In this strange world, those who hold the power of rule are called lords! They are able to rule this vast land because they possess incredible treasures, and the twelve most powerful lords are gods!

I came to this world in an unexpected disaster, obtained a broken treasure, fused it with the soul of the earth, and turned it into a war workshop.

The War Workshop possesses incredible magical powers, capable of producing large numbers of soldiers, scimitars, spears, and bows and arrows. I want to evolve! I want to become more powerful!

"Twenty Thousand Years of Magic Empire" "The elves criticized us humans for having no faith and no reverence; they accused our magic of being too utilitarian and making the undead work in the fields; they laughed at humans for not having the protection of the racial gods and being just savage monkeys." "Let me clarify: Yes, we are barbarians!" "Forget about those boring disputes about faith, culture, and moral speculation." "When the empire wins, scholars will defend us." "To conquer the astral world, we need 100 stable portals, 1,000 star battleships, 100,000 well-trained spellcasters, the coordination of a thousand-member wizard council and a magic education system that teaches everyone. In short, we need a great empire!" ……………Returning from the end of time, Erian witnessed the end of this Western fantasy universe with his own eyes. Someone must stand up and unify all the planes...