[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-black-dragon-necromancer":3,"chapter-black-dragon-necromancer-black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-104":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Black Dragon Necromancer",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2312864,4521,"Chapter 104: Macro Strategy","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-104",104,"\u003Cp>“Sulede, we must immediately restart the reconstruction of Norasien Port—and do it fast.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sakavi, in his dragon form, pointed at the key port marker on the unfolded map of the Duke’s domain, his tone leaving no room for argument.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The opportunity to intervene in the direct war against Dimension 1872 has passed. But the Allied forces are running out of time—they must transport their main armies there before the local laws re-stabilize. Otherwise, all forces above the demigod level will be barred from entering.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his gaze, eyes gleaming with sharp strategic insight into logistics and critical chokepoints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This means the Allied supply lines will become unprecedentedly long and vulnerable. They need a core transit hub near the Abyssal Rift, capable of high throughput. Meanwhile, adventurers, mercenary bands, and freelance forces flooding in from countless worlds must have a forward base for organization, trade, and mission reception.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist clenched and tapped lightly on the location of the former Norasien Port.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Norasien is the best answer—and the opportunity we cannot afford to miss. Whoever controls this place controls the logistical lifeline of the next phase of war… and the nexus that draws in all forces.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My Lord, does this mean we will no longer participate in further operations? Though the Alliance deeply distrusts and excludes us, if we cannot deliver sufficient territory, our Duchy will face civil war—there are too many ways they can void the contracts they’ve signed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sulede, I think you’ve misunderstood my intent—or perhaps misjudged the nature of this war.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice from the throne slowed, carrying the depth of one who sees the entire board.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Abyss is not an isolated dimension, but a web of interconnected filth. Demons can surge forth from countless fissures—defeated here, they regroup elsewhere. To win this war, we must crush their main forces in a short time, then seal off all Abyssal passage routes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned forward slightly, shadows deepening with his movement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If we rashly throw ourselves into the Alliance’s main offensive, we’ll merely become expendable cannon fodder, gaining no real leverage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His finger traced a faint line through the air, as if sketching another path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our strength should be planted where it can take root. Rather than being used as cannon fodder on the front lines, we should turn our blade toward those Abyssal layers already breached by the Alliance but not yet fully controlled. Clear them. Occupy them. Raise our own banners.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice grew low and steady, like the utterance of an unshakable law.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Remember—in the Abyss, only the land you truly hold is yours. When others try to force us to give it up… they’ll find our roots have already sunk deep into the scorched earth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sakavi, I must admit—you’ve always seen the strategic horizon more clearly than I have.” Her voice, stripped of its usual decisiveness, carried a rare weariness of self-reflection. “This plan… was my mistake. I obsessed over calculations and drove myself to the cliff’s edge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She paused, as if savoring the bitterness of failure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I nearly cost us everything—and planted the seeds of today’s factional chaos. I bear primary responsibility for this loss.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Verna, this is not the time to assign blame. If you had chaired the last meeting, we’d have been in open civil war by now. I’m not here to accuse you—just don’t make decisions on your own. The Duke’s seat still belongs to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I formally apologize for my selfishness and recklessness.” Verna’s voice was low, heavy with unmasked gravity. “In this new order, we old-timers have become the minority clinging together for warmth.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Members like Brag, who never broke through to Legend, have been pushed to the very edge of power, all but forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The manpower and resources we can actually mobilize… are stretched thin. Sakavi,” she lifted her gaze, locking eyes with him, “facing this imbalance of internal and external power, this crumbling foundation… what is your next move?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Self-interest exists in everyone. Once a faction grows, its factions coil like vines—impossible to fully sever.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sakavi’s voice was slow, like molten rock stirring deep underground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the short term, neither you, nor I, nor Sulede can break through to demigod. Since we cannot achieve absolute dominance through strength, the only path left is to seek a new balance.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused slightly, a cold, piercing light flashing in his dragon eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The most direct way is to introduce new races and factions. Let their conflicting interests and positions check each other, forming a new equilibrium. But before that…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned forward, shadows engulfing the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Our immediate task is to divert their attention. Give those eager claws a worthy target to bite—make them watch each other, exhaust each other, rather than turning their spears uniformly toward our wobbling throne.