I Decide to Send One Person to Wipe Out Your Entire Army and Maintain Tiangong Unification's Image of Invincibility

Inside the Great Attractor, Tiangong Grand Hall.

The once vast and empty hall was now filled with all kinds of cutting-edge instruments and equipment. With war imminent, this place had effectively become New Tiangong's remote command center for overseeing the battle.

After entrusting everything related to research to Kesha and He Xi, Hua Zhen was able to focus all his energy on the coming war—or, more precisely, Tiangong Unification.

Today, Hua Zhen had abandoned his usual casual attire and wore the exquisitely designed Dark Sacred Silver Armor. Its elaborate patterns and adornments reflected its owner's supreme status. Of course, this outfit was not merely for show. In battle, it also provided an exceptionally high level of defense and was one of the finest pieces of protective equipment in his arsenal.

Since he was personally overseeing the battle, he naturally sat high upon the throne, legs crossed, one hand supporting his cheek. As he listened to Ruo Ning's frontline report through the Three-Dimensional Image, Hua Zhen's gaze remained grave and stern.

On either side of the hall stood the Military Administration Department's upper ranks, led by Kent, and the Super Soldier Company's Black Armor Warriors, led by Ge Xiaolun.

Both sides attached great importance to the Third Expeditionary Force's sudden attack.

A Phosphorescent Form that breaks free from the physical body?

Qiangwei, standing behind Ge Xiaolun, slightly furrowed her delicate brows. She slowly pinched her smooth chin, turning Ruo Ning's earlier words over in her mind. For some reason, they sounded familiar.

Soon, a flash of realization crossed her mind. She recalled that someone had once said those exact words in front of her.

Her changing expression and movements did not escape Hua Zhen's notice. Curious, he asked, "What's wrong, Qiangwei? Have you heard of this thing before?"

Seeing every gaze