Lynch furrowed his brow, because in his impression, there seemed to be no place called "Sunrise Bay" on the Anriel Continent. He brought the Martial Monk to the large map, hoping he could mark its location.

Regula drew a cross in a mountain range at the border between Haisas and Yim. He said, "Due to the rush, I can't be sure of the exact position of that place, I can only guess approximately by observing the stars."

"Thank you, I understand." Lynch looked at the cross on the map, contemplating the Snakemen's purpose in gathering their armies. Whether they were heading towards Haisas or Yim, they could at least disrupt the last remaining human economic system. The food from Haisas and the manufacturing from Yim are the most crucial supplies and equipment sources for the entire allied forces. It seems that this place called Sunrise Bay is the most important target in the attack operation.

After settling Regula in the Five Realms Fortress, Lynch ordered all the warriors and mages participating in the training to gather, completely isolating them from the outside world to ensure no information leaked out. It only took one day for Lynch to teach the mages and some warriors the method of setting up the timing device and to inform them of the main action plan.

"This is tantamount to a suicide attack, I can't guarantee you'll all come back alive," Lynch said to them. "At the same time, think about the effect it can achieve! The Snakemen's mighty fortress will turn into rubble in the flames of the explosion, and those ugly creatures attempting to invade and enslave us will also be blown into flying fragments. The advantage will tilt the scales of victory back to our side!"

But such words could not completely dispel everyone's concerns. With less than two hundred people attacking almost all of the Serpent's army? Even with the aid of powerful weapons, it might not go as smoothly as Lynch imagined. However, a mage finally said, "If any of you have a better idea, you can bring it up. You should know that what I'm offering is not victory, but the hope of victory."

"What challenge could be harsher than a nearly certain death mission with a slim chance of success?" A Paladin patted his chest and said, "The chance to prove myself is what I've been waiting for all my life! I demand to set out first!"

With a warrior leading the charge, none of Wislin's Paladins hesitated. For them, the challenge was merely the ladder to honor that they must climb, with no option for abandoning it midway.

Lynch turned his gaze to the members of the Mage Association, focusing on the young Sos. This apprentice suddenly smiled, stood up straight, and said, "In the future, everyone who participates in this operation will have their names etched in the annals of history. I don't want to miss such a good opportunity. The only regret is that we have to retreat before the bombs explode and won't be able to witness the spectacular scene described by the head of the association."

"What I hope most is that you all come back safely, rather than becoming festival fireworks." Lynch patted the table and said, "Now, I order you to prepare for the final action!"

"This mission is named 'Cutting the Grass!' Lynch spread his hands, "As long as everyone understands the meaning, that's enough."

There were no Teleportation Stones for the Snakemen in the Full-time Tower, and the Dwarf's Transmission Device was extremely cumbersome to use each time, easily attracting the attention of the Serpents. But with this Dwarven device, they could launch a surprise attack on a Snake-man Fortress possessing a Transmission Black Stone. The combined team of warriors and mages, ready and waiting, all gathered near the Transmission Device the next morning, equipped with the most advanced gear on the continent, and faced the start of the operation with high spirits.

The first wave of the offensive, however, was to be launched by the Great Mages of the Mage Association. Since Lynch had to operate on this side of the Transmission Device, he would not advance along with the vanguard. The elderly Great Mages, at the persuasion of Caso, finally decided to stretch their old bones a bit, letting the Snakemen taste the power of Magic.

"Make sure to protect your safety," Lynch said to his mentor, "Also, do not destroy the Transmission Black Stone. That thing has a very important use."

"Rest assured, I've foreseen this situation before. Now that we stand at this crossroads, hope and despair are only a thin line apart; any wavering will result in inevitable defeat." Caso stood in the center of the Transmission Barrier, tapped the ground three times with his Magic Wand. "But with us old bones here, in three taps, we can absolutely guide the war horse onto the path to victory."