Return to the Outpost Base

Lin Xiao rubbed his chin as he considered their words. After a moment, he said:

"Four Greater Divine Powers aren't a problem. I can handle them. As for the four supporting warbands, we'll need time to transfer them from the war zone. How about this: go back and each draw up a battle plan. When I hold the Bestowal of Medals later, we'll see whether we can borrow a few warbands from our other colleagues in the war zone to help."

Though he wanted to make a move as soon as possible, there was nothing he could do without sufficient strength.

Borrowing troops from other colleagues was not so simple. It was not something that could be settled with a few words. They had to be at least three-star warbands, and they also had to consider whether those people were available. Moving troops would take an extremely long time as well.

A single warband involved several hundred True Gods, anywhere from a hundred thousand to several hundred thousand demigods, advance preparation of all sorts of supplies, and more. It was not enough for people to simply show up.

Fighting other Divine Domain Civilizations was vastly different from fighting native True Gods, and far more dangerous. High-level True Gods could crush weaker True Gods, killing them with thunderous force before they could even open their Divine Domains. But when Divine Domain Sons of the same rank fought, it was highly likely to become a full-scale Divine Domain war, and those were prolonged battles that took an extremely long time.

At the same time, such full-scale wars were exceedingly dangerous. If one fell in a full-scale battle, that was a true and final death. The price of persuading four warbands to help would not be small.

When the time came, he would