"Your Majesty, it is time to make a decision."
Standing beside the old emperor, Kong Deming offered a mild reminder.
"Elder Kong, I'm simply unsure how many men we should send."
A bitter smile appeared on the old emperor's face. The Sun Moon Empire had only barely stabilized through military suppression and appeasement, yet rebels still stirred up riots from time to time. Not to mention the many spies from the Douluo Three Kingdoms among them, constantly inciting rebellion.
With such a huge commotion on Shrek's side, they had naturally received the news as well. They simply did not know whether the other side would split off forces to wreak havoc on the Sun Moon Empire. He did not want to send troops out to war, only to have the enemy behead him at home. Once, several thousand years ago, had already been more than enough.
"There is no need to send many high-level Soul Engineers. The key lies in several Soul Guidance Legions. In this kind of war, individual strength poses far less of a threat than an army."
Of course, gods were an exception. The old emperor naturally understood that.
"Time, time, it all comes down to time."
The old emperor was slightly melancholy. Due to the slow transmission of information, what had happened in the Sun Moon Empire had probably only just reached Shrek Academy by now. They might not even have figured out what exactly had happened yet, since investigations took time as well.
The Sun Moon Empire likewise needed time to adjust. The hierarchy and unpredictability of Soul Beast bloodlines had begun to undermine social stability, and adapting to it all would take time.
"Dispatch two Soul Guidance Legions, along with five Ninth Level Soul Guidance Masters. Then begin conscription among the populace and send