Ravage Them

The entire position became lively.

The sleeping beasts began to stir, and sirens blared all around. Messages easily bypassed the concise command chain and appeared on the personal terminals of every combat unit.

Stand by, form ranks, receive weapons, await transmission.

Ready, charge up, activate circuit, gunner in position.

The rifleman squad withdrew from the permanent fortifications, the Phase Gate was released, layers of earth were piled up, trenches were quickly filled in, defensive weapons were transformed, support and suppression weapons were pushed to the front lines, barbed wire and blast walls were removed, and the function of the position was rapidly changing.

It transformed from a frontline battleground for resisting the enemy into a reserve position for projecting firepower and covering assaults.

This war, from beginning to end, was merely a high-intensity military exercise for another war.

Kang De and Dairila stood on high ground, overlooking the semi-circular defensive line that stretched for several kilometers, shifting and turning like building blocks. The shimmering Phase Gate were like invisible hands, controlling every change from the macro to the micro, truly ruling and manipulating the battlefield.

This represents another change and evolution in the form of warfare.

Throughout history, commanders have dedicated themselves to mastering every detail of warfare.

"So beautiful."

Thousands of soldiers form a complete combat unit that moves and operates as a whole; this is true art of war, where magic and science intertwine, and cold steel gleams with Arcane brilliance.

Seeing this, the Queen exclaimed in admiration.

She said softly, "I have a feeling... the changes you bring will be the key to defeating the Star Palace."

Kang De also witnessed his achievements—commanding a large army and winning battles from afar. This should be a dream rooted in the heart of every man. This was his army, his war, and he longed for victory.

Arm the world, command them, fight, and then triumph.

Are you looking forward to it?

"I look forward to... brave and fearless soldiers donning their finest armor and wielding their most powerful weapons, not to plunder, nor for the benefit of a few powerful individuals, but to fight for a nobler cause."

"The thought that the great warriors of Twilight Moon will gather under this banner to wage the most sacred war fills me with anticipation, ignites my passion, and fills me with heartfelt joy for them."

The Empress turned her head, her gaze intense, Flame flickering in her eyes.

She has done the boldest thing, and now she can calmly open her heart.

"But what I look forward to even more is after the war ends, after victory."

Dairila stepped forward, meeting Kang De's gaze at him. Whether it was due to increased experience or a sense of resignation, she almost completely abandoned the shyness she had shown when Kang De teased her earlier, instead becoming inexplicably assertive.

"I'm not joking... I want to share with you endless honor, supreme power, the glory of victory, and the long lifespan of the elves. Whether it's Princess Goth, Empress of Cathay, or even our ancestors... I will not yield to any of them. There is still a long time ahead."

The winds of war swept in, blowing against him and rustling. Kang De gazed at the elf so close to him; her hair was neatly tied up, with only a few strands falling beside her ears, swaying in the wind and adding a touch of gentleness to the grim atmosphere. The girl's eyes shone as she stared at him, her gaze firm and unwavering.

This scene left Kang De stunned.

The turmoil in my heart that had been raging since the beginning gradually subsided.

"Thanks."

He was clear-headed, articulate, and his mind had never been so rational.

"At a time like this, I feel I should give you a warm hug, or a passionate kiss, or a promise that costs nothing, or sweet words."

Kang De grasped Dairila's hand. "But... Anyway, thank you for liking me, thank you for everything you've done for me, and thank you for your trust. Like you said, time is long, and I hope I can figure things out soon. I hope we can both get the answers and results we want."

After he finished speaking, he seemed a little embarrassed. "Was it inappropriate to say it like that? But I..."

"Compared to the sweet scenes in romance stories and love songs, it certainly doesn't suit you." The Empress breathed a sigh of relief, "But that's precisely why I know you're truly sincere."

She grasped Kang De's hand in return, her eyes blazing with the light of Phoenix Fire.

"Sweet words are nothing but illusions, easily seen through by the Phoenix Vision. Kang De, since ascending the throne, I have heard countless flattering words and ulterior motives. The elves' ancient rhetoric and literary knowledge far surpass yours, so I don't need to hear your sweet words; I want to hear your true feelings."

She held Kang De's hand and pressed it against her chest, so he could feel his heart beating.

"If it's not possible now, and it takes a long time, I can wait."

Kang De lowered his head slightly, looking at the spot where his palm was close to. The smooth silk was the finest fabric of the elven royal family, conveying a soft touch and warmth, as well as the powerful beating of his heart.

This heartbeat, so big, so soft.

--I suddenly started working.

Dairila noticed Kang De's gaze.

She was very familiar with that gaze. From the moment they met, every time they spent together, Kang De's gaze would involuntarily wander—although each glance was swift as an arrow, lasting only a moment, like a dragonfly skimming the water, each glance was profound and forceful.

This level of furtive glance, though difficult for an ordinary person to notice, was far too obvious for a perceptive elf like her... She knew where Kang De was looking.

She knew that Kang De had a great passion and interest in a certain part of himself.

Knowing is one thing, but experiencing it is another. She broke free from the state of being moved and pouring out her heart, only to find that she had guided Kang De to do something extraordinary. The fiery heat of his palm seeped through her clothes, sending a shiver through her body and soul—No! Don't get excited! We've already gone this far, wouldn't it be a sign of weakness to suddenly panic!

The two froze, staring at each other.

Just then, a shout came from below, "Congratulations, brother!"

The two were startled and immediately separated. Turning around, the Dragon Emperor ascended the high ground with great spirit.

The dragon monarch glanced at Kang De and Dairila, then smiled nonchalantly, saying, "Throughout the history of elven monarchs, there have been no more than three with your kind of courage."

"Certainly."

The Empress only revealed her true self to Kang De. In front of the Dragon Emperor, she always maintained the dignity and pride of Mortal World overlord, readily expressing her agreement without any humility.

She stated resolutely, "The Star Palace is on the verge of destruction, and the situation is extremely critical. We should set aside our prejudices and defenses, concentrate our strength, and avoid meaningless internal strife and waste... This is the right thing to do. Kang De is the only trustworthy candidate, worthy of Twilight Moon's following and entrustment. This is my decision after careful consideration."

The Dragon Emperor clapped his hands twice. "I'm just afraid some elves will criticize you, saying that you gave the entire country to Kang De."

"I will tell them how critical the situation is, and I will let them know that this is done so that the country and Civilization can continue, and so that the lives of the people can be protected."

Dairila sneered, "Those who insist on their own opinions and criticize the monarch after hearing the explanation are either stupid or wicked. In the future, they will either grovel before the Star Palace or drag the Allied Forces down. Rather than being executed after causing serious losses, it's better to kill them now, since the result is the same anyway!"

Her decisive and ruthless demeanor drew a sidelong glance from Kang De.

Compared to the tender yet firm, heartfelt sentiments of a young girl just now, it's a world of difference.

Ignoring Kang De's presence, Dairila went straight to the Dragon Emperor: "You heard what I just said. The threat from the Star Palace is imminent. I intend to form the Iron Curtain Alliance to unify the command and allocation of military forces and finances, stop internal strife, reach a consensus, concentrate research and development efforts, and jointly resist the Star Palace's world-ending crisis."

"Therefore, please tell me in person, Dragon Emperor, what is Dragon Island's reply?"

The strong wind that had swept across the battlefield suddenly subsided, avoiding the mountaintop.

Dong Tianming paced around nearby, his gaze occasionally drifting to the back of the Dragon Emperor.

Even though they've been friends for decades, if forced to do so, one can only betray them with tears in their eyes.

The Dragon Emperor suddenly laughed.

He readily agreed, "Sure—but there are a few conditions."

Dairila frowned slightly.

The Dragon Emperor took out a cigar given to him by Kang De, gave it a gentle shake, and the round end fell out with a click. He put it in his mouth, exhaled slightly, and the other end lit up with Mars and began to burn, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Then he said, "I'm not Your Majesty, and my brother and I are kindred spirits with similar interests, so we trust each other completely and are even like family. If I readily accepted your invitation to join this Iron Curtain Alliance and paid out of my own pocket to have a dragon battle group fight for you, would you feel at ease?"

Kang De patted Dairila on the shoulder, indicating that she was no good at dealing with men and that he should handle it.

What does Big Brother want?

The Dragon Emperor took a few puffs, exhaling clouds of smoke, and said, "I reformed Dragon Island, using a corporate system, an employment system, and a profit-sharing system to unite the dragons. The operators have always been motivated by money, and they won't budge without it. This is due to racial nature and traditional inertia, and I don't have a good solution. I agree with the alliance, but if you want the dragons to contribute, you still need to put money in, otherwise you can't mobilize them... I need to make this clear to you in advance."

The Queen retorted with displeasure, "The Mortal World faces destruction and collapse, and even the dragons cannot escape it. At a time when the survival of our race is at stake, you still expect us to use money for services? Every penny of military funds is precious; how can we waste it on this?"

"It's not impossible." Kang De held Dairila's hand, gesturing for her to calm down. "Brother, you need to lower the price."

"It can't be lowered, it can't be lowered."

The Dragon Emperor said with distress, "It's my own doing that I shot myself in the foot. To prevent those dragons from privately lowering prices and disrupting market order, causing everyone to lose money, I deliberately guided public opinion and maintained high market prices. Any dragon that dares to take private orders is a traitor and a scoundrel, and must be arrested, their scales and blood ripped off, and sold to compensate everyone for their losses..."

