They hadn't dug up the dead. They had dug up the living instead.
The Desert Rebels' second-in-command. Ha. Kallen finally lost control of his microexpressions, and the corners of his mouth rose.
Because he knew perfectly well that this so-called second-in-command was worth far more than the first-in-command.
According to the Church World's traditions, the top leader was usually a religious and spiritual symbol, responsible for being respected, uniting the people, interpreting doctrine... in short, everything except practical work.
The second-in-command was the one who actually devised and controlled the plans, coordination, strategies, and so on.
Especially now, with the Desert Order God Church at war, the formal intervention of Order's forces had made their situation extremely difficult. At times like these, they needed a skilled operator to take charge more than ever, or they would collapse under the pressure.
One could say that, so far, this second-in-command had performed very well. Not only had he successfully preserved the Desert Order God Church's effective strength, but he had also used the vast desert to lead the Order God Church in circles, creating a stalemate between asymmetrical forces.
As for the first-in-command, his current job was simple, and his only one... attending events held by the major Orthodox Order God Churches to beg.
Recently, he had appeared at events and conferences held by the Night God Church, the Life Order God Church, the Earth God Church, and others. Every time he appeared, he would passionately proclaim:
The desert was now resisting Order's invasion on behalf of the entire Church World, fighting for the freedom of the entire Church World!
Every time he appeared, his beard was always just disheveled enough, his cuffs just dirty enough. Even the sorrow between his brows and the exhaustion in his eyes met almost exactly the