That Moment, Truth Filled the Sky

Facing the Divine Sense that Feng Xiao radiated with full force, every professional capable of perceiving his presence felt a suffocating pressure.

It was not merely the intensity of his aura, but a suppression of status, as if they were standing before a god!

"The Alchemy Alliance..."

Watching the god-like Feng Xiao and the fleet behind him that blotted out the sky, Commander Atel felt his heart tremble, his entire being plunged into a state of dazed shock.

Humans!

This mysterious and powerful Alchemy Alliance was actually composed of their own kind?

How could that be!

With the mighty alchemy fleet filling the sky, he refused to believe there were fewer than a hundred Alchemy Masters and at least one Grandmaster present. Did the entire Autses Continent even possess a hundred Alchemy Masters?

Perhaps ordinary professionals and civilians did not understand what an Alchemy Master signified.

But he was acutely aware of their strategic importance!

Every single Alchemy Master, given enough time to settle, could produce elite alchemical constructs capable of holding their own against an army of a million!

Some of these elite constructs were so formidable that even high-level professionals might not be able to defeat them.

However, to the major powers, the most terrifying aspect of an Alchemy Master was their core construct.

Though only one could be produced, through extensive alchemical modification and optimization, a core construct's combat power could rival dozens of Epic-level powerhouses simultaneously!

It could even stall an extraordinary powerhouse who had just stepped into the Legendary realm!

Grandmasters were even more terrifying. Legend had it that the ancestor of the Goblin Race was a Grandmaster, capable of fighting multiple Legendary-level foes at once without falling.

If not for the fact that the Goblin Race's average strength was poor and their military prowess low, with only about twenty Alchemy Masters at the Epic level, they would have likely become a peak race long ago.

"Might I ask, My Lord, are you human..." Atel asked, bowing respectfully, still unable to believe that Feng Xiao and his people were human.

Because humanity had been known for its mediocre combat strength among the powerful races for ages, the sudden emergence of a mysterious and powerful force capable of elevating the human race to a peak status was more surreal than a dream. One moment their race was on the brink of extinction, and the next, someone was telling him that humans could actually contend with peak races...

No one would find that easy to believe.

"The Alchemy Alliance is a purely human force, so you may rest assured. However, because this situation involves not only the various Orc tribes but also the Demon Race and other powerful factions, even if we join the battlefield, we cannot end the war in a short time, nor can we unconditionally help you launch an offensive. We will only assist you in stabilizing the defensive line."

Feng Xiao spoke coldly, yet his words sounded like music to Commander Atel's ears.

"Understood. As long as we can ensure that humanity can continue to thrive and develop, I dare not ask for more. May I ask if the command authority needs to be..."

Feng Xiao's figure gradually rose, his voice echoing from afar: "No need. You continue to command, but our fleet will act independently to coordinate with you."

Atel looked around at the others who had yet to recover from their shock, exhaling a long breath as his spirit soared: "Warriors! The enemy is at our gates, and our race is in peril! I once thought we would be fighting alone, but countless hidden organizations that could have stayed out of this have appeared on the battlefield without hesitation! And now, we have a powerful human force here to assist us! The human race shall flourish! How can we fail?!"

"Undefeated! Undefeated! Undefeated!"

Countless soldiers raised their weapons and roared, a powerful conviction and fighting spirit spreading across the entire Eastern Front!

The fleet brought by Feng Xiao did not just provide ample high-end combat power; it brought the Autses Continent the confidence of certain victory!

In the control room of the Star Origin, Wang Hao looked at the returning Feng Xiao with envy, his face full of regret.

"Such a perfect chance to show off, and I missed it because my ability didn't fit the bill. What a pity!"

"Enough. I'm really not cut out for acting. Good grief, being stared at by a bunch of 'ancients' with those eyes made me feel incredibly uncomfortable. Let's finish the mission, scavenge the resources, and continue with our objective in the Blood Cloud Sector," Feng Xiao said, his face drooping in silence.

In the Orc army camp...

Several Epic-peak Orc chieftains gathered together, their bodies brimming with explosive power and vast life-energy fields creating an oppressive atmosphere.

