Ever since Yang Er had been "randomly" given that childlike appearance last time, Yang Fan had learned his lesson. It was better not to leave such things to luck.
If another adorable, doll-like little boy appeared when the Divine Kingdom War began, standing before an army of hundreds of millions on the battlefield with an innocent, harmless face while waving his hand to command the troops...
Just imagining that scene made Yang Fan feel that the contrast was far too jarring.
The next moment, the red ball of light began to contract and condense. Its outline rapidly took shape.
In just a few breaths, a figure was already standing in the sky.
He was a middle-aged man with a spear-straight posture. He wore a dark black suit of armor with hard, cold lines and a faint metallic sheen.
His entire person seemed as though he had stepped out from the depths of a battlefield, carrying an aura of slaughter that had yet to dissipate.
The next instant, he raised his right hand and gave a crisp military salute.
"Yang San greets Master!" His voice was loud and resonant, like the first beat of war drums.
"Please grant me secondary authority to command the believers. I will lead the army to conquer all nations for my lord!"
Yang Fan looked at Yang San before him, satisfaction flashing through his eyes.
"Very good. Secondary command authority has been granted to you. Go train the troops well. Your time to accomplish great things will come," Yang Fan said.
"Understood!" Yang San saluted once more.
Back in reality.
Yang Fan's consciousness entered the Virtual World.
As the interface unfolded, he tapped the marketplace and entered "Divine Kingdom Coordinates" into the search bar.
The next moment, a system prompt appeared:
"Citizen Yang Fan, current strength: