Accompanied by the noises of complex drive shafts and mechanical joints moving rapidly through the deep and winding passages, a series of oil-burning vehicles loaded with supplies, connected end to end, completed 90-degree sharp turns without any hindrance and easily crossed the concave and uneven areas on the ground.
Because these so-called "cars" actually do not have even a single tire, they all rely on a mechanical arm support structure like a centipede to move.
The reason why it is designed like this is very simple.
Whether it is the ice layer on the surface or the complex tunnels in the underground world, neither of them can be passed normally by traditional wheeled vehicles.
The former can lead to severe skidding, while the latter can cause the vehicle to get stuck or overturn due to the complex terrain and very steep and narrow passages.
Only this kind of thin, long, and flexible means of transportation can move quickly and unimpeded.
In particular, the complex mechanical limbs can not only break the ice to prevent slipping, but also use the walls of the underground tunnel as support points to cross obstacles such as deep pits and underground rivers.
If they had not seen it with their own eyes and experienced it for several consecutive days, the members of the expedition would never have believed that a journey that would have taken them half a month or even a month could be completed in less than twenty hours.
You don't even have to worry about attacks from monsters, beasts, and looters in the darkness along the way.
Because if the opponent dares to get close, those extremely sharp mechanical limbs at the ends will pierce him to death without mercy, often cutting the whole person in half in one go.
"This is simply the easiest, most comfortable and safest surface expedition I have ever experienced in my life. With these means of transportation, we can even try to establish contact and trade with other settlements and cities around us."
The team leader gently stroked the fully automatic operating system and electronic screen in the cab, his eyes filled with deep shock that could not be described in words.
Because he doesn't even need to do anything now, just tell the machine which direction to go, and the rest can be completely left to the control system.
You have to know that since humans entered the underground world, basically everything including food, medicine, clothing, daily necessities, etc. has been in short supply. But if you want to find out the most lacking key thing, everyone will say four words without hesitation: "transportation."
Although at the beginning, residents of each city carried a large number of vehicles and excavators, fuel, batteries, and power generation equipment.
But as time goes by, the oil is quickly consumed in less than a few years, the power generation equipment and batteries are gradually scrapped, and ultimately they can only rely on cattle, horses and other livestock that have adapted to the dark environment.
This means that the connection between gathering places is strictly limited to the upper limit of the food supplies carried, which is just a few days.
Because people and livestock need food and water.
Most areas of the underground world are desolate and silent, and it is impossible to replenish these from the outside.
Therefore, a large city that masters some technology is often used as the center, radiating to villages and towns of all sizes in the surrounding areas.
The latter provides the former with food, meat and other agricultural products, while the former provides the latter with the tools necessary for production and necessities including salt.
This is why all cities will form expedition teams to go to the surface to plunder supplies.
Whether it is steel products or salt that is essential for human survival, as well as medicines that can cure diseases in prosperous times, they are all extremely rare and precious to the people living in the underground world.
Unless there happens to be an iron mine, salt mine or coal mine near the gathering place, the only way is to transport it bit by bit in this way similar to that of ants moving.
When they set out from Shisun City, the team relied on several mutated cows, but when they arrived at an area with temperatures close to below zero, they killed them and turned them into pieces of meat to carry with them as food.
"All of this is a gift from the great Dark Prince. We must always be in awe and grateful."
The older woman sitting in the passenger seat suddenly raised her head and interrupted the team leader's imagination of the future.
The latter's face changed instantly, and he immediately agreed with a smile: "That's right! We should all be grateful and remember our mission. We must spread God's faith and salvation to every corner of the underground world. Only in this way can we be worthy of his generosity and grace."
The woman glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Just remember this. If one day you abandon your faith or lose yourself in power and wealth and become lazy about preaching, I will chop off your head without waiting for the great Dark Prince to punish you personally."
Hearing the naked and undisguised threat, the team leader felt his scalp tingling.
He knew very well that the woman next to him was an absolute fanatic who had firmly believed in the existence of gods in the world before she met Graya.