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The first step in steadying the ship during a storm is sometimes not reinforcing the hull—but skillfully guiding its course, so the waves don’t smash it apart.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then you’ve already devised a complete strategy?” Sulede’s voice was quiet but clear and steady, tempered by experience. “Then tell me—what exactly must I and Verna do next?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“First, you must remain here and hold Agrik.” Sakavi’s voice brooked no argument. “The grain fields of the Bohe Plain must be restored as quickly as possible—that is the foundation of everything to come.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And the reconstruction of Norasien Port must proceed immediately. It will become the lifeline for grain and munitions transport—and the frontline where all factions converge.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused slightly, dragon eyes gleaming with the shrewdness of a ruler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soon, the tentacles of guilds, merchant leagues, even the Church will reach for it. While they scramble to establish themselves, make them pay hard gold and silver for land-use rights in the port zone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He deliberately slowed his pace. “Then use their prepaid funds to drive the port’s own construction. Let their ambitions become the bricks of our city.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He emphasized the final sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Especially the Gold Radiance Temple Guild under the Dragon Worshipers—give them proper attention, but make them pay a ‘corresponding’ price. They are the key; use them well, and they can pry open far more.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There, you must control not only the pace of reconstruction, but also the pulse of these ‘patrons.’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I understand. But both tasks require dedicated personnel.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sulede paused briefly, then replied with calm precision—he did not question the mission, but moved straight to execution.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Demons have penetrated the very fabric of the land. I need a fully organized druid team—preferably with senior members of ancient sects like the Heart of the Woods or the Root Wardens. Only they can fully purify the soil, awaken the earth veins, and restore clean grain to the plain.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his gaze, continuing with calm, unwavering resolve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for Norasien Port, during the initial influx of factions, we must station a force of sufficient weight—loyal only to you—to deter all schemers. It need not be large, but must be elite, conspicuous—so that anyone with ill intent, the moment they step into the port, clearly sees: the order here is guarded by the shadow beneath dragon wings.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Agreed. I will assign three thousand ‘Black Dragon Wings’ under your command, led by Aekilun. They are sufficient to establish an unchallengeable order in Norasien Port. But remember—their primary mission is deterrence and defense. Do not involve them in local affairs unless absolutely necessary.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When mentioning druids, his tone softened slightly, tempered by realism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“As for the druids to purify the land… I will have Vylanser attempt contact through her channels. But success is not guaranteed—those ancient sects act by their own rules and prices.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He fixed Sulede with a sharp gaze. “Prepare for it—if they agree to act, the cost will be high. Gold, rare materials, even certain ‘promises’ may be part of the deal. All we can do is offer terms of sufficient weight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sakavi, what about me? Will I go with you to Dimension 1872?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sakavi, what is my task?” Verna stepped forward, her voice regaining its usual composure and edge. “Will I accompany you to Dimension 1872?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Precisely.” A knowing glint flashed in Sakavi’s dragon eyes. “There, forces, ambitions, and blades from countless worlds will converge—a spectacle unlike any before. I need you there as my eyes, untangling the tangled threads of intelligence.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused slightly, his tone revealing deeper intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This also serves as the perfect invitation to send our own faction leaders there—to draw their focus away from this narrow chessboard of Agrik and toward the broader, far more dangerous Abyssal battlefield.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sank lower, carrying the weight of long-term design.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Prepare yourself, Verna. We will remain there… for a very long time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I knew it… nothing escapes your planning.” Verna leaned back, letting out a faint laugh tinged with admiration and self-derision. “This long-term strategy—hasn’t it been playing out in your mind countless times since before the war even began?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She shook her head, her gaze complex as it fixed on the dark shadow upon the throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When I first saw you holding back, I secretly thought you were too attached to your hoard of treasure, too afraid to join this seemingly perilous but immensely profitable Abyssal campaign…”\u003C\u002Fp>",1524,"2026-06-20T13:10:04.638Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","9a9d8bd0b1e61ceb7eb9c09b94b10a3c60f08a19f3d956e1b6a67bb6c708fc62","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-105","black-dragon-necromancer-chapter-103",145,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fblack-dragon-necromancer-cover.jpg"]