A year has passed since the six hosts supposedly entered the center of the world to claim their inheritance. During this time, the power dynamics of the world had already changed. Just a month ago the first fleet of the invaders had touched down at the edges of the central continent and the Chaos began.
From conquering small villages, razing, and looting, to building defensive structures and more strange structures. Countless skirmishes have taken place as a means of gauging each other's strength.
..... Blood Mountain.....
"What the hell is this?" Blink muttered as he gazed at the massive map with figurine representatives of the various forces in the continent. Since the arrival of the invaders, the blood mountain has been bombarded day and night by various forces of various races. Thanks to the four true bloods, the undying army, and Blink they have been holding out for a whole month.