Now that he had witnessed the power of the Dark Prince with his own eyes, he naturally gave him all without hesitation. Along the way, he was instilling doctrines to others, as if he was going to be the future leader of the church.
Especially those young people who are easily instigated began to unite around him to form a terrifying force.
Add to that the incredible divine arts and magic, and even the nobles of Shisun City would probably find it hard to resist if they acted deliberately or unintentionally.
Thinking of this, the team leader took a deep breath and cleared the little calculation in his mind, then asked seriously: "What do you think we should do after we return this time? You know, if we suddenly bring so many supplies and transportation back, those nobles will definitely get suspicious."
"Humph! So what? We are the apostles of the great Prince of Darkness. If they are sensible, they will immediately accept the gift and become believers. If they dare to resist, it would be disrespectful to God, and they will all be killed without a single one left alive."
As she said this, a creepy fierce light flashed in the woman's eyes, and it was obvious that she was not joking.
Because as she gained a deeper understanding of the Shadow Weave, she had gradually realized how great the power and potential she and others possessed were.
To put it bluntly, with the limited armed forces in the hands of the nobles of Shisun City, as long as the members of the expedition team gathered together and cast a round of spells, the enemy's morale would collapse in minutes and they would flee in all directions.
After all, the barren environment of the underground world cannot support too many non-working people like professional soldiers, and the treatment is not that good, just enough to get enough to eat. In addition, superstition is prevalent, and once they see supernatural magic and divine arts, they will definitely fall into fear.
"Damn it! Are you crazy? Many people will die. His Highness the Prince of Darkness requires us to spread our faith and inspire more believers to save mankind from destruction and despair."
The team leader was obviously frightened by the madness of the crazy woman in front of him.
As the oldest person in the entire expedition team, he was born in Shisun City and has deep feelings for this place. He also knows how fragile the ruling and economic structures of this city are.
Once order is lost and chaos breaks out, the already small population may be halved.
"Why, do you have any better idea?"
The woman stared at the other person's dim eyes with a smile.
"Anyway, leave it to me first. If I fail, it won't be too late for you to stir up a bloody storm."
After hesitating for a moment, the team leader couldn't help but take charge of the matter.
"Very good, then I will look forward to your performance. Don't forget that the great Dark Prince is watching our every move."
After saying that, the woman stopped paying attention to the other person and began to close her eyes and rest.
After traveling for about two or three hours, the long convoy finally arrived at a large open space. From afar, many star-like lights could be vaguely seen.
Those are lights powered by hydroelectric generators.
There is a thick reinforced concrete wall right in front of us, and not far away there is an underground river. The rushing water flows by, providing sufficient water for a large pasture covered with moss and fungi.
Herds of cattle and sheep are eating these foods leisurely.
The people in charge of taking care of the sensory livestock stood there, staring in amazement at these giant centipede-like vehicles, and they lost the ability to speak.
However, compared to his reaction, the soldiers standing on the wall raised their weapons nervously and shouted loudly: "Stop! This is Shisun City! Who are you?"
"Hey, guys! Don't you even recognize me?"
The team leader pushed open the car door and jumped out. He stood where the light could reach and waved his hand in a relaxed manner.
"Oh my God! Oris, where did you get these big guys? No! Calculating the time, you shouldn't be back for at least another month and a half. Also, why has your skin become so dark?"
The leading officer obviously recognized this man who was a household name in Shisun City, and immediately raised his arm to signal his men to put down their weapons.
After all, the expedition leader's social status is much higher than that of a "watchdog".
The entire city, from the nobles to the common people, must maintain the minimum respect for him.
Otherwise, once you get sick, you may not even be able to buy some life-saving medicine.
"Something unexpected happened, I'm not in a position to elaborate. Anyway, open the door and let us in. You know, we may have brought back thousands of tons of supplies this time, and it's not safe to leave them outside."
The leader, known as Oris, deliberately pretended to be proud.
"What? Thousands of tons! Did you make a fortune this time? According to the 15% profit the expedition team can get, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life."
The officer's eyes revealed unconcealable envy and jealousy.
