The Great Temple of Light in Naidlin, the capital of the Kingdom of Glory.

"The operation failed?!"

At midnight, the Sun Saint Turanya received news from Youlai City.

The reporter of the news was none other than Shar, Lord of the Moon, and Godfrey, Lord of Judgement.

Shar has returned to the Moon Palace.

Although Rosen replenished her strength afterwards, she had been fighting for a long time and experienced many setbacks and humiliations, and her eyes were full of fatigue and frustration.

"Yes, the operation was a complete failure."

"All 36 saints were killed, and all our spies in the Sky Council were eliminated. Of the entire combat team, only Godfrey and I managed to escape."

Turanya was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly: "What about the Night Knight? Didn't the Night Knight take action?"

"The Dark Knight was also defeated. We greatly underestimated the support from the Nature Empire."

Turanya was more and more shocked, and a sense of terror arose in her heart.

Because of this battle, they sent out 80% of the combat saints from the Nawat plane.

Although there are still many Saints of Light, there are less than ten Saints of Battle.

In other words, in terms of legendary combat power, the Light Protoss is already at a clear disadvantage.

She couldn't help asking: "Why is this happening?"

Among the 36 Saints of Light, at least one or two should have escaped. How could all of them be wiped out?

Turanya really couldn't understand.

"Because we have fallen into a trap carefully designed by the Emperor of Nature!"

Sarah said so, and her expression looked a little subtle as she said this.

But Turanya's mind was shaken at the moment, and the image in the soul window was not very clear, so he did not notice this small abnormality.

Shar's reply also made Turanya feel slightly relieved.

She subconsciously believed that this failure was due to a mistake in tactical actions rather than an absolute crushing strength.

On the battlefield, there are always winners and losers.

As long as the two Gods of Light are still here, there is still room for salvation.

"I understand. Your Majesty, have a good rest. I will contact the master first and report the situation to him."

After she lost contact with Shar, she immediately began to pray.

After a while, her mind trembled slightly, and she felt a familiar and powerful will coming into her heart.

She knew that she had received a response from her master, and immediately began to report the specific situation of the raid.

Atumen listened silently.

After Turanya finished his report, Atumen asked, "What do you think?"

Turanya had already thought about it and immediately reported his idea.

"Master, although the losses were heavy this time, the Kingdom of Glory and the Holy Sant Empire are still firmly in our hands, and the armies of the two countries are still under our command."

"I personally think that we should temporarily adopt a strategic defensive position against the Sky Republic. At the same time, we should intensify the cleansing of resistance forces within the two kingdoms of God so as to completely control the two countries."

"This way, we can at least occupy the land of two countries."

"Once the situation between the two countries is completely stable, we can use the two countries' land as a base to continuously squeeze the Sky Republic's living space, forcing the other side to make mistakes and present new opportunities for victory."

"And to put it another way, even if we fail to defeat the Sky Republic in the end, or even get defeated by it, the continuous civil war among the three nations of Nahuat will greatly consume the power of the Nahuat plane."

"Even if the three kingdoms are finally unified, they will still be a broken and weak country. It will take at least a hundred years for them to recover their strength."

The fundamental purpose of the Light Gods occupying Nawat is definitely not to develop Nawat, or even to rely on Nawat's power.

The God of Light wants to fundamentally curb Nawat and make it completely fall from its position as the beacon of the mortal world.

As long as this strategic goal can be achieved, victory or failure at the tactical level will be a trivial matter.

Atumen nodded in agreement: "You are right, let's do as you say."

"The Divine Realm will also send a group of new combat saints to ensure our combat effectiveness in the legendary realm."

Turanya was secretly relieved to see his master's approval.

She whispered, "Master, the natural empire of the Dritan plane has been developing extremely rapidly in recent years, and has gradually begun to possess amazing power that surpasses Nawat. If it is not curbed, it will probably become very terrifying."

Of course, Atumen knew this, even more than Turanya. He was also far more wary of the Natural Empire than Turanya.

But the problem is that he is also very clear that with the power of the Light God Clan, they are no match for the Nature Empire.

Of course, he would not show his weakness in front of his servants, so he said in a cold tone: "I have already come up with a solution for this matter, you don't have to worry about it, just focus on Nawat affairs."

"Yes, Master."

After losing contact, Sun Saint Turanya immediately began to regroup.

Atumen, Lord of the Sun, was also not idle.

He is a very cautious and thorough person. For any failure, whether tactical or strategic, he must thoroughly understand every detail.

But what Turanya reported did not satisfy him.

