Gesang furrowed his brow. After pondering for a moment, he could not help asking, "My lord, will the elements in the Sola Plane return to normal after enough time passes?"
His tone carried hesitation and unease. Clearly, he did not want this hard-won change to be nothing more than a fleeting bloom.
Ang thought for a while before slowly replying, "They will recover, but it will probably take a very long time."
A murmur of quiet discussion immediately rose from the square.
Everyone felt both disappointment and a trace of relief.
Soon, someone else could not help asking, "Then... can we keep the teleportation array open for a long time? Wouldn't it be better if elements kept flowing in?"
Ang's gaze sharpened slightly as he swept his eyes over the crowd before shaking his head. "At most, half an hour a day. Any longer, and the powerful beings in the God-Demon Battlefield will notice. Don't forget, what we're doing is essentially... theft by another means."
He spoke the final three words softly, yet they carried a weight no one could ignore.
The scene fell silent at once.
Quintina frowned, her voice tinged with concern. "Is it really that serious?"
Ang nodded, his tone steady but cold. "If they truly discover us, we may not even be able to keep our lives."
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and everyone put away their lingering hopes of luck.
Amid the silence, Ang suddenly said, "Next, we need to draw more Demons to the Sola Plane."
The moment his words fell, several people's expressions changed abruptly.
Someone immediately pressed, "My lord, what if we can't control them? If the Demons invade us completely, wouldn't we be digging our own graves?"
With his hands behind his back, Ang calmly glanced at the