Development

Time flew by. As Wang Zhifan's plans advanced on multiple fronts, the war between the Divine Realm and the Demon Realm gradually intensified. Yet both sides noticed something strange: the humans they regarded as ants and expendable fodder had started causing trouble, leaving them deeply puzzled.

At that moment, in a remote mountain range rarely visited by people, a resplendent golden temple stood atop one lofty peak. Angels with fluttering wings of light constantly flew in and out between the temple's outer pillars. It was a command hall of the Divine Realm Army.

Choosing such an isolated place for a command center was one of the Divine Realm's measures for maintaining secrecy. For beings of the Divine Realm skilled in flight, building a hall atop an uninhabited mountain caused little inconvenience.

Inside the hall, the one responsible for processing information gathered from all directions was an angel with two pairs of wings of light on his back—a four-winged angel. In this world, that meant his strength and status surpassed those of two-winged angels. He was a regional commander of the Divine Realm Army.

"Still no sign of the Demon Realm Army's latest movements? Send out more scouting teams! We must keep track of their whereabouts at all times!"

The handsome four-winged angel, his whole body glowing with light, looked over the latest military report and spoke irritably to a two-winged angel beside him. He was clearly dissatisfied with his subordinate's recent work.

"Reporting to the commander, several scouting teams we sent out recently were attacked by rebellious humans and suffered heavy losses. That is why reconnaissance has progressed slowly. Several units below are requesting reinforcements..."

The subordinate angel answered immediately. From his expressionless, mechanical tone, it was clear that he had said similar words more than once.

"Humans? Those insignificant