Before coming here, Lin Qiye had vaguely guessed this possibility.
After all, there had originally only been three divine kingdoms within the mist: Olympus, the Heavenly God Temple, and Great Xia. Now that the Heavenly God Temple had been destroyed and the Great Xia Gods were severely wounded, if Zeus chose to strike at this time, they would pose an enormous threat.
"Although we have no way to verify the authenticity of this information, it never hurts to be cautious." Zuo Qing rubbed the corner of his tired eyes. "Fortunately, we have now dealt with one Heavenly God Temple and gained a brief respite. The longer they drag this out, the more advantageous it is for us."
"I see..." Lin Qiye hesitated for a moment before asking, "But Commander, with the Great Xia Gods and us in our current condition... if the Olympus Gods really attack, can we hold them off?"
Zuo Qing said nothing. He silently looked toward the Great Xia Gods who had landed near Chennan Pass to tend to their wounds, then slowly spoke:
"Whether we can hold them off or not, the enemy is right there. Other than facing them, we have no choice."
Lin Qiye froze slightly. He could hear a trace of helplessness in Zuo Qing's words.
"In any case, don't tell the other surviving Night Watchmen about this for now. They only just survived a desperate battle. Learning of this will only add to their panic and despair." Zuo Qing withdrew his gaze and spoke to Lin Qiye and the others.
"Understood."
Seated in his wheelchair, Zuo Qing slowly headed toward the general command room. Lin Qiye and the others exchanged glances, each seeing the gravity in the others' eyes.
Though Zuo Qing had not said it outright, the Great Xia Gods were