"Hey, okay, stop talking nonsense and open the door and let us in. You know, the nobles in the parliament are still waiting for my good news."
After saying that, Oris threw the bottle of wine in his hand directly up from below.
The officer took it very skillfully, unscrewed the lid, tilted his head back and took a sip. Immediately, his eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Great wine! Quick, open the city gate and let our heroes in. With these supplies, we will be able to live a lot more comfortably in the next few months."
Soon, accompanied by the creaking sound of the winch, the heavy door finally rose slowly.
Without saying a word, Oris returned to the oil truck and directed these large vehicles to pass quickly, and finally stopped at the square only a step away from the core area.
Such a big commotion naturally could not be hidden from the residents in the city.
In just ten minutes or so, the square was filled with dense crowds of people.
Some skinny poor people and children stared at the goods secured with ropes and tarpaulins.
If there weren't some soldiers armed with weapons maintaining order here, they would definitely rush up and loot.
Because for a group of people who are hungry, quality, etiquette, shame, and dignity are all empty words. The only real thing is food that can fill their stomachs.
In fact, the reason they gathered here was to see if they could pick up some residue that fell on the ground when unloading the goods.
"Alas - these poor children are so pitiful. Let's take out some food and share it with them later."
Looking at those children who were so thin that they were almost skin and bones, Rebecca couldn't help but reveal a trace of pity in her eyes.
"Don't worry, the Supreme True God has come, and it won't be long before they are freed from their suffering with the grace of the Prince of Darkness." Another female member whispered comfortingly.
"Can I really ignore the cold and not have to eat if I gain the Shadow Physique?"
Rebecca looked up and down at her teammate's dark complexion and slightly weird pupils with a slightly curious look.
After all, except for her, everyone in the entire expedition team had devoted their faith and accepted the shadow physical transformation.
The female member smiled and explained, "Didn't you notice that when we were on the surface, we didn't wear those thick warm clothes? As for not having to eat, of course it's impossible, but the demand for food and water has indeed been reduced a lot.
Even if you don't eat or drink for a few days, you won't feel hungry or weak.
Because we can already draw energy from the Shadow Weave to survive.
That is why we firmly believe that the great Prince of Darkness will help all mankind escape from suffering and despair and enter a new era."
"To escape from suffering and despair..."
Rebecca subconsciously glanced at the cathedral in the distance that was out of tune with the surrounding low houses, and her eyes revealed strong disgust and hatred.
Just as she wanted to continue asking about the feeling after gaining the Shadow Physique, a slightly fat old man in the distance squeezed through the crowd and came to the square with a dozen guards who were better equipped.
Upon seeing this, the team leader, Oris, immediately stepped forward, placed one hand on his chest and bowed deeply: "Welcome, Honorable Speaker Bran."
"Are these the gains from your exploration?"
The old man called Speaker Bran's eyes lit up instantly, and he walked straight to a gasoline truck and motioned his followers to open it and take a look.
The latter hurriedly took out a dagger and cut the fixed rope, took down a heavy bag from above, then cut a small hole and grabbed a handful of white crystals from it.
The old man pinched a little and put it in his mouth. He immediately exclaimed with his eyes wide open: "It's sweet! It's candy! How could you get so much candy?"
You have to know that since entering the underground world, most people have completely bid farewell to sweetness.
Since sugarcane and beets cannot be grown here, and there are no flowers or honey, if you want to eat sweets, you can only rely on expeditions to search the surface world. Each time, you can only bring back about ten kilograms at most, which is an absolute top luxury.
Only the ruling class at the top of society has the opportunity to enjoy it, and even if you have money, there is nowhere to buy it.
But now, there is a whole trailer filled with forty or fifty bags, and each bag weighs at least fifty kilograms.
In the next few minutes, Speaker Bran quickly inspected the other trailers behind the oil truck and found that they had almost everything from food to condiments, indispensable salt, and priceless power generation equipment.
There are even various types of medicines that are most in short supply in this city.
In particular, he himself urgently needs a specific medicine to treat heart disease.
