"I'll return to the Dragon Mountain Empire and gather weapons and provisions to send to the North Sea as quickly as possible." Lin Qi looked at Sha Xinyue. "If the opportunity arises, we'll join forces and put a new master on the throne of the Gallic Empire. If we operate in the name of the Moon God Temple, I don't think the other gods will have much objection!"
Sha Xinyue nodded with a smile. "I've assessed the situation. If the Moon God Temple is willing to independently take responsibility for the Norman Fortress defensive line, the Dawn God may be angry, but he probably won't regard the Gallic Empire as worth his attention."
Lowering his voice, Lin Qi muttered, "Watch out for those god-descendants of the Church. They're no longer who they used to be. Some gods who lost their divine bodies and can never recover have taken over their flesh! Perhaps these gods possessing bodies with their divine souls will make our best prey. They harvest the souls of every race to strengthen themselves, so naturally, we can harvest divine souls to accomplish the same thing!"
Hu Xinzhu gave a sinister chuckle, then said furtively, "I need the Dragon Mountain Empire to dispatch reinforcements for me. I'm preparing to settle the Desert Temple and Grassland Temple problems once and for all. The Blood Qin Empire is attacking fiercely. Before that happens, I need to capture more nomads."
Lin Qi nodded. "I'll transfer the twenty standing legions originally stationed in Harlan Empire territory to the Eastern Great Plains at the fastest possible speed. But half of all the nomads you capture belong to me! Those fellows are the finest source of faith!"
The three gathered together to discuss matters. After agreeing on how they would keep in contact and cooperate