The Association's forces on the Eurasian Continent had to face both the Hong Alliance and Western Europe at the same time. All subsequently produced troops had also been thrown into the battlefield and expended. On top of that, they had to oversee the occupation and development of the African Continent, leaving them with no spare capacity to support this place.
There were fewer than fifty Heavy Lickers here, along with over a hundred thousand Xenomorphs and some Jelly creatures that could be deployed in battle. These forces had all been committed to the Central American front, maintaining a stalemate against the Commercial Alliance's North American forces on the land surrounding the Caribbean Sea and the Gulf of Mexico.
Unlike Europe, which had relatively little land and was surrounded mostly by ocean, North America covered more than twenty-four million square kilometers. Not even Floating Island Manta Rays could create smog that covered such a vast area.
North America, which accounted for seventy percent of the Commercial Alliance's strength, was currently beyond what the Association could handle. Only Li Heng's personal intervention could keep them suppressed on the North American continent.
Southern Mexico, Mexico City.
In the basement of a dim church, Li Heng still moved as though floating, supported by thirty-three transparent tentacles. This method of movement was extremely steady, and to ordinary people, it was practically magic—perfect for fooling the End Times Church's followers.
Taking a prepared glass of expensive red wine from the corner, Li Heng symbolically took a small sip before using a tentacle to set the glass aside. Looking at the woman nearby, draped in a pure white silk outer robe like a nun, he spoke with faint admiration:
"Impressive. You are the first Awakened among these hundred million people. By my estimate, it would take at