"Incredible! This is incredible! Tell me what happened? Where did you find so many rare and precious materials? And what about these strange means of transportation?"
The old man swallowed a few pills as if possessed to stabilize his overwhelmed heart, and then he stuck his head into the cab, where he saw the high-tech electronic touch screens at a glance.
Unlike the lower classes of society that had long since lost their knowledge and historical heritage, he and his family were high-ranking bureaucrats of the Refugee Committee, and they had preserved many books and notes from those days, so they knew very well that even in the prosperous era, humans had not produced such things.
"Are you sure you want me to say this here?"
Team leader Oris asked back in a low voice pretending to be mysterious.
moment!
Speaker Bran turned around and glanced at the nobles who came with him. He seemed to understand something and immediately ordered, "Follow me! Not only you, but also the other members of the expedition team."
"As you wish..."
Oris agreed without hesitation.
While everyone else's attention was firmly drawn to the supplies being unloaded in the square, the expedition team, as the greatest contributor, quietly followed Speaker Bran into the inner city area where only nobles and their servants could approach.
After settling the others, the old man took the team leader to the study alone and personally poured him a glass of wine he found on the surface world: "Now you can tell me what exactly we encountered on this trip to the surface world. Especially the strange skin color of you and your team members."
"We actually encountered a god."
As soon as Oris opened his mouth, he threw out a trump card.
"god?"
Speaker Bran was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "Are you referring to the god who brings the Last Judgment as described in the book of Revelation?"
Ollis quickly shook his head: "No, of course not.
The god we encounter calls himself the Prince of Darkness.
Not only did he reveal to us the truth about the destruction of this world, but he also gave us magical powers, as well as the supplies and means of transportation that he brought back.
The most important thing is that we all witnessed with our own eyes how he used his divine power to create a warm and comfortable area on the icy surface world.
Anyone who steps in will immediately feel as if they have entered some kind of incredible barrier.
There's even plenty of greenery and colorful flowers."
"What? Are you sure this isn't a joke, or did you accidentally take some hallucinogenic mushrooms or drugs?"
Speaker Bran frowned subconsciously, obviously not believing this.
"I assure you that this has nothing to do with hallucination. If you don't believe me, I can show you a little bit."
Dark red blood instantly flowed out, dripping onto the ground.
Just when the old man was puzzled by this act of self-mutilation, the team leader instantly used his priest level to release a most basic zero-ring divine spell [Heal Minor Injuries].
Even though this divine spell is quite insignificant in the continent of Faerun, even priest apprentices and other divine spellcasting professions can cast it easily. At best, it can only make high-level professionals feel a little uncomfortable.
But in fact, for ordinary people, this is enough to make them step half into the gate of hell.
Because converted into numerical values, [Cause Minor Injury] can cause a little negative energy damage, while ordinary civilians only have two to four points of health.
His vitality was reduced by half to a quarter in an instant. It would be strange if he didn't get a serious illness.
So as a living person, Speaker Bran immediately felt the cold energy surrounding the other party's fingertips and shivered involuntarily.
Before he could react to what was happening, the wound on the leader's hand, which had been bleeding profusely, healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is?!!!!"
The old man's pupils suddenly dilated, and he hurriedly took out the medicine bottle and took a few more pills, covering his chest with his hands with a pale face.
"This is the gift from the great Prince of Darkness.
He has given us nearly eternal life, a body that is immune to illness and cold, and the magical powers you have just seen.
I know that you have been troubled by heart disease in recent years and almost died several times.
But now, if you offer your faith and spirituality to embrace this gift, you will instantly regain your health and vitality.”
As he said this, Oris pulled out a potion emitting a dark and cold aura from his pocket and gently placed it on the table.
"Gift..."
Speaker Bran felt his whole body suddenly become extremely hot.
If he had witnessed the magic just now with his own eyes, he would not have believed these nonsense.
Because the religion in the city was a ruling tool created by his ancestors and other nobles in the city to fool the lower classes, so it was built in places where poor people gathered instead of in the inner city.
