On the outskirts of the Safe Zone, a massive army was advancing rapidly.
Any gods that appeared along the way were swiftly crushed and killed, utterly unable to halt the army's advance.
A thousand soldiers formed a square, tightly packed and supporting one another. This coordinated advance gave their fighting power against the gods an astonishing boost.
The attacks of the small and medium-sized gods wandering about could no longer shake them at all.
Walking alongside the troops, William asked, "What's been happening lately? Why have so many gods suddenly appeared in the Eighth Domain?"
Margaret replied, "Sir, according to those who just defected to us, the Eighth Domain seems to be practicing techniques for fighting alongside gods to counter us."
"Heh, how amusing. These natives are quite powerful when they band together, but our people are even stronger together! Gods are hardly a problem. Our protective gear now counters domain suppression, and our formations have dealt with the suppression from the gods. The day has come for the Eighth Domain to fly a new flag."
"Sir William." Margaret tilted her head slightly. "Look at the scene ahead. We're about to conquer the Eighth Domain completely. Do you think we should give the order right now and launch a glorious assault?"
"Be patient a little longer, Margaret." William leisurely took a pocket watch from inside his coat and glanced at the time. "The rats in the Eighth Domain who know which way the wind blows have solemnly assured me that they can seize direct control of that damned War Readiness Zone 1, then lead all their top fighters and decision-makers out to surrender to us."
He slipped the pocket watch back into his pocket and casually straightened his cuffs. "Since we have such a wonderful chance to reap the rewards