Stone Ridge Mountain Frontline:
When the frontline soldiers saw the burning war chariot crush through the endless Black Tide and emerge from the restricted zone; when they saw the land scorched white by the blazing sun remain unfilled until the Black Tide finally flooded over it, their feelings were complicated.
After a long while, someone muttered under his breath, "Great Lord Qing's treasure is incredible!"
"With such an incredible treasure, if it ran across the frontline day and night, how much evil could it wipe out?"
Someone slapped him across the face.
"Shut up! Is this something you should be thinking about?"
"Do you know how many resources Great Lord Qing consumes every time he uses his treasure? Do you know what limitations Great Lord Qing's treasure has?"
"You don't know a thing, yet you're standing here flapping your gums?"
The man covered his face and gave an awkward laugh. "Well..."
Someone said unhappily, "Don't try to argue!"
"This continent has only held on until now because Great Lord Qing stands guard over it!"
"If Great Lord Qing had not been holding the line, this continent would have long since been swallowed by the restricted zones."
"From now on, I'm not asking you to burn incense for Great Lord Qing every day. I only ask that you complain a little less."
"Otherwise... you won't even know how you died."
The beaten man covered his face and chuckled awkwardly, lowering his head without a word.
Yet inwardly, he remained unconvinced.
The others exchanged glances and secretly sighed.
Not far away, someone heard this and quietly went to find the maids who had released Golden Cores to illuminate the frontline.
One maid passed the news to a department called the Purge Pavilion.
The Purge Pavilion was a department founded by the maids