We Need Reinforcements

The grand military parade had been held twice in total: once in the Goblin World, and once in the Immortal Village World.

The two parades had won Richard hundreds of thousands of fanatics and hundreds of millions of devout believers. Even in the Gods' Dimension, believers on such a scale were exceedingly rare; usually, only chief gods possessed them.

After the parades ended, the Heroic Spirit soldiers went on leave, while Richard began preparing for war.

"These bugs have come up with quite a few tricks over the years."

Inside the Wizard Tower, Richard looked over the intelligence summary Jimmy had sent him, his brow faintly furrowed.

The desk before him was piled high with magic books like a small mountain. These books covered everything from research on Mayfly subspecies to complete records of certain classic campaigns, as well as post-battle analyses and summaries. They were extraordinarily comprehensive.

Richard had been absent from the war for so many years that he knew less about the Star River Mayflies than some newly minted wizards. These materials would help him swiftly build a basic understanding of the Star River Mayflies.

"Caw, why are these bugs so much like those abyss scum?"

Perched on Richard's shoulder, Ulysses also let out a sigh. This information was not particularly confidential, so Richard had not hidden it from Ulysses while reading.

On the contrary, he wanted to hear how this lord of a world, who had likewise experienced a Civilization War, viewed the Star River Mayflies—and what strategies he might offer.

"Like Abyssal Demons?" Richard raised a brow. "Explain in detail."

Ulysses gathered his thoughts, then spoke slowly. "Abyssal Demons are like these bugs. Based on particular environments, they evolve corresponding physiological traits.

"Moreover, Abyss Erosion does not alter a world's elemental distribution. A world