Nightfall fell, the land, which should have been shrouded in darkness, was illuminated as if by daylight by the light emanating from the magnificent building in the distance.
This is a city so vast that it can Containment hundreds of millions of people. Its overall style is classical, and it has three city walls. The innermost wall is the tallest, reaching a thousand meters in height. The surface of the bluish-gray bricks is engraved with a vast number of runes. Most of these runes have sacred properties and emit a faint Radiance, making the city seem as if it is blessed by the gods.
Leyn City.
The most important border city in the southern part of the Dawn Empire, a war fortress, and also a super-large arms factory.
However, the armory in Leyn City is located underground.
To be precise, it is an extremely vast Underdark.
In comparison, the Underdark possessed by the Red Maple Clan is utterly insignificant.
This vast, Underdark was discovered and developed by the Dawn Empire a thousand years ago.
For millennia, the Dawn Empire has invested massive resources to transform it into a super logistics base.
While meeting the military weapon needs of the southern border defense region, there is still surplus capacity for export.
The fact that Leyn City could fight against the four major lord forces with its own strength was not only due to the Transcendent power of Leyn City Gaite Locke, a High-Rank Demigod, but also because the Underdark beneath the city, which served as a super logistics base, played a crucial role.
Therefore, in this war, the four major lord forces will launch a ground offensive while simultaneously concentrating their space-type Transcendent to attack the Underdark beneath Leyn City. If they can break through the spatial barrier of the Underdark in one fell swoop, the war potential of Leyn City will be greatly weakened.
Because Logo was known as a disciple of the Cartographer Madison, he was naturally considered to have a high level of spatial knowledge. Therefore, the Sunset Lord assigned him to the team attacking the Underdark's logistics base.
Logo did not object to this arrangement.
Attacking spatial barriers is also a good opportunity to improve one's own spatial science level.
Moreover, even if he wanted to join the main battle, the Sunset Lord probably wouldn't agree.
Things are different now than before; the change in status has brought about a stark difference in treatment.
Logo is now considered a powerful figure, and to some extent, he acts as a glue between the Royal Court and the four major lords. If he were to die on the battlefield, it would be a huge mess, and the chain reaction it would trigger would cause even lords a great deal of trouble.
This is why, while the Sunset Lord said he valued Logo's spatial abilities, the bigger reason was that he didn't want to put him on the battlefield.
Even though he was surrounded by several Epic- level bodyguards sent by the Royal Court.
As the morning light shone, Great God Gaite Locke, once praised by the previous Pope as the Light of Leyn, was praying devoutly.
Unlike the Pope's blasphemous prayers, Great God Gaite was a truly devout believer in the God of Dawn, so even though he was facing a statue sculpted from death, he remained extremely respectful.
After a long while, the service ended, Gaite Great God left the church. A middle-aged man in a white and gold robe followed from the side and behind, quietly reporting something.
High Great God Gaite's expression shifted from calm at first, to expressionless, then to icy coldness, and finally, anyone could sense the anger emanating from him.
The emotions of High-Rank Demigod can influence heaven and earth. High Great God 'Gaite anger was like a blazing divine fire. Fortunately, the people around him were all quite powerful. If an ordinary person were here, their soul would be instantly vaporized by this anger.
"This is outrageous! Great God, you've already gone this far, are you still not satisfied? The promised troop support, not even half of what you promised, is nowhere near enough. Without sufficient troops, even if we are on the defensive, we will be stretched thin facing the full-scale attack of the four lords."
A burly, bear-like follower was enraged, his temper flaring uncontrollably.
"There's nothing we can do. The Royalist Faction now, and the Pope's dissatisfaction with us isn't new. Besides, we just went through the Shipeier and Kelongjia incident, and the Royalist Faction are furious with us. We're lucky if they even give us any military support," another follower sighed and replied.
His words immediately drew opposition from the others, one of whom, a woman, bluntly stated, "Internal conflicts can be resolved through discussion, but the border defense concerns the safety of the entire empire. How dare they be careless? If the enemy breaches the fortress and advances unimpeded, the Royalist Faction will be the greatest sinners!!"
"Breach the fortress? That's absurd. It's been so many years, and the four lords have attacked us countless times. When have they ever managed to shake the very foundation of our Leyn City?"
