After a brief exchange, Logo gained a basic understanding of Nelson.
This person is similar to Walpole; both are pure research talents who can stay in the laboratory for ten days, half a month, or even longer without coming out.
Because his Leyn City, was assassinated by the Holy See, Nelson escaped using the space shuttle at the logistics base, with the help of a backup plan left by Deputy Lord Kaierman.
"Then you don't hate us? You must know, while the betrayal by the Holy See was partly responsible for Leyn City's demise, the more important factor was the direct restraint from the four lords!"
"Leyn City wouldn't have died if it weren't for us."
Logo stared intently at Nelson, not missing a single expression that flashed across the latter's face and eyes.
"To be honest, I do have reservations, but compared to the actions of the Holy See, you are at least acting openly and honestly. Besides, even without your attack, given Pope Douglas's ruthless methods, he would never have let Gaite Gate off the hook," Nelson said frankly.
"You're quite honest," Logo chuckled, then held out his hand. "Give me the deployment map."
Without hesitation, Nelson took out an information crystal and handed it to Logo.
Logo put away the crystal, glanced at Nelson, and then took out a scroll that exuded a strong aura of curse and handed it over.
"Drip your blood on it!"
His tone was calm, yet his words were firm and unyielding, leaving no room for argument.
Nelson gave the boy in front of him a deep look, gaining a deeper understanding of Logo's character. He was a guy who didn't easily trust others; vigilance and caution were ingrained in his bones.
He cut his finger, and blood dripped down, disappearing into the scroll. It seemed normal enough, but Nelson could feel that he had formed a unique causal connection with the scroll, as if his life was tied to it. If the scroll were destroyed, his life would probably be over.
"Serve me for thirty years. If you wish to leave when your term expires, I will not stop you. During your service, I will provide you with all the research resources and knowledge you need. In short, your treatment under me will be no worse than what you received in Leyn City."
After putting away the scroll, Logo made a promise to Nelson.
Nelson simply smiled and didn't reply.
In his heart, however, he just felt that Logo was talking big and joking. How many places in the world could offer such good treatment as Leyn City?
Logo could guess what this biology master was thinking, but he didn't say much. He left everything to time. In any case, it wouldn't be long before Nelson knew what it meant to be truly impressed.
"Take Master Nelson down and settle him properly. Don't neglect him," Logo instructed, turning his head.
Loyal guards immediately stepped forward and led Nelson away.
"Boss, why not let Nelson help develop the Devouring Insect? That would greatly reduce your burden, wouldn't it?" Crassus asked, puzzled.
"It's nothing, I just don't want to cause any unnecessary trouble. After all, he just joined us and hasn't figured out many things yet, so it's better to be cautious. Besides, even without him, I can handle things on my own."
"What about the deployment map? Should we verify it too?"
"Yes, let's wait for Steward Luomu to return and put him in charge of this matter."
Soon, Steward Luomu, who was in charge of intercepting the pursuers, returned. After a brief exchange with Logo, he excitedly took the deployment map and left the Space Detection Tower.
He was going to see the Dusk Lord.
Currently, the troops of Sunset Territory are temporarily under the command of this lord.
About an hour later.
Having obtained the defense map and completed troop adjustments, the allied forces of the four lords launched the largest offensive since the start of the war.
Tens of millions of soldiers were deployed to the battlefield, and every moment, countless lives were lost, with massive amounts of military spending consumed every second.
Under this overwhelming offensive, coupled with the discovery of the enemy's defensive weaknesses, the defenses of Leyn City collapsed rapidly, especially the logistics base.
Suddenly, a huge hole appeared in the barrier woven from dense and complex spatial runes, triggering a chain reaction.
Like Duomi, it collapsed rapidly.
From an elemental perspective, the spatial energy, shimmering with silver light, rapidly descended from its original orderly state into chaos, ultimately disintegrating with a deafening roar. Like an insect stripped of its hard shell, revealing its soft abdomen, what awaits the predator is a thoroughly enjoyable feast.
"Kill!"
Countless excited lords, riding in thousands of space bubbles, plunged into this massive, Underdark, where they engaged in a fierce battle with the garrison stationed there.