In particular, the Golden Lion-Man chieftain, standing five meters tall at the head of the group, possessed a vast blood aura that was infinitely approaching the standard of a level 50 powerhouse within the Star Sea.

Or rather—the Legendary level!

The Tauren chieftain said in a muffled voice: "When are we going to war? Forget about timing; when you have the strength, any time is the right time! In my opinion, we should just charge. Great Orc warriors fear no battle!"

"Don't just think with your muscles. Although the humans are weaker than us, any powerful race is bound to have trump cards. There is a reason the Demon Race and Sea Race contacted us; the Orcs must not be used as cannon fodder!"

The Werewolf chieftain not far away snorted, his narrow wolf eyes filled with coldness.

"The creativity of humans is indeed powerful. This Eastern Front alone has managed to hold back nearly half of our Orc tribes."

Hidden beneath a cloak, the Epic-level Shaman toyed with a skull, his gaze fixed on the looming, high city walls in the distance as a cold glint flickered in his eyes.

"Undefeated! Undefeated..."

The shouts suddenly echoing from afar startled the Orc Race chieftains, followed immediately by a burst of fury!

"What is going on? Why do the humans still dare to be so arrogant?"

"It seems the humans' fighting spirit is quite high. To think they would dare speak of being undefeated; don't wait for those hundreds of millions of Kobolds and Pig-men, prepare to launch an attack immediately!"

"Pass on my order! The entire army, charge!"

Almost every Orc chieftain bristled with rage simultaneously.

Beyond the fact that this was the gravest provocation to them, the sheer momentum of the fighting spirit radiating from the entire human front line made their hearts skip a beat.

What followed was boundless fury!

The Golden Lion-Man chieftain stood up, his bare, scarred upper body rippling as he roared in anger.

"Assemble the troops and move out at once!"

Due to the distance and the deliberate jamming by the Alliance Military fleet, the Orcs had not discovered the massive fleet blotting out the sky, and they gathered their forces without a shred of fear.

The Gnolls roared like a vast ocean, coordinating with millions of Wolf Cavalry and Elephant Cavalry as they launched an attack toward the first line of defense on the distant Eastern Front!

Thousands of Shaman mobilized vast amounts of energy, attaching it to the Orc army in eerie ways.

In an instant, every Gnoll and Wolf Cavalryman entered a berserk state; their beastly eyes turned blood-red, and their momentum grew increasingly violent as they surged toward the front line like a tidal wave.

Tens of millions of troops charged, a dark mass covering a hundred-mile radius, rapidly closing in on the defensive line.

Magic alarms sounded immediately, and the millions of elite soldiers on the first line of defense quickly took their positions as thousands of Magic Energy Cannons and Alchemy Cannons began to charge.

Then, they fired with a thunderous boom, streaks of light shimmering with intense energy vanishing into the Orc army in the blink of an eye!

Flames and energy blanketed a vast area, and the explosions and shockwaves wiped out over a hundred thousand Orcs.

However, these casualties were not worth mentioning to the Orc army; they even used this opportunity for the Orc army and the Shaman to lock onto the Magic Energy Cannon positions of the first line of defense.

"Why is the first wave of attacks at a decisive-battle level?" Looking at the tsunami-like Orc army, the commander of the first line of defense was struck with sudden alarm.

With tens of millions of Orcs like an ocean, even if the first line of defense was not weak, it likely could not hold them back.

Whether they could even last ten minutes was a question!

At this moment, an adjutant approached the commander with a strange expression: "General, the Command Headquarters in the rear has ordered us to pause our attacks; powerful reinforcements will arrive immediately!"

"Powerful reinforcements?" The commander was bewildered.

At the bow of the massive Star Origin, the Alliance Military warships that had been poised for action shifted, one after another opening their missile bays.

"All light warships, energy missiles lock onto the enemy army, attack!"

The next moment, thousands of energy missiles trailing sonic booms vanished into the distant Orc army amidst the curious gazes of everyone!

In that moment, truth filled the sky!