"..."
Various opinions arose one after another, but Great God Gaite listened quietly with anger, not saying a word the whole way, until the group arrived at the command post in the center of the city.
Seated imposingly in the main seat, Great God Gaite didn't need to say a word; his prestige accumulated over the years was enough to instantly silence the previously noisy crowd.
His divine gaze swept across the area below, and wherever it passed, everyone bowed their heads in submission.
"Regardless of whether the Holy See provides support, or how much or how little, Leyn City must be defended. Don't forget, we are the noble Geya People, the chosen people of God. If those filthy and ugly undead and vile monsters from the south were to set foot on the sacred territory of the Empire, it would be the greatest disgrace for all of us."
"So, cast aside all those unnecessary thoughts in your minds. Now you only have one thing to accomplish, and that is: war!!"
"Do you understand?"
Leyn City leaned forward, as if a ten-thousand-meter-high mountain was slowly collapsing. The oppressive atmosphere in the arena was as still as water, and everyone felt a suffocating feeling that they could not breathe.
'The city lord's aura has grown even stronger!'
'Such powerful strength, then I want more...'
'As expected, Leyn City has been hiding his strength. This news needs to be reported to the higher-ups quickly.'
Faced with this terrifying aura that seemed to collapse like the sky, the thoughts in the minds of the people present were a jumble of emotions, including joy, surprise, calm, and fear. However, their actions were uniform. After the Leyn City finished speaking, they all knelt on one knee and responded loudly.
Looking at his kneeling subordinates, Gaite Great God felt little joy. He didn't know when it had happened, but the once unyielding Leyn City had become unfamiliar.
Those who could once be trusted with their backs on the battlefield have now become unpredictable; the once valiant and decisive general has now become weak and helpless...
A mixed bag of characters—that's perhaps the best description of the current situation in Leyn City.
Nevertheless, Great God Gaite remained confident that he could defeat any invading enemy.
For they are the noble chosen people of God, the Geya People favored by the God of Dawn!
A fierce wind rose from the ground, sweeping in from the distant horizon, blowing over the steel chariots, brushing against the knights' cold faces, and ruffling the Pegasus's soft mane. Carrying steel and ambition, it gathered on the banner fluttering in the wind on the high platform.
Below the battle flag.
The valiant young man stood in mid-air, slowly drifting past the orderly military formation.
Wherever he went, cheers erupted; whenever he raised his arms, countless fervent gazes followed him...
All of this tells everyone present.
This is his army.
An army that obeys only his orders.
After a long while, Logo returned to the high platform.
With a wave of his hand.
"Set off!"
The sound was sharp and resonant, like iron rubbing against stone.
As soon as the words were spoken, a mech with wings on its back and flames swirling around it descended from the sky and landed in the very center of the group.
It was the Sky Eagle Mecha.
Although Logo himself will not personally take to the field, he can have the Sky Eagle Mecha do it for him. As long as the information base stations are set up, the mechs can be remotely controlled to fight.
At the same time, this also makes up for the regret of the absence of a head coach to some extent and boosts morale.
As expected, with the addition of the Sky Eagle Mecha, the already high-spirited troops seemed to be infused with a new soul, becoming even more majestic and awe-inspiring.
You have truly grown up.
The old count remarked with a sigh.
Logo shook his head, then smiled smugly, "No, it's that we've grown up!"
The old count was taken aback, then chuckled and nodded, about to turn and leave. Logo was nominally the commander-in-chief of the three clans' allied forces, but in reality, it was the battle-hardened old count who was in charge of the command.
But at that moment, Logo spoke up.
"Oh, by the way, please remember to take care of the people I just sent to you."
"Oh, I understand. I'll arrange for them to be stationed in the rear."
"That's not what I meant. You misunderstood. What I meant by taking care of them was to give them as many difficult and dangerous tasks as possible," Logo chuckled.
The old count rubbed the back of his head with his large hand, and said with a sudden realization, "So that's how it is. I was wondering when your methods became so gentle. Don't worry, I'll sharpen your knife to be sharp enough."
Having said this, the old count mounted a winged horse with three pairs of wings and joined the hundreds of thousands of troops stretching towards the horizon, embarking on a grand and imposing march to participate in the war.