But at this moment, the old man's heart was obviously shaken.
He knew very well that his heart problem could not be solved by medicine. According to the records in those ancient books, he needed surgery to replace his heart with a new and healthy one.
Although with his power and status in Shisun City, he could get as many fresh hearts as he wanted, but today's doctors are no longer able to perform such a difficult and complicated operation.
On the one hand, there are no corresponding medical equipment, and on the other hand, there is no experience in this area at all.
So Speaker Bran can only rely on these drugs to stay alive.
If you don’t take good care of yourself and have a sudden heart attack one day, you may die in a matter of minutes.
No powerful person wants to die, and he is no exception.
Looking at the potion on the table, the old man took a deep breath, raised his head and asked solemnly: "Can this thing really restore my health and give me eternal life?"
Oris nodded without hesitation: "Yes. But the prerequisite is that you must believe in the great Dark Prince and make all the residents of the entire Sapstone City convert to him."
"Just faith?" the old man confirmed again.
"Well, just faith. Because wealth, material things and power mean nothing to a true God."
Ollis gave his assurances bluntly.
He understood that the other party was worried that the rise of the church would pose a threat and damage to the existing power structure, so he gave them a reassurance.
But this is just a delaying tactic.
Once all the people in the city are transformed into shadow physiques and believe in the Dark Prince, the power of the nobles will inevitably shift to the church.
The reason why the nobles were able to establish a stable city was that they possessed knowledge, technology, and methods of producing food and tools. Without them, the common people would have no idea how to maintain the city's transportation.
If we start a riot to overthrow the nobles, everyone might starve to death.
But after obtaining the Shadow Physique, people's dependence on these things will be greatly reduced, and devout believers may also obtain the power bestowed by God.
This also means that the aristocratic ruling system that was originally established by controlling the means of production will inevitably be gradually replaced by theocracy dominated by faith.
Of course, Oris would never say these words to Speaker Bran.
He was still waiting to get a good position in the church system, or even become the supreme ruler of a region.
"Okay! From now on, I am a believer in the great dark prince, and I am willing to build faith for him in this city."
After saying that, the old man opened the seal of the medicine bottle, tilted his head back and drank it.
In a flash!
A chill from the depths of my soul swept through my entire body.
He could even feel some kind of indescribable energy entering his body and even his soul.
In just a few seconds or so, the originally pale skin turned gray, and the eyes could see farther in this dark environment.
The most important thing is that when the potion began to take effect, Speaker Bran could clearly feel that his overwhelmed heart was no longer in pain. To be exact, even its beating became much slower. But what was incredible was that his originally old body became younger and younger, and even recovered to the state of about forty years old.
In fact, the reason why he didn't find anyone to test the medicine but drank it directly was to prove that his faith was sincere enough.
Looking at the changes in the other person's body, Ollis raised his glass meaningfully and said, "Welcome to join us, dear Speaker."
“Hahahaha! This feeling is amazing! Praise the great Dark Prince, my family and I will serve him for generations.”
Speaker Bran felt the changes in his body and the rejuvenated face in the mirror. There was a light of ambition flashing in his eyes.
What does the immortal shadow physique mean? It means that he can become the eternal ruler of this city, or even organize everyone to start a war to unify the underground world, and finally be crowned the emperor of all humans.
Just like that, as the team leader Oris successfully brought down Speaker Bran, who held the highest power in Stupa City, the entire aristocracy soon drank the potion one after another and turned into half-shadow creatures.
The next to accept the conversion were the soldiers who maintained order and security, and finally the civilians at the bottom.
During this period, the church and the fraudulent church in the city tried to resist and incite believers to riot, but they were suppressed with iron blood before they could organize themselves, and all the participants were killed.
In the end, within just a few days, the Sapstone City was completely dyed with the color of the Dark Prince Graya.
Not only that, they also held grand religious ceremonies and celebrations, and then sent out troops to preach to the surrounding small settlements, converting all the population into half-shadow creatures.
As more and more half-shadow creatures were born, a stable shadow magic network node was finally formed here.
