After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, they returned to their seats and went about their business.

Jiang Wang also continued his research.

Having just obtained a sample of the General-level Black Hawk, he planned to modify the Alien Dragon, or even create a completely new unit.

And Aunt Li Xue naturally stayed in the insect nest where Jiang Wang was.

For her now, the threat from the Succubus Lord has been minimized, and she can control her body even during her menstrual period, so there shouldn't be any major problems if she stays in the Hive.

Moreover, the two needed to discuss what to do after entering the secret realm.

Anna, on the other hand, continued to control the Zerg's external military operations, launching campaigns against the Pingchuan battlefield from time to time.

Alice, who couldn't stand being alone, would occasionally go into the battlefield to hone her skills.

Everyone began preparing for the secret realm six months from now.

Time slips away quietly as we work hard.

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield.

In the vast universe.

Zhan Mo looked at Sun Mingyuan, who had a serious expression on his face, smiled slightly, and said calmly.

"Don't be so serious, I just wanted to come over and chat with you for a bit."

"What? You started a full-scale war just to have a chat with me? I'm pretty powerful, aren't I?"

Sun Mingyuan scoffed dismissively.

"Don't get so worked up. Even if I don't start a direct war, I believe the royal family won't let this go."

Upon hearing Zhan Mo mention the royal family, Sun Mingyuan narrowed his eyes as he looked at Zhan Mo in front of him.

What are you trying to say?

Hearing Sun Mingyuan's serious question.

Zhan Mo looked at Sun Mingyuan with some seriousness and said.

"You should also know that as long as you exist, some members of the royal family will not be able to sleep."

"How about we make a deal? You let us pass, and we'll help you wipe out the royal family. It's a win-win situation."

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his crimson pupils revealed a dangerous glint.

Upon hearing Zhan Mo's words, Sun Mingyuan remained silent.

Admittedly, if the War Demon could command all races, then this would indeed be a good solution.

But he couldn't.

The Kaiyuan Empire was not so easy to deal with either.

"Is that not allowed?"

Seeing Sun Mingyuan's expression, Zhan Mo slightly curled his lips and walked towards Sun Mingyuan while talking to him.

"Then we can make a deal."

"With years of war and assassinations by the old forces, I believe you no longer have high-quality platinum-level players entering the secret realm, right?"

As the War Demon drew closer, Sun Mingyuan began to accumulate power within his body, but the War Demon seemed completely unaware and continued to walk towards Sun Mingyuan step by step.

"In this main battle, 58 new Platinum-level players were added, and only 3 of them were Platinum Rank 9."

"Most of the remaining ones are mid-to-high level, or even low level."

"To enter the secret realm, I'll probably need to add up the gold, right?"

"When did the Star Alliance become so poor that they can't even gather enough people for the next secret realm?"

"Furthermore, are you confident in dealing with the royal assassins?"

At this moment, Zhanmo and Sun Mingyuan were only a few meters apart.

At this distance, even if the opponent is on guard, a master can still inflict damage simply by making a move.

But after hesitating for a moment, Sun Mingyuan still gave up the attack.

This distance might be enough to injure the War Demon, but then what?

At their level, killing them is extremely difficult. After being wounded, the War Demon will inevitably lead a large army to attack the Star Alliance.

Although Sun Mingyuan and others are not afraid of high-level battles.

However, those at the lower and middle levels were truly powerless to deal with the myriad races...

Just as War Demon said, the Star Alliance has fallen so low that it needs to bring in some gold-level players who are close to platinum.

I saw the fleeting grief and indignation in Sun Mingyuan's eyes.

The red light in the War Demon's eyes intensified.

"30 spots available."

"What?!"

Sun Mingyuan stared at the War Demon in front of him in disbelief.

"Wasn't I clear enough? I'll fill the 30 spots for you and deal with the hunters."

At this moment, the War Demon straightened his back, and his powerful aura caused the surrounding space to distort.

But the red light in his eyes grew even brighter.

"Heh...heh...dream on!"

Sun Mingyuan laughed in a fit of rage.

"There's no such thing as dreaming or not dreaming. All the deals that can't be closed are simply because the profits aren't big enough."

"Thirty spots, and I can extend the life of your Star Alliance by another hundred years."

How about these terms?

The War Demon stared straight at Sun Mingyuan in front of him.

"You? War Demon, aren't you overestimating yourself?!"

Looking at the War Demon's indifferent expression, Sun Mingyuan became angrier the more he thought about it. The two sides had been fighting for thousands of years, and even now the armies beneath their feet were killing each other.

Every minute, every second, countless lives are lost, and countless lives are lost...

Now, the War Demon actually wants to discuss cooperation with him and wants a quota?

And what's with this talk about extending the Star Alliance's lifespan by a hundred years?!

"Hehehe... Sun Mingyuan, do you know why you can only be the commander of the battlefield of ten thousand races, and not the helmsman of the Star Alliance like Zhou Gan?"

"Impulsive, arrogant, and self-righteously ruthless."

"All your excellent qualities are garbage in my eyes."

"At least, above you higher-ups, they're trash."

"A qualified leader must be a person with a clear mind, ruthless and cold-blooded, cunning and treacherous, and with a broad perspective. Unfortunately, you are not."

"I have some materials here. These are the latest developments in the study of the myriad races, as well as some information that you might be interested in. You can take them back and take a look, and discuss them with Zhou Gan. It won't be too late to make a decision then."

After saying that, the War Demon turned around and prepared to leave.

Sun Mingyuan clenched his fists as he looked at the ordinary terminal that the War Demon had thrown at him...

He desperately wanted to have a fierce and exhilarating battle with the War Demon.

But he can't...

Just as the War Demon said.

His soldiers could be so enraged that they would splatter blood five steps away.

But he couldn't, because every decision he made concerned the lives of hundreds of millions of people, and the parents of these children were longing for their children to come home...

Therefore, even when he is angry, he needs to restrain himself.

Because Starlink can no longer afford any more wrong decisions.

After a long while.

As the War Demon Ancestor departed, Sun Mingyuan took the terminal that was floating in the universe.

He turned and flew towards the Star Alliance's main camp.

His retreating figure was filled with humiliation, anger, sorrow, and desolation...

He received a message from his lieutenant as soon as he returned to the camp.

"General! The vanguard has achieved an initial victory! The offensive of all races has been completely contained on the main battlefield!"

"Um."

Upon hearing Sun Mingyuan's soft hum, just as the deputy general was about to leave, Sun Mingyuan suddenly spoke.

What is the casualty situation?

"Report! So far, casualties have amounted to approximately 2 billion civilian troops and 100 million heavy troops..."

The deputy general reported the casualties of each legion as if they were his own treasures.

Sun Mingyuan turned his back and listened to the cold numbers, his fists clenching tighter and tighter.

"Alright, you can go now..."

"yes."

Inside the large tent, Sun Mingyuan stared blankly at the virtual sand table map.

His once straight spine had somehow become bent.