"Captain, isn't this Illusory God Clan way too weak?"
"Their soldiers are only eighth or ninth order. In our Divine Sun Alliance, any random middle-aged guy off the street would be stronger than them."
In the starry sky, forty-nine humans in mechs casually kicked over the dead Illusory God Clan soldiers, checking for anything valuable. One of them voiced his complaint.
"Looking at the Illusory God Clan, you should understand how strong our Divine Sun Alliance was a hundred thousand years ago, shouldn't you?"
"Had the great Eternal God Lord not descended into this world, who knows how many humans would have died horribly if the Illusory God Clan had gone to war with us?"
Zhang Qian spoke lightly.
She was also searching for spoils, but everything she found was worthless scrap.
Even the eighteenth-order commander who had led them carried nothing useful to her.
"They're here."
Her gaze suddenly shifted toward the distant starry sky.
As a twenty-third-order Quasi-Immortal King, she could see extraordinarily far. She had already spotted the Illusory God Clan army charging toward them.
"Captain, there's no need for you to act. We'll crush every last one of them ourselves!"
The scouts spoke with excitement in their eyes.
All of them had reached at least the twenty-first order, and three were at the twenty-second order.
"Mm."
Zhang Qian nodded.
Before long.
The Illusory God Clan army arrived, thousands of Phantom God Flying Arks spanning the sky, thick with murderous intent.
"Were you the ones who killed my troops and slew my commander?"
"Give me your names! I'll grant you the dignity you deserve!"
General Afuro emerged from the largest Phantom God Flying Ark with his commanders and spoke coldly.
On one side stood a vast army of five million, filling an entire stretch of starry sky.