He finally looked at Commander Li: "Where do we plan to push this battle to?" At this moment, the sky dimmed, and a bright moon rose from the East, with the Milky Way twinkling overhead. "Pushing to the port would be the best outcome." Commander Li said, then suddenly realized something. He looked at Malin, his breathing became rapid: "Your Highness, we, we don’t have that much logistical support." "I know, and I also know I can’t reclaim all your homelands, but I will do my utmost to lead you northward, to attack until the supply lines can no longer support our assault. We will reclaim this region, and soon, when the horn of destruction is sounded by Chaos once again, I will stand with you and your youngsters to face the destruction. Until one day, we will completely destroy the destruction itself. I swear, veterans, please trust me." Under the starlit sky, Malin smiled as he watched these aging soldiers kneel on one knee before him, their tears streaming down as they bowed their heads, and hammered their idle left hands heavily against their breastplates. "Did you hear that! His Highness will lead us forward! Deploy all the reserves!" Commander Li loudly urged through the channel. Sage Yu rapidly ran into the command post while Sage Qian continued wrestling with the blueprints. The Domestic Fairy, who had helped complete 80% of the blueprint tasks, could no longer endure the long news blackout from the frontlines. Kicking aside a companion still battling with the blueprints, they rushed into the command post to observe the situation. "Where have our troops just arrived?" "Commander Li’s troops are attacking north of Huai’an. To his west, Commander Zhang’s western assault force, under His Highness Malin’s command, has just captured Suqian City, with countless decapitations!" The Domestic Fairies running on the large tactical map moved the tokens representing troops to new positions. "In the Eastern Region, Cain’s garrison has fortified the line at the airport of Old Yancheng. During the battle, His Highness Malin has personally slain at least four champions! Now, reconnaissance has confirmed that Chaos is moving south along the old highway, intending to retake the lost airport... His Highness Malin has already been confirmed to return to the defense line!" shouted the Domestic Fairy sitting in front of the telegraph machine, turning around. The Fairies who were moving the tokens ran to the eastern side of the map and placed the token representing Malin on the defense line. "Ever since it was confirmed that he successfully became a deity, I’ve tried to overestimate Malin’s combat power, yet we still underestimated it." Bei Luo, standing with Jason, said to Sage Yu. "That’s a good thing, right," Sage Jin asked Bei Luo. "Of course it’s a good thing. We will have our own deity, one trusted by Fate and the Mother Earth beneath us. You know, before reclaiming Huai’an, Malin spoke words of power before tens of thousands of warriors, the stars twinkling in response, and the soldiers’ simple power armors could not be easily pierced by the Bleeding Ghosts’ longswords... You know, it’s really a scene hard to imagine for materialists like us." Jason sighed as he said this: "But I still worry, too much of a good thing can be bad. I don’t know if what you’ve done is right, Malin always said he doesn’t want to become a deity." "I believe our method is not wrong. Even though as a materialist I can’t accept all of this before me, His Highness Malin is indeed like those Astrologers said, he will be our Savior... Since he is the Savior, becoming a deity is not something to be criticized. We at the Immortal Master Tower will certainly recognize his power and organize people to worship him!" The representative from the Immortal Master Tower said excitedly: "Moreover, I’ve ordered the mobilization of Immortal Masters to establish large transfer channels. The more land we reclaim now, the less our outer defenses will have to face internal issues when the Tide of the Dead returns." Sage Yu nodded, looking at the defense line in front of him: "How are our supplies now?" "The consumption is considerable, but we still have enough supplies to at least advance to the Yellow River Estuary. Our fleet can even rely on the coastline to head north and bombard the Chaos fortifications at the Old Tianjin line." Bixiu looked back at everyone while standing in front of the map: "I haven’t heard authentic Tianjin crosstalk for eight centuries, after reclaiming Tianjin, I’ll definitely listen to the best crosstalk at the most authentic teahouse." "You crosstalk fundamentalist!" Jason exclaimed loudly, as if resonating through the room. Seeing the two AI bicker over what constitutes authentic crosstalk, Sage Yu chuckled and shook his head. It’s been a long time since Bei Luo and Bixiu argued about such a light topic. Because what they argued about most often in the past was the cruel topic of how to keep civilization from being snuffed out in this nation. Wielding the long sword, splitting the champion who rushed into the defense line into two halves, Malin removed the still-mortal head of the Chaos Folk from its body. This was Chaos’s fourth offensive, again ending in failure. Piling Chaos bodies on the trenches as parapets, the soldiers following Malin carried high morale—they didn’t need to focus on those powerful Chaos Folk, just watch as Malin slays them. In the past, this was impossible. The Chaos elites charging into the defense line could not be ignored, soldiers had to kill these Chaos with the expectation of mutual losses. But now, just firing a signal flare into the sky would bring Malin or another Legendary to visit, and if the Legendary couldn’t handle it, then His Highness Malin would soon appear with his aura of death. Casting the head in his hand to Commander Lynch Cain, Malin thrust his long sword into the ground, gazing at the distant Chaos. There were still many Chaos troops, but Malin believed, as long as he was here, as long as the soldiers believed in him, this place would never be breached by Chaos, no matter how many came. "They’re waving white flags over there; it’s strange, are they really not the soldiers of Master Kong?" "Doesn’t seem like it, so many of them just fled, Master Kong’s soldiers wouldn’t have that many deserters." After saying that, Malin stepped to the front of the defense line. The envoy from Chaos was a figure somewhat resembling a human, he looked at Malin: "My master, the Great Destroyer of All Realms, invites you to a true champion duel! Weak human! Do you dare?" "No problem." Malin nearly laughed—great, someone’s here to court death. "Very well! In ten minutes! In the empty land between the two armies! Only the victor can leave with the head!" the envoy loudly roared towards the human defense line. The response was the soldiers uniformly raising their middle fingers on their left hands. "Get lost, go tell your master! I shall kill him!" After saying this, Malin also kicked, sending the envoy flying backward. "Your Highness, when two armies clash..." Cain began, then slapped himself: "What was I thinking, comparing Chaos dogs to us." Malin laughed heartily, patting the shoulder of the man with gray hair only those from Westland have: "It’s nothing, although you aren’t wrong, killing such an envoy would only sully our hands, so I sent him back, if he dies, it’s no concern of mine, right." Cain, hearing this, also laughed and nodded in agreement with Malin’s words. Simultaneously, he felt a bit worried: "Your Highness, the opponent should be a very powerful Great Chaos Demon, are you truly confident?" "Rest assured, leave it to me." After saying this, Malin headed toward the center of the defense line. On the opposite side, a gigantic Great Demon emerged. He looked at Malin and laughed wildly: "A pathetic bean sprout! Humans are such tiny creatures!" As a response, Malin drew his home-forged double-edged sword. The Great Demon’s laughter abruptly stopped.