"Sha'er, I want to know the detailed battle process."

Shar shrugged: "Didn't I tell Turanya everything?"

"No, it's not complete yet. The part about the Night Saints is still unclear."

"I want to know, how was the Night Saint defeated?"

Sarah had already thought of her excuse.

"I'm sorry Atumen, I'd love to tell you, but I can't because I didn't see it."

"The situation was very critical at the time. The Natural Emperor Rosen was trying to trap me in a terrible soul cage. I was trying to find a way to break free and had no time to pay attention to the battle in the mortal world."

"However, I vaguely noticed that the Night Saints did not seem to actually participate in the battle, but I don't know the specific situation. Perhaps you should ask the great Alamanni."

Sarah's tone was filled with fatigue and impatience, and she seemed not to want to be disturbed.

Shar is also a powerful god, and her status among the gods of light is second only to Attumen.

Considering her proud character and the fact that she had just suffered such a great defeat, she must be in a very bad mood, so Atumen did not continue to disturb her.

He began to think of ways to contact Alamanni, the Lord of the Night.

The God Realm of Light and the God Realm of Night are very far apart. The God of the Void cannot use the phase transfer technique based on the magic ring, so naturally he cannot use the phase transfer technique to communicate.

Therefore, Attumen could only rely on the saints on earth as a "relay station".

It took more than four hours before Atumen, with the help of a Sun Saint, found an Apostle of Night and finally contacted the Lord of Night.

"Great Queen of the Night, I heard that your saints did not actually participate in the war, which is inconsistent with our agreement."

Alamanni remained silent for more than a minute before she slowly spoke.

"Atumen, my servants have done their best on the battlefield, and even stood on the brink of death."

"However, I really couldn't help, so our agreement is void."

After hearing what Alamanni said, Atumen suddenly had no reason to question.

He thought for a moment and said, "If Your Excellency can tell me the details of the battle at that time, then our agreement will still be valid."

Alanmani replied: "Attumen, I won't take advantage of you because I don't know much about the situation on the battlefield."

"The only thing I can tell you is that the Natural Empire has mastered the power to manipulate the magic ring. Although the means are not yet mature, it is no longer a great existence that can be easily dealt with."

"Manipulating the magic ring?!"

Even with Atumen's tall and legendary soul, he was shocked by these four words.

He immediately asked: "How to control the magic ring? Deform, penetrate, or perfect?"

"It is a perfect magic ring, and also the most terrifying one."

Atumen's mind was shaken violently.

After a long silence, he spoke: "Thank you very much for the information you gave me, and thank you very much for your advice. I will consider it very carefully."

After disconnecting, Atumen sat on his sun throne and fell into long contemplation.

A thought swirled in his mind.

"Do you need to wake the master?"

The ability to perfect the magic circle is only possessed by true gods. The fact that the Natural Empire possesses such an ability shows that it has begun to master the power of true gods.

In other words, the Sky Republic is equivalent to getting the support of a true God. Perhaps this true God has not yet fully grown, but it is enough to reduce the chances of the Light God Clan winning to an extremely low level.

If they want to compete with the Natural Empire, they must also possess the power of a true God.

But Atumen was somewhat hesitant in his heart, because his master Gomilel did not fall asleep because he was bored.

He was injured and needed to sleep to recover.

There are still 20 years left before his scheduled awakening time. If he is awakened ahead of time, he will definitely be greatly angry. If he is unhappy, he will suffer a very terrible punishment.

After thinking for a long time, Atumen gave up the awakening plan.

The first reason is of course the fear of punishment, but the more important reason is that he is not without room for resistance.

Because before the master fell asleep, he left him a powerful artifact to deal with unexpected situations.

Now, it's time to use the artifact.

He stood up and walked to the door of the treasury of the Sun God Court. He pushed the door open with a loud bang, and a dark corridor appeared.

Walking further along the corridor, instead of becoming darker, it gradually became brighter, and a large number of free reddish light balls began to appear in the air.

When you reach the deepest part of the corridor, the entire corridor turns dim and the light is so bright that it is almost impossible to open your eyes. In the place where the light is the strongest, an exquisite one-handed sword is slowly floating.

The one-handed sword has no scabbard, but has a dark golden angel hilt and a translucent, metallic, dim red blade.

There is a line of ancient runes written on the ridge of the blade, which means 'Twilight of the Gods, the annihilation of all things'.

Atumen concentrated his mind, raised his hand and took the magic sword.

"Rosen, if you dare to show up on the battlefield again, I will let you taste the sharpness of the sword."

(End of this chapter)