"But that's a good thing. Now that the market has taken off, the dragons are used to high commissions. Who's going to lower prices? My dear brother, you know me. I'm not making excuses. It's just that the Dragon Kingdom is very different from the Mortal World kingdoms. Every dragon has top-tier combat power. If they gather and cause trouble, it's completely impossible to suppress them..."

After a moment's thought, Kang De said, "I have a plan."

The other world is still too backward; even pioneers like the Dragon Emperor didn't think of that step.

The Dragon Emperor said solemnly, "Brother, please speak."

The Earthling pointed to the distant battlefield of the Council: "The Wyvern, as a strategic partner of the Council, have already joined the battle. I heard from my elder brother that Dragon Island and Flying Dragon Cliff are having a very unpleasant falling out. As a gift for your joining the alliance, I will conquer Dragon Cliff and help Dragon Island get rid of this major threat."

The Dragon Emperor remained silent, knowing that Kang De had not finished speaking.

"Then I will issue combat missions to Dragon Island at prices far below market value. The dragons will certainly refuse to accept them, but that's okay. I will arm the bipedal Wyvern alchemical weapons and make them take on these combat missions, squeezing out Dragon Island Defense business and leaving the dragons with no work to do."

The dragon lord raised an eyebrow.

"If this continues, the hearts of the dragons on Dragon Island will become restless. Brother, you could take this opportunity to announce that, given the declining profit margins and the unbearably low birth rate, after careful consideration, you intend to introduce Wyvern..."

With a "poof," the cigar in the Dragon Emperor's mouth turned into Mars flying everywhere. His eyes widened. "Damn it, what are you trying to do? I'll be ousted!"

"It's just talk. How else can we get the dragons to coil up? This is just the first step. There's a whole series of moves waiting for those dragon-devouring creatures. Let me tell you, the second step is..."

"--Alright, alright!"

The Dragon Emperor was terrified and hurriedly stopped Kang De: "Let's discuss this further, let's discuss it further. Let's talk about other things—from what the Phoenix King said, you want to reconcile with the Empire?"

Kang De hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "The emperor said he wants to send Alex here so I can skin him alive."

"What are the conditions? Just a settlement?"

"No, the emperor told me to agree to be his successor."

"..." This was the first time the Dragon Emperor had heard of this. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and said, "Otto II is quite the businessman!"

Without asking for details, he pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Indeed, Council this time, the Empire and Twilight Moon have already sided with you. If Dragon Island is added, it will be enough to suppress all dissenting voices and integrate the forces of the Mortal World as much as possible. This matter has gone surprisingly smoothly, which surprises me."

"It's not completely settled yet, so we can't say things are going smoothly."

Kang De and Dairila exchanged a glance, then Kant said, "After this battle, we should hold a global summit in Distant Harbor, inviting the heads of state of all nations to gather and discuss the threat posed by the Star Palace and the urgency of preparing for war. Therefore, the best course of action in this battle is to capture the God of the Star Palace and Griffin alive and obtain sufficient evidence."

"Understood."

The Dragon Emperor first glanced at Dairila, then turned to look at Dong Tianming, before his gaze swept across the trenches and tents to the lurking figures hidden in the dust and smoke.

"This is our mission."

"Yes, only unparalleled experts can fight against other unparalleled experts. I have gathered you all here in order to win a battle where we can capture the enemy chieftain alive."

Kang De said in a deep voice, "Before that, I will pave the way for you!"

Twenty minutes had passed, and all the troops had assembled. He released the Queen's hand and raised his right arm high.

The winds of the battlefield shifted and flowed, the Paradox Sacred Pillar were cast, and in the void, Phase Gate unfolded, suspended between heaven and earth, connecting to another realm.

In the White Mist World, rocket artillery and howitzer arrays are ready to fire.

On the sandy plains of Comora, after the armored units underwent final maintenance, in the deathly silence, the engines spewed fuel and emitted angry roars, like the howls of a predator before a hunt.

The torrent of steel is ready... just as it has happened in another world, tearing through clumsy, decaying trenches with the roar of iron hooves, ushering in a new era of war.

After months of rotating combat, the new recruits had become veterans. The political commissars, clad in power armor, marched in formation, loudly boosting morale.

The giant hangar in the Great Lakes region, with its roof split in two, slowly opened, filled with helium, and the behemoth gained the divine power to defy gravity, slowly rising into the air like Leviathan.

The new weapons, soon to undergo combat testing, have already revealed their sharp fangs.

Until Kang De's command became the clarion call of war, resounding throughout the world.

"War has begun!"

Boiling sound waves surged violently, and streaks of lightning burst forth from the Phase Gate. The artillery array and long-range fire clusters stirred up dust storms like sandstorms, and countless columns of smoke and light rushed across the sky, traversing the heavens and pouring down on the Council's position!

Rampage it.

The war dogs have arrived.