Atabia was usually full of outrageous tricks.
And they were all paths that normal people would never think of, but they could basically turn the tide and were extremely useful.
"What are you planning to do?"
Several people looked at Atabia.
"Split our forces."
Atabia said, "Since the Heavenly Realm is doomed to be destroyed sooner or later, we might as well destroy it ourselves and take the matter away in advance."
This Heavenly Realm was clearly at a tremendous disadvantage, looking as though it would not be able to hold out.
Even if there were a way to slowly turn things around, by then, the Heavenly Realm would probably have already lost three to five percent of its matter.
So they might as well destroy it themselves and extract the matter.
"Destroy the Heavenly Realm ourselves?" Elise could not help saying, "But without the Heavenly Realm as a bridgehead, won't something terrible happen in our rear?"
The Heavenly Realm was the front line and a transit station.
Without this defensive line, the enemy might find the true [mortal world].
"No. Without the Heavenly Realm, we'll build four cities."
Atabia said, "I plan to dismember the Heavenly Realm and give each of us a future dynasty, creating universes modeled after Universe 01."
"We'll split the Heavenly Realm into Universes 02, 03, 04, and 05. Each of the four Saints will have a future five thousand years later in which they successfully rule a universe—four parallel universes where each of us wins. Then we'll join forces to defend the front line and use them as four bridgeheads."
As soon as he finished speaking,
everyone immediately understood what he meant.
It had to be said that this was indeed an excellent strategy—a case of destroying before rebuilding.
Rather than let the Heavenly