As for Logo, he led his underlings to the nearest Space Detection Tower.
Sunset Territory has a total of four Space Detection Tower, and the one he came to is managed by the Minotaur race.
"Oh, you've finally arrived! If you hadn't come soon, I would have sent someone to fetch you." Steward Luomu strode forward to greet him, a warm smile on his rugged face.
As he approached, he rubbed his hands together and peered cautiously behind Logo.
If the other minotaurs saw this, they would surely be astonished, wondering, "Is this still our serious and ruthless chieftain?"
It's fair to say that those in different circles are like those in completely different worlds.
What you see may not be the truth.
Even important figures need a public image, don't they?
"This must be Mr. Walpole."
After glancing around, Steward Luomu fixed his gaze on Walpole, who was engrossed in the book in his hands.
However, the latter was engrossed in watching and did not react at all when he heard his voice.
Seeing this, Logo coughed lightly, and Walpole reluctantly put down his book and greeted Steward Luomu.
"My subordinates are ignorant, please don't take offense," Logo said with a smile.
"That's how capable people are, I understand." Steward Luomu was quite carefree.
Logo continued, "Rest assured, Walpole's spatial science skills, which even earned praise from my teacher, absolutely surpass those of the other three chief stewards."
According to the war strategy set by the four lords.
Death Rift and Dusk Desert are primarily responsible for ground battles, Mist Swamp and Sunset Jungle provide support.
The attack on the Leyn City super logistics base was the exact opposite.
To boost morale, the Sunset Lord assigned each of the four chief stewards a Space Detection Tower, stipulating that resources would be redistributed based on the progress of the attack after the war.
Therefore, in order to outmaneuver their chief steward as much as possible, all four chief stewards put in their best efforts. Even the sleepyhead, Earth Bear Pulatake, perked up and was even prepared to take action himself.
Logo was invited by both the Gale Demon Wolf Tribe, Balielunduo, and the chieftain of the Inferno Minotaurs, Luomu, but in the end he chose to cooperate with Luomu.
Firstly, the Minotaur had a good relationship with the three major clans from the beginning, and were practically Angel investors to them. Both in terms of sentiment and reason, they were closer to the Minotaur than the Gale Demon Wolf Tribe.
Balielunduo didn't say much about his choice, only that it was a pity. If only the Gale Demon Wolf Tribe had cooperated with the Three-Eyed People earlier, everyone could see the rising momentum of the three major clans now. Not to mention, the Gale Potion provided by Logo was really too good to pass up.
Follow Steward Luomu into the Space Detection Tower.
We arrived at a dreamlike, silvery-white space.
Tens of millions of space bubbles float in mid-air.
Some bubbles contained human figures, but the vast majority were empty.
"These spatial bubbles are our key to attacking the Underdark of Leyn City," Steward Luomu said, pointing to the sky.
"By riding these space bubbles, our troops can cross dimensional space and attack the enemy's spatial barriers. Unfortunately, these space bubbles have limited carrying capacity and require high-level spatial science Transcendent for real-time maintenance, otherwise they are easily damaged."
"I understand what you mean. From now on, leave these tasks to Walpole. He won't let you down."
"Alright, I trust your men completely." Steward Luomu agreed readily.
"As for me, I'm responsible for analyzing the structure of the spatial barrier on the other side," Logo added.
After listening, Steward Luomu still did not express any objection. "Do you need any help?"
"Just cooperate with me as much as you can," Logo without any hesitation.
Both parties quickly reached an agreement and began working diligently.
Time passed slowly.
With a command from the four lords, the well-prepared frontline troops, amidst the roar of Ironclad War Elephant, the rumble of steel mechs, the boundless death power of the undead, and the terrifying force of the sandworm horde, charged toward the first line of defense of Leyn City with Destruction momentum.
At the same time, the four Space Detection Tower also began operating at full power.
One by one, spatial bubbles were thrown into the dimensional interlayer, leaping along the chaotic spatial flow to the outside of an alternate dimension enveloped by countless spatial runes.
At this very moment, the Leyn City had also prepared its defenses.
The two sides faced each other across a spatial barrier, and then war broke out.