As a force, Great Zhou now had two more Vajra Realm combatants. At the level of top-tier combat power, this immediately narrowed the gap between them and the Holy Roland Empire. Without a doubt, this was a major development.
Although Marshal Adolf had already adjusted his mindset after learning the details, something like this still had to be reported to Holy Roland I.
"Two more Vajra Realm combatants?"
Within the luxurious courtyard, Holy Roland I wore a loose white robe and did not take the matter too seriously—or rather, he did not care much about it at all.
In his eyes, whether they were Vajra Realm or Saint Realm, they were all beneath notice before a Vertical and Horizontal Realm martial artist like himself.
That said, there was no denying that the recent war against the Greenhide Imperial Family had indeed dealt the Holy Roland Empire a devastating blow.
Rather than saying that Great Zhou's strength had reached the level of the Holy Roland Empire, it would be more accurate to say that the Holy Roland Empire had declined after the great war, falling to the same level as Great Zhou.
But at present, Holy Roland I felt no regret whatsoever.
To him, this was a hurdle he had to cross.
The battle against the Greenhide Imperial Family had to be fought. As long as the Greenhide Emperor remained alive, Holy Roland I, a fellow Vertical and Horizontal Realm martial artist, could never fully display his authority.
Now that the Greenhide Emperor was dead, Holy Roland I had transformed into the strongest person in this land.
Although after living for so many years he had long since lost any desire to open up new territories, compared with the days when he still had to worry about the Greenhide Emperor's actions,