"Kent, along with all officers and soldiers, welcomes Your Majesty."
Before Hua Zhen could approach, he saw Kent kneeling on one knee, slamming his right fist hard against his chest as he shouted in a resounding voice.
As his words fell, the Angel Warriors behind him made the same motion. Their whispers vanished, and every one of them wore a solemn expression, their movements perfectly uniform. Their thunderous shout seemed capable of overturning the entire warship.
Hua Zhen had never liked such formalities, but he understood Kent's character. He knew Kent was setting an example for those under his command as the legion commander.
Shaking his head with an amused smile, he walked up, pulled Kent to his feet with one hand, then patted his shoulder and asked with a smile, "How is it? After staying on the Main Star for so long, have you gotten used to suddenly leading troops out here to garrison?"
As one of the elder figures of New Tiangong, Kent's status might not have matched Gus's, but it was not far behind. Hua Zhen had entrusted the entire million-strong force of Angel Warriors in the Tiangong Army to him, showing just how much trust he placed in him.
New Tiangong had long since been established, yet for more than ten thousand years, it had remained hidden in the universe. It rarely clashed with other civilizations or factions, so high-level wars naturally had little chance of occurring.
Most of the time, it was merely petty forces attempting to raid territories under Tiangong's rule. In such cases, dispatching any Angel Warrior unit to stand guard was enough. Only when opponents on the level of the Lieyang Expeditionary Force invaded would Tiangong Bigshots like Kent personally step in.
Yet invaders from godly civilizations could not appear everywhere at