Shar, the goddess of night from Faerun, sent down a very weak incarnation through this node.
Seeing the fanatical religious enthusiasm in the areas around Shisun City, and the dark forces that were expanding outward based on this, she immediately pursed her lips and exclaimed in a voice that only she could hear: "A world of complete darkness without a single bit of light? This place is simply amazing! Dear Graya, you really did not disappoint me."
"Did you enjoy your stay?"
The Dark Prince instantly appeared next to the Goddess of Night through teleportation magic.
"Of course! I love the peace and quiet it brings. Now tell me, what kind of reward do you want?"
As he spoke, Shar turned around, stretched out a hand and gently stroked Graya's cheek, his two black eyes revealing undisguised doting.
"Forget about the reward. Just try not to go against my father again. You can never defeat him."
The Prince of Darkness gazed at the beautiful goddess, his tone and expression very complicated.
Because of the mutual attraction between the dark natures, his innate closeness to Shar is even greater than that to his own mother.
Therefore, he did not want the relationship between the other party and Zuo Si to become too strained, or even to become mortal enemies.
But the goddess of night immediately responded with a smile when she heard this: "How can you know if you don't try? Don't worry, for your sake, I won't touch his bottom line again in the future.
Okay, let's not talk about those things that will spoil the fun at this time.
Let us enjoy this rare tranquility together.”
As the last word came out of her mouth, Shar opened her arms and hugged Graya in her arms, humming an ancient lost song.
Since her avatar was two meters tall, and the Dark Prince Graya was normally only about 1.7 meters tall, the latter had his entire face buried in his chest.
…
At the same time, far away in the floating city of Mutahar, new Phyrexian judges from all time and space and universes gathered together. Even Jinjitasha, who had been busy with research, took time out to appear in the conference room.
The purpose of their gathering here is simple, which is to launch an unprecedented grand battle, completely sweeping across the universe where the planet Azeroth is located, and turning it into a stable and reliable rear base.
The reason why Zuo Si, who had just returned from the Marvel Universe, dared to give such an order was that, on the one hand, his strength had been greatly improved, and he had enough confidence to defeat the dark titan Sargeras even if he confronted him head-on; on the other hand, the cooldown of the ultimate weapon [Tong Zhao] card was completed.
In addition, the universe where the planet Azeroth is located is not like the spellcasting environment in Faerun that would cause high-tech creations to fail, so big killer weapons such as space fleets and whirlwind torpedoes can be used.
"Great Father of New Phyrexia, my legion is ready and can launch a full-scale attack on the Burning Legion at any time."
As the highest military commander of New Phyrexia in the universe and also the judge of the black faction, Sheored was the first to stand up and express her determination and high will to fight.
You must know that ever since she signed a truce agreement with the Burning Legion and remained only on the battlefield of Mount Hyjal on the planet Azeroth, she has been secretly accumulating strength and constantly drawing knowledge, technology and power from the shining oil from other universes.
Not only can they crush the Burning Legion's demons, which are said to be endless, in terms of numbers, they have also surpassed them in terms of weapons, equipment and technology.
If she couldn't win even after this, then she had no face to stand here any longer and should just find a deserted place and dismember herself.
Green Devil Judge Flinkay also said, "My beast corps has also been assembled and is ready to be dispatched by you at any time. Please put us on the most intense and cruel battlefield. Only in this way can we evolve."
"My Flame Legion has just completed its upgrade. No matter how strong the defenses and fortresses are, they will be reduced to ashes by our flames and artillery fire."
Two blinding rays of fire shot out from the eyes of the Red Devil Judge Wabasi.
Only the White Judge Ellenon said with her chin down like a lady, "I'm sorry, great father of New Phyrexia, my White Faction is at a critical moment in creating the Soul of All Machines, and I can't go out for you for the time being."
"It doesn't matter. We already have an overwhelming advantage in terms of military strength. The only question is how to capture all the Titan Star Souls."
Zuo Si expressed his understanding very generously.
