaleena took his place and started speaking.
"Now that the orb is in the hands of the dragons, we can start our attack. They will try to reverse engineer the weapon to use it against us while we least expect it. You see, the runes and magic circles on the orb don’t give it its power; it’s actually a lock."
Zion stopped running. "That’s right. When the dragons-OOOOOOF!" Raven tackled him and got one good punch in the face before returning to her seat.
"Ow. A-As I was saying. Since the dragons are masters of runes and magic circles, it wont take them a long ti to remove them. So, when they do, the weapon will activate. It’s actually one big, massive bomb that I had modified recently. It combines anti-matter with anti-mana, and there is a small particle accelerator in there, keeping everything in check."
Rebecca chid in. "Once the seals are broken, the particle accelerator will stop working, causing the anti-elents to go wild and combust after coming in contact with the orb. And once the blast touches the air, a chain reaction will occur, causing a continuous explosion for a period of ti."
"Yup, what she said." Zion clapped his hands. "Now, everyone get dressed, it’s ti for WAR!"
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"I did it. I DID IT! I need to inform Lacy Circe imdiately!" A dragon who specialized in runes and magic circles ran to Circe’s office with the orb in his arms.
"Excuse , Lady Circe, I’ve done it! I’ve cracked all the codes to the weapon!"
"Enter."
The dragon walked in and saw that Circe was already having a eting with a few people. Drakoth, the military general, and a few other important individuals who would be leading the charge against Zion.
"You claim to have broken the locks?" She asked
"Y-Yes, my lady. You see, I discovered that the magic circles and runes were actually locks to keep the weapon dormant. I’ve managed to break all of them, and now we should be able to use the weapon." He explained
"Should?" Circe asked, raising a brow.
"Y-Yes. You see, I’m not familiar with this kind of machinery. I even asked so of the dragons who worked with dwarves for years to see if they could understand what type of machine this is, but they couldn’t. However, they did say that they should be able to understand it once I’ve cracked all the locks."
Circe nodded. She too didn’t understand how the weapon operated and accepted the man’s reasoning.
"Good. We’re one step closer to victory. Give this to our blacksmiths so they can understand how it works. In the anti, we’ll start raiding the Holy Empire to weaken their overall strength. Normally, I wouldn’t do sothing like this, but Zion is as slippery as a snake, and I can’t take any chances against him."
"Really now?" A voice bood from the outside.
"What the fuck?"
"What was that?"
"A voice?"
Circe squinted her eyes and leaped out of her window. Looking into the sky, she saw a large holographic projection of Zion sitting in a chair.
"Zion!" She hissed.
"Hello, my fellow demigod." He smirked
"What are you doing here? Are you breaking the rules of continental warfare?"
"What? I’m not even here. See." He turned his cara to his war room, with everyone there. "I’m at my ho in the Holy Empire, you know, the place where you SHOULDN’T have sent your people to infiltrate."
Circe froze, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Why would I be in your land? It is you who needs to stay out of ours!"
"Projecting I see. Well, that’s okay. However, I think you have sothing that belongs to . It’s pretty big, silver, and very, very, powerful. I’ve misplaced it, and I’m pretty sure none of my people took it. It also can’t be the other races because they’re under now, so that just leaves you."
Circe’s anger rose. "What the hell are you talking about? Are you accusing of stealing your things?"
"I don’t know, am I? Do you or do you not have a large silver orb that has a ton of runes and magic circles on it?"
"No, I do not."
He nodded. "I see. So, if I activate the weapon remotely, a massive explosion wont go off in your kingdom?" Now, a sinister grin ford on his face.
Circe’s eyes widened. Was the weapon she stole a bomb? No, that wasn’t important right now. The real question was how Zion knew about her stealing it.
"A trap." She mumbled
"Ah, so you are smart. Well, I’m smarter. Did you seriously think I wouldn’t know when two dragons entered my fucking empire? I knew you were gonna pull so shit like this the mont you declared war. So, I acted first. You dragons and your-"
"I don’t believe you." Circe interrupted him.
Zion’s expression darkened. "What?"
"I don’t believe that you purposely had us steal a bomb."
"So you’re admitting to sending your people to my empire, breaking the rules of continental-"
"Do you think I care about that?" Her voice bood. "I know how you operate. You make a statent, but you wouldn’t send a bomb that could wipe out a third of the kingdom. You could have caused more destruction last ti, but you didn’t."
Drakoth, the war general, and the others ca out of the office and floated next to Circe.
Zion smiled. "Do you wish to test that theory of yours?"
Circe smiled back. "Try ."
Silence.
"Hahahahahahahaha! Bravo! Bravo, Circe. You got . You got good. Yeah, you’re right, I didn’t send you a bomb. I just wanted to make a statent, one that showed you that I have eyes and ears everywhere in my empire, so don’t try any bullshit with . Prepare your troops, we’re going to war in three days. Fuck the two weeks we had left." With that, Zion disappeared.
Circe breathed a sigh of relief. She truly thought Zion actually had them steal a weapon to harm them internally, but thankfully, she guessed correctly.
"My dear, Zion ans what he says. We should prepare our troops."
"You’re right, Drakoth, lets-"
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
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