"Hold on, the Holy See are on their way!"
"Kill all these filthy monsters!"
"Rob them all!"
"The lord has ordered that everything that can be taken be taken, and everything that cannot be taken Destruction on the spot."
"Keep an eye on those researchers. Arrest them all if they don't resist."
In stark contrast to the Geya People's reaction, the allied lords who stormed this massive logistics base were like rats that had crawled into a jar of sesame oil, devouring and taking without any attempt to conceal their greed and madness.
Logo's men were no exception; following his orders, they did their utmost to plunder all sorts of spoils of war.
Including but not limited to weapons production lines, refined precious metals, various Transcendent materials, and rare talents...
As a result, not long after, Crassus walked over with a worried look on his face.
"Boss, we're running out of space bubbles!"
Logo showed no surprise, as he had expected it.
"Take as much as you can; it's all stolen anyway."
He had a good attitude. To be honest, it was already a stroke of luck that they were able to break through the logistics base of Leyn City. The spoils of war were just icing on the cake.
Based on his contribution of providing the defense map, the existence of the Devouring Insect, and the role played by Walpole, Logo was definitely one of the biggest winners after the war.
"Boss, this Underdark is huge. Do you think we have the capability to take it over?"
"No, don't even think about it," Logo said irritably.
"Do you think the Pope is dead? Although he assassinated the Leyn City, he would never abandon Leyn City. Don't forget, he openly proposed the concept of an 'absolute defensive perimeter.' Given his greed for territory, he won't allow such a large Underdark to be occupied by us."
"Oh, that's a shame." Crassus said, head drooping.
Seeing this, Logo patted the big tiger's head and laughed, "Don't be too discouraged. Although we can't take over the entire Underdark, leaving a few spies for the Holy See is still quite easy."
"A nail?" Crassus suddenly raised his head, his tail flicking slightly.
"That's right." Logo raised his hand and took out more than a dozen metal cards.
"These folding cards conceal spatial levitation devices that I created. By placing them in the right positions, they can open a spatial passage at crucial moments."
"In this way, if we launch another attack, we won't have to fight as hard as we did a few days ago, or even have to pay with our soldiers' lives."
"As expected of the boss, he was prepared all along."
"Alright, stop flattering me. This task is yours. Be careful not to get caught."
"Alright, I'm a reliable guy." Crassus patted his chest to assure him, then glanced provocatively at Caesar, unfurled his mechanical wings, and flew away at low altitude.
The subsequent development of the war unfolded exactly as Logo had predicted.
The Holy See will not allow the Leyn City to fall.
Not long after the logistics base's defenses were breached, an elite field force stormed in. They were well-equipped, highly motivated, and very strong. Our forces, having been too scattered in their pursuit of looting, suffered heavy losses in the initial engagement. However, under the command of Commander Luomu, they regrouped and retreated while defending, eventually withdrawing completely from this massive, Underdark.
On the other side, Leyn City.
The last line of defense has been breached.
An endless array of undead and sandworms lay beneath the city walls. The roars of these creatures of death and War Race made the city's defenders turn pale. No one wanted to fight these monsters born for war, not even the believers of the gods.
Stop!
A magnificent and overwhelming roar crashed down from above. Golden Lion Jiesili had somehow appeared atop the city wall. His left hand hung naturally at his sides, while his right hand held a war spear. His hard and sharply defined face displayed a cold and majestic expression, as if he were a god. For a moment, the entire battlefield fell silent, overwhelmed by his aura.
The two sides are locked in a standoff.
After a long while, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the battlefield, and the boundless monster army slowly receded like the waves on the beach at dusk.
"Sir, is the war over?" Golden Lion Jiesili's second-in-command stepped forward and asked softly.
"No." Jiesili turned around, looking at the somewhat chaotic scene in the city, a sharp glint in his eyes. He said, "The war has only just begun!"
"The war will certainly not end!"
The Sunset Lord wagged its tail, sat atop the green dragon's head, and licked its paws.
"Does the eldest sister mean that the Dawn Empire will retaliate?" the Mist Lord asked in surprise.
"No, we will continue the attack!"