Because if he remembered correctly, even if the bodies of the Titans of Azeroth were destroyed, their souls were immortal and powerful.
"By the way, Flink stole the seeds of the World Tree from Kaldheim not long ago. I am trying to combine it with the Transdimensional Lighthouse to create a network that can be used for cross-dimensional teleportation. In this way, even without those perfected planeswalkers, we in New Phyrexia can use this network to teleport, and even let the oil flow through it."
The Blue Demon Judge Jinjitasha also hurriedly reported a good news.
"Oh? How long will it take?"
Zuo Si was obviously very interested in this.
Because New Phyrexia had originally used the seeds of the World Tree from the Kaldheim time and space to create the famous "Cave Tree", which could carry out large-scale troop transport without the help of the Planeswalker Spark, thus starting the crazy war of "unification of all worlds".
Now he already has a space-time beacon tower connecting the multiverse. If he adds the "Cave Tree", God knows what kind of wonderful combination will happen.
Jinji Tasha replied enthusiastically: "It will probably take a few months, and I will report to you personally when the time comes."
"That's right. If we complete this project, we won't have to go through so much trouble to mobilize troops in the future."
A smile of approval appeared on Zuo Si's face.
"Father, do you need me to transfer Zariel back from the bloody front line? Anyway, the fighting there is not very intense now, and there is also the first-level lord Bayer and those newly appointed great devil lords in charge." Succubus Queen Mecanthus asked.
"Um--
Not needed at this time.
I still have the Immortal Demon and the newly awakened Lord of the Abyss Argus in my hands, which should be enough to deal with these Titans.
As for other forces, if they dare to interfere at this time, the worst that can happen is that I will directly summon the Odrachi to raid their hometown.
Also, have Ob Nixilis prepared. I may have his Infernal Dragon Legion deployed as a mobile force at a critical moment."
Zuo Si made his choice after a little thought.
He has been constantly sharpening the powerful weapon, the Khorne Angel Zariel, on the bloody front lines, intending to forge it into an unparalleled sword to be used at the most critical moment.
It is obviously far from the time to activate it.
"Understood, I will prepare everything for you in the rear."
The succubus queen, Mecanthust, took the initiative to step forward and kissed the back of Zuo Si's hand affectionately, her eyes still full of admiration and attachment as they did back then.
Zuo Si gently stroked the other's cheek like he was stroking a pet, quickly glanced at the demon judge sitting in the conference room, pursed his lips and smiled, saying: "In the name of the father of New Phyrexia! I declare that the war against the Burning Legion officially begins from this moment! Everyone, let us crush those demons and their Titan masters and bring the entire universe under our control.
No matter who it is, we will trample them if they dare to block our progress."
"Under your leadership, the great New Phyrexia will be invincible!"
"Praise the Shuo Oil! It will bring ultimate order to the entire universe!"
"We will eventually realize the lofty ideal of unifying all worlds!"
…
With the almost fanatical cheers of the Demon Judges, the entire floating city became restless.
Even experts in various fields who were usually oblivious to what was happening outside and focused on their research stopped what they were doing and came out to see what was going on.
After all, this is the first time that such a large-scale war mobilization and deployment has taken place in the Mutahar floating city.
In particular, the gathering of a huge army of devils in the ninth layer of Baator Hell made all forces in the universe where the planet Toril was located become nervous.
After years of continuous development and crazy military expansion, as a devil prince who is second only to the emperor, Zuo Si's huge military force has made many gods hostile and demon lords feel uneasy, fearing that they will become the target of attack.
Especially those Devil Astartes who have only started to be mass-produced in recent years. Each of them possesses power that is not inferior to that of high-level devils, but can be mass-produced in a very cheap way.
Coupled with the special magic power mecha granted by the sparkling oil, once it joins the battle, it will definitely be an absolute nightmare for the enemy.
Right now, there are only twenty permanent teams of ten thousand men on the front line of the bloody battle, but they are able to easily suppress demons and yugoloths whose number is more than ten times their own. Their outstanding military exploits were even awarded the title of the Legion of Honor by Asmodeus himself.
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