Preparations in the Heavenly Realm

"Lord Augusta's twelve-winged divine angels fear no hardship; they are the sharpest blades for breaking through defenses and will surely bring us victory!" Angnak, a mid-level Sovereign of Fate, said excitedly.

"It is fortunate that Lord Orloff and Lord Augusta have such a good relationship. Otherwise, if those divine angels had fallen into the hands of the enemy, it would be difficult for us to win!" Joey, a low-level Sovereign of Fate, sighed.

Augusta was very pleased to hear these praises and began to laugh triumphantly.

Seeing this, Boteer quickly chimed in with flattery, "Lord Orloff, I have sought out the Magic Sound Asura, and she is willing to represent the Heavenly Realm in the battle."

"The Magic Sound Asura?! You really are something, Boteer. She has been missing for countless years!" a low-level Sovereign of Fate exclaimed in surprise.

Even Orloff could not help but raise his eyes and praise, "Not bad, you have put in the effort!"

Boteer was overjoyed, and then another low-level Sovereign of Fate added, "Although the Magic Sound Asura's strength cannot be ranked in the top tier below the Sovereign Perfection, her innate divine ability is most effective for this kind of group battle!"

The gazes then focused on Manlu, a low-level Sovereign of Earth. Everyone had just noticed that Manlu had wanted to speak several times but was always interrupted.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Manlu said slowly, "Lord Orloff, I have invited the Sovereign Perfection highgod of the Edicts of Destruction, Iluka. He is willing to represent the Heavenly Realm in the battle!"

As his voice fell, the gazes converging on Manlu became even more intense. Even the expressions of Orloff and Augusta turned serious.

Whatever Seven-Star Fate Masters, Seven-Star Fiends, Shuras, or divine angels—all of them combined were not as useful as a single Sovereign Perfection.

"Are you talking about that Iluka who has been living in seclusion in a material plane for countless years? He hasn't left the material plane for a very long time. How did you manage to persuade him?" Orloff asked gently.

"I gave him ten thousand drops of Earth Sovereign Power and told him that you, Lord Orloff, are also very concerned about the success or failure of this Plane War. Winning this Plane War on behalf of the Heavenly Realm would earn him the favor of the most powerful Sovereign in the world, and perhaps he might even have a chance to obtain a Chief God Spark! I imagine he only agreed to help because of your great reputation.

However, this is also thanks to Sovereign Angnak; it was he who discovered Iluka's tracks, which gave me the opportunity to persuade him," Manlu said with a smile.

Orloff smiled knowingly; he was indeed very pleased. "Angnak, you have also put in the effort."

Angnak also took the opportunity to say proudly, "I did indeed encounter Iluka. The Four Divine Beasts were with him, and they even tried to stop me from inviting him. Hmph, I dealt with those pests on the surface while secretly asking Sovereign Manlu to persuade him. I didn't expect Sovereign Manlu's eloquence and your charm, my Lord, to actually make him agree!"

Orloff nodded, accepting this explanation, and then looked at the group of Fate Sovereigns. "What about you? What actions have you taken?"

The five Fate Sovereigns looked at one another and fell silent. After a long while, one Sovereign said softly, "I have dispatched all my Sovereign Envoys and Sovereign Legion Commanders to participate in the war."

"I have as well..."

"And I..."

A commander wearing a golden badge walked cautiously along the edge of the Gobi desert; this was the border of the Netherworld within the Plane Battlefield. He had been in the Plane Battlefield for over five hundred years and had only survived several near-death encounters through sheer luck, which made him even more cautious.

In truth, after experiencing so many dangers, he no longer held out hope of collecting enough military merit to exchange for a Sovereign Artifact. He preferred to stay in the Heavenly Realm's base camp and wait for the final decisive battle. But how could he have expected that the Heavenly Realm would actually send a Sovereign Perfection to oversee the camp, and this Sovereign Perfection had declared that anyone who dared to cower in the base camp would be killed by him personally to avoid weakening morale. Thus, he had no choice but to come out.

Fortunately, after five hundred years, most soldiers and commanders had exhausted the Sovereign Power they had received upon entering the Plane Battlefield, so the danger was much lower than before.

But just as he was cautiously scouting the distance, he suddenly felt that he could not move!

He tried to fly or shift his feet, but they were stuck firmly to the ground!

He looked down and saw a golden fluid slowly seeping out from the ground, completely wrapping around his calves.

"Oh no, I've walked into a trap!" The moment this thought arose, he immediately detonated his last drop of Fate Sovereign Power, intending to break free from the restraint!

But this was the golden fluid transformed by Dalayer; it was not so easy to break free. In fact, the moment the restrained commander erupted with Sovereign Power, she also triggered a drop of Death Sovereign Power.

After entering the Plane Battlefield, Desterie had given most of his Sovereign Power to Dalayer to help her survive, and now was the time for it to be put to use!

The golden fluid binding his calves shone with a gray light, and while resisting the Fate Sovereign Power, it surged straight toward the enemy's glabella. But the enemy was also prepared; seeing the situation was dire, he simply severed his own legs and flew upward.

Those severed legs were not thrown away in vain; instead, they exploded with a "Boom--", blasting the golden fluid into what looked like flying sand.

This was a powerhouse who cultivated the Laws of Fire and had deep insights into the profound mystery of "Explosion."

However, protected by Sovereign Power, the golden fluid did not actually suffer much damage and began to slowly re-converge.

The highgod, who thought he had escaped the trap and was preparing to launch a thunderous counterattack, suddenly felt an invisible ripple coming toward him. Terrified, he immediately tried to dodge, but this soul attack carried a strange aura of "destiny" and "locking on," striking his soul with extreme speed. Subsequently, the eyes of the fire-element powerhouse dimmed, and he fell straight down from mid-air.

Killed in one blow!

After the golden fluid in the air scooped up the commander's golden badge and interspatial ring, it flew a hundred meters away and condensed into human form beside Desterie. It was Desterie who had just launched a "long-range" sneak attack to kill the commander.

In the Plane Battlefield, a highgod's divine sense could only cover about a hundred meters, so a hundred meters away was indeed considered far. After the commander used his Sovereign Power, he did not immediately expand his divine sense, which was why he failed to discover the hidden Desterie and the concealed attack in time.

That Desterie's attack could have such an effect was also thanks to referencing Kurado's "Death-Certain Spear," which added accuracy to his own soul attacks.

Desterie took the badge, tossed it in his hand, and then tried to bind the commander's interspatial ring with a drop of blood—it wouldn't open. He then simply crushed the ring.

"It's been over five hundred years, and this is the fourth commander's badge. If we are lucky, we might be able to collect all ten golden badges by the time of the final decisive battle," Desterie said to Dalayer with a smile.