Dongluo's Decision

The tide of battle between the Immortals turned in an instant. With the addition of a World Lord, the two human Immortals were now ganging up on one Monster Race opponent, and taking it down was only a matter of time. The other Monster Race Immortal had also been torn apart several times by the incredibly sharp sword light of that human World Lord, and it was not far from defeat and death.

The World Lord rank battlefield was the first to react. The morale of the human side soared, while the World Lords on the side of the Six-Winged Bee were already in a state of unrest. They had been keeping a close eye on the battle between the Immortals all along, and upon seeing the plight of their two elder bees, they were immediately gripped by panic.

Among them, the powerful World Lords were already communicating via telepathy, discussing whether they should retreat early.

As for the Domain Lords and Universe Rank fighters, they were still lost in a frenzy of slaughter and had not yet noticed. However, less than a minute later, two incredibly shocking explosive fluctuations erupted from the Immortal battlefield, finally jolting them awake.

Turning their heads, they saw that their two elder bees were gone, leaving only the aftermath of the explosions in the Immortal battlefield, while the World Lords on their side had already begun to flee in different directions.

It was unclear which Six-Winged Bee stopped fighting first, but it immediately flapped its three pairs of wings and turned to retreat. This action triggered a total rout of the main force!

"Many thanks for your assistance, Excellency!" Dongluo and Gong Nuoxiao retreated from the range of the two Six-Winged Bee Immortals' self-destruction, leaving the items floating in the void for the World Lord to collect—the Military Merit was already theirs, but they were too embarrassed to claim the spoils of war.

"We are both of the human race; it is only right," the World Lord said, the armor on her head retracting to reveal a refined and delicate face as she spoke with a light smile. "You two should take these things; I have no need for them..."

Dongluo and Gong Nuoxiao exchanged a glance, knowing that she looked down on the belongings of the Monster Race, so they didn't stand on ceremony and waved their hands to collect them, intending to divide them later.

"He is Gong Nuoxiao, and I am Dongluo." Dongluo's expression was no longer as cold and stern as usual, replaced by a smile. "May I ask how to address you?"

"My name is Luo Lan Molly; you may simply call me Molly," the delicate World Lord said calmly, watching the fleeing Monster Race.

"Excellency Molly must be a princess from one of the five major powers, right?" Gong Nuoxiao asked tentatively.

Luo Lan Molly smiled without answering, but this non-answer gave him a clear confirmation.

"We are fortunate to have had the help of Princess Molly this time, otherwise our soldiers would likely have ended up as corpses wrapped in horse hides..."

"Sister Dongluo is too kind."

"The commotion from the two Monster Race Immortals' self-destruction was quite large; I suspect other alien races will arrive soon. Let us leave this place first," Dongluo asked with a hint of anticipation. "Will Princess Molly be traveling with us?"

"Your legions have suffered heavy losses; I assume you are returning to the 049 Barracks Base?" Seeing them nod, Luo Lan Molly smiled and declined. "I have only just arrived at Chaotic Star Isle and have no plans to return to the 049 Barracks Base yet, so I will not be joining you..."

After she finished speaking, she waved her hand to release her spaceship. Before entering it, she tilted her head slightly to glance into the distance, thinking to herself: "This one who uses a spear is only a Domain Lord of the sixth rank, yet he has already crossed the threshold of several Laws. It seems he even has a glimmer of understanding of the Space Law. How is it that such talent exists in the armies of the Outer Battlefield?"

That was correct; in her eyes, Bai Muye was merely a talent, because she herself belonged to the genius level.

Watching the sword-shaped spaceship disappear into the deep void, Dongluo and Gong Nuoxiao released their own ship and began to gather their surviving soldiers.

The casualties in this battle were heavy. Dongluo had fewer than 20 World Lords left, almost all of them injured, with the most severely wounded one left with only his upper torso.

There were only about three hundred Domain Lords left and fewer than two thousand Universe Rank fighters; the entire army could be said to have been completely crippled.

Dongluo looked at this scene, a trace of sadness flashing in her eyes, and an idea began to sprout in her heart.

Gong Nuoxiao's legion was in an even worse state than Dongluo's, with even fewer soldiers returning.

The spaceship flew toward the nearest jump point at sub-light speed. Once the speed stabilized, many Domain Lords from Gong Nuoxiao's legion came to the cabin where Bai Muye was located.