The Mist Lord was startled and exclaimed, "What? How can this be? What if we anger the Dawn Empire..."
Sunset Lord slapped his best friend's dragon head in annoyance, saying, "Yilanisi, what are you afraid of? We clearly won this war, why do you look like we lost?"
"Winning or losing doesn't really matter," muttered Mist Lord Yilanisi. "The Dawn Empire's war potential is dozens of times greater than ours. Once they really get serious, we won't be able to stop them."
"Don't worry, this situation is different from before. The Holy See won't go all out against us." The Sunset Lord smiled coldly, revealing his sharp, white fangs.
Seeing that his elder sister had spoken so, the Mist Lord, Yilanisi, said no more, and changed the subject, "Speaking of which, the great victory in this war was largely thanks to that Three-Eyed People under your command. So, what do you plan to do to reward him when we get back?"
"Logo Campbell? He's someone to watch. He's a bit weak now, but he has a bright future. When we get back, let's make him the fifth steward." The Sunset Lord said casually.
"I heard he's quite highly regarded in the Gendaya Royal Court?"
"Hmm, but that doesn't affect his position as steward of Sunset Territory. Moreover, we need to maintain good relations with forces of the Gendaya People's caliber in the future. I have a feeling that Winter is coming, and we must stick together for warmth." The Sunset Lord narrowed his cat-like eyes, a thoughtful look flashing in them.
"Even High-Rank Demigod like you needs to stick together for warmth?"
"Ha, Gaite was also High-Rank Demigod, and when it was his turn to die, he still died, didn't he?"
"Uh, that's true." The Mist Lord murmured.
The dragon and the cat talked as they left. Unlike them, the ground troops only retreated two hundred kilometers before stopping and began constructing various defensive facilities. Countless supplies were continuously transported from the rear, clearly indicating that they were preparing for a protracted war.
Time flies, and half a month has passed.
In the laboratory.
Logo had just put down a four-meter-long single-soldier sniper rifle and checked the information panel, discovering that this weapon, named [Polaris], had reached the Immortal level in quality.
Samsung's Immortal- quality sniper rifle, one shot and even Legendary can't take it.
However, what pleased Logo the most was the rapid progress of his [Power of Immortality] secondary talent.
60.12%!!
With about 40% remaining, the third secondary ability of the Fire of Birth will be formed, at which point Logo will be able to break through to the Legendary Realm.
Logo had a premonition that Legendary would be a huge transformation for him. Once he reached the Legendary level, he would experience a leap forward, like a fish leaping over the dragon gate.
Lay down your weapons and leave the laboratory.
Caesar had been waiting outside for quite some time.
"The statistics are out?"
"Yes." Caesar nodded excitedly.
"Give me a brief overview." Logo raised his hand, gesturing for Caesar to speak.
"According to the statistics compiled by our subordinates, the spoils of war we obtained in this battle totaled 136 weapons production lines, 2,132 logistics supply production lines, 35,212 highly skilled personnel, and various types of raw materials worth a total of 2.3 billion Ta Pound. In addition, we also acquired a large amount of knowledge, including..."
"This logistics base is actually this rich?" Logo exclaimed in surprise.
He truly hadn't expected such a rich haul; he had thought it would just be a short-term plunder, and he wouldn't get much of anything good.
"Yes, I didn't expect it either. Just a portion of the resources from the logistics base in Leyn City would amount to such a huge sum. It gives you an idea of just how terrifying the entire Dawn Empire is." Caesar's expression was solemn. At this moment, he truly realized how formidable the enemy he was facing was.
Logo glanced at him. "Look at you, what are you afraid of? All of this will be ours in the future. The more abundant the resources, the better."
"By the way, how's Nelson?"
"Very good, just like Walpole and Birmingham." Caesar winked.
"Tsk, as expected, I couldn't escape the 'it smells so good' phenomenon. How boring," Logo scoffed. To be honest, he really wanted to see what it meant to be unmoved by poverty or power.
Unfortunately, from my past life to now, I haven't met a single one.
Including himself.
That makes sense, though. Greed and lust are human nature, and no one is an exception; it's just that the details of what they desire differ.