They had come to express their gratitude. Because of Bai Muye's domain during this battle, they had avoided countless life-or-death crises and killed many enemies they otherwise could not have defeated.

"I once heard a Universe Rank soldier under my command say that you earned the title of '49 War God' on the spaceship while traveling to the Outer Battlefield. I was quite skeptical at the time, but thinking about it now, Excellency Muye is truly worthy of it. You can be called the 'number one Domain Lord below the World Lord rank' in the 049 Barracks Base. The title of War God is well-deserved!"

One of the Domain Lords from Gong Nuoxiao's legion said as much.

The other Domain Lords recalled how many Six-Winged Bee Domain Lords and Universe Rank fighters had died at his hands during this battle, and they all nodded in agreement.

Moreover, his current strength was indeed unique among the Domain Lord rank.

"Everyone, please don't get me into trouble," Bai Muye hurriedly waved his hands, smiling bitterly. "We are about to return to the 049 Barracks Base. If this joke spreads, I won't have any peace..."

"We have been out fighting for over a dozen years," Bai Muye said sincerely. "I really don't want to have to fight others again once I return to the barracks. Wouldn't it be better to spend that time drinking?"

The Domain Lords looked at each other, feeling that what he said made sense. Finally, the leading Domain Lord said: "We will only say this here and won't mention it again once we return to the base... But Brother Muye, you must give us a chance to treat you to some fun when the time comes..."

"Definitely, definitely."

A few months later, the spaceship returned to the 049 Barracks Base.

After returning to the Dongluo Legion camp, Dongluo summoned all the World Lords.

In a spacious hall, Dongluo stood with her back to them, looking at the two characters for "Dongluo" written on the wall in the universal language of the universe.

"My Lady."

The dozen or so remaining World Lords appeared to have no problems on the surface, and even the one who had been most severely injured had grown his lower body back.

"Find a place to sit," Dongluo said without turning her head. "If you want something to drink, help yourselves."

The dozen people couldn't help but look at each other. Although Dongluo was not exactly strict with them on a daily basis, she had never been as amiable as she was today.

Zhu Ang, the leader, waved at them, signaling for them to find a place to sit.

"The loss of soldiers in the legion this time is too great; it will likely take quite some time to replenish them..."

Dongluo finally moved her gaze away from the characters and turned around to look at the dozen World Lords who had followed her for many years.

"I actually grew tired of the life of a 'nanny' a long time ago," she said, her mouth curling slightly. "But having spent so many years together, some of you have been following me since you were Domain Lords..."

Some of the more perceptive World Lords guessed Dongluo's intentions and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"But on the way back to the barracks this time, I finally made up my mind!" Her green pupils shimmered with light.

"I will no longer serve as the Army Lord of the legion. I want to form an elite team and roam the Outer Battlefield in the form of a small squad..."

Dongluo looked at these World Lords.

"I know that your Military Merits have long met the requirements for Freedom, so—are you willing to follow me?"

"Zhu Ang swears to follow you to the death, My Lord!"

Zhu Ang stood up abruptly, his voice firm and resolute.

"I am also willing to follow you, My Lord..."

"I am willing!"

Out of the eighteen World Lords, fifteen spoke up to express their willingness to continue adventuring with Dongluo.

"My Lord, I... I would like to retire..." The World Lord who had previously lost his lower body stammered, and the other two World Lords also lowered their heads in silence, clearly sharing the same sentiment.

"Raise your heads." Dongluo said in a deep voice.

The three World Lords lifted their heads.

"Being able to retire alive is surely the strongest wish of everyone who comes to the Outer Battlefield... so you have absolutely no reason to feel sorry!"

"You three have been with me for a long time; meeting is a matter of fate. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, you can still come to me!"

"Thank you, My Lord..."

As the three iron-willed World Lords turned to leave, their eyes couldn't help but grow a little moist.

"My Lord," Zhu Ang said steadily, "how should we arrange the Domain Lords and Universe Rank soldiers under our command?"

"Disperse them and distribute them to other legions. I expect Gong Nuoxiao would be very happy to take them in..." The image of Bai Muye drifted through her mind, and she hesitated for a moment, but ultimately said nothing more.

Bai Muye was only a Domain Lord right now; there was no way he could operate alongside them.