Chapter 156: Chapter 152: The Final Battle
Erasing the teleportation array does not mean the Void-level war is lost.
Because the battle is about attrition, unless one side truly declares defeat, even if the temporary towns are uprooted, the Void-level battleground is not considered lost. The Tai Long Cosmic Country can return anytime.
However, inscribing the space-time teleportation platform takes time, at least for ten days; the Void-level soldiers of Tai Long Cosmic Country will not be able to go to the Void-level battleground and cannot send support. Those on the battlefield cannot be teleported back... But all this cannot shake a Cosmic Country.
Even if the Void-level soldiers die, there are always endless reinforcements. Regardless of how many are killed, as long as the national power can still be sustained, the Void-level battlefield can continue.
The opponent is desperately erasing the teleportation array, which clearly has only one purpose—to delay time.
If it truly is about delaying time, then the only battlefield about to be shaken is the Black Hole-level battlefield.
"Call all Black Hole-level soldiers; from now on, I will take full command of the Black Hole-level battlefield." Marshal in Purple Armor thought rapidly, immediately realizing the opponent’s target was likely the Black Hole-level battlefield and announced it on the spot.
"Yes, Marshal!" The subordinates immediately accepted the order.
The Void-level battlefield is the hardest to determine a winner; the Void-level soldiers of a Cosmic Country are vast and easily replenished. Therefore, to achieve victory in the war, a breakthrough must be sought from the other three battlefields.
Now, the Tai Long Cosmic Country has completely lost in the White Hole-level and Mixed Cosmos Realm battlefields, leaving only the Black Hole-level battlefield.
Once the Black Hole-level battlefield falls, the Wind Forest Cosmic Country will have completely won this war!
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Black Hole-level battlefield, temporary town.
A dark mass of Black Hole-level army filled the temporary town. A rough count showed a full hundred thousand!
Among the hundred thousand Black Hole-level troops, some were formal soldiers, wearing Silver Armor, shimmering with a silver light, in neat order.
In contrast, the Free Soldiers were in small groups, scattered and mixed. Compared to the formal soldiers, the combat power of the two is not on the same level at all.
But at this moment, all Black Hole-level figures were looking up at the sky, at a person in Purple Armor stepping through the air.
The Marshal in Purple Armor arrived in person!
All the soldiers were mentally shaken. The Marshal in Purple Armor is a true Celestial God Realm figure. Usually, no matter how they slaughtered and how brutal the battlefield, the Marshal in Purple Armor only watched everything coldly from behind the scenes, controlling the overall situation, making the most correct analysis and arrangements.
However, today, the Marshal in Purple Armor personally came to guide the war. While the soldiers’ morale soared, they also understood a bloody and brutal battle was about to take place.
In the vast temporary town, it was momentarily silent; the Marshal in Purple Armor’s eyes burned as he scanned below.
"Everyone." The Marshal in Purple Armor spoke, his authoritative voice spreading throughout the temporary town.
"Two years ago, we lost the Mixed Cosmos Realm battlefield, and not long ago, the White Hole-level battlefield was lost. Now, the Void-level battlefield’s teleportation array has been erased... this war has yet to start, and we have lost half." The Marshal in Purple Armor did not hide the entire war situation. After all, many soldiers are not blind. From the disappearance of the Gates of Space-Time of the Mixed Cosmos and White Hole levels, it can be seen that this battlefield is probably lost.
"All the burden is now placed on the Black Hole-level battlefield." The voice of the Marshal in Purple Armor was loud and clear, "Everything will be revealed here."
"Some may think that this war is nearing its end, the outcome is determined, there is no suspense."
"There are more who will say that struggling in vain will only lead to soldiers sacrificing unnecessarily, it’s better to surrender immediately and withdraw from the Half-Steep Star Domain because this Star Domain originally belonged to the Wind Forest Cosmic Country, it makes perfect sense for them to take it back..."
The Marshal’s eyes swept over everyone: "But in my perspective, this is the boundless starry sky, the vast universe, everything belongs to the cosmic starry sky, not to any single Cosmic Country!"
"This is the era of the great Cosmos, also an era for the strong, those who surrender easily have no right to be called strong!"
The Marshal in Purple Armor’s voice echoed in everyone’s minds, and the Black Hole-level figures below involuntarily clenched their fists.
Being strong is not just one person’s desire; it is everyone’s dream. They strive to become stronger, to be considered strong, by fighting, by venturing, just for the belief in inner strength.
"From this moment, I will command all battles, I will watch over you from behind; no matter life or death, I will witness the efforts you make!"
"Moreover, the value of the iron tokens you acquire in battle will be tripled." As soon as the Marshal in Purple Armor said this, there was an immediate uproar below.
The value of iron tokens tripled? Does that mean one iron token can be exchanged as if it’s three tokens?
Heavens, is this true?!
The Silver Armor soldiers remained relatively calm, but the Free Soldiers were all excited and agitated.
Their purpose for joining the border war is simple: to kill enemies, seize treasures, and make themselves stronger.
Iron tokens have the most significant value in the entire border war, with just a few iron tokens, they can exchange for the treasures they desire. If it’s truly as the Marshal in Purple Armor said, and the iron token value is tripled, then the treasures they can obtain will also triple!
No one thinks they have too many treasures. The Free Soldiers, in particular, wish for as many as possible.
"Additionally, if you can bring back the enemy’s corpses, ten of you can earn an Extreme Ancient Soldier, a hundred can receive a Peak Ancient Soldier, and a thousand can obtain an Immortal Divine Soldier!" continued Marshal Purple Armor, "The more enemy corpses you bring back, the more rewards you will earn!"
Roar!
All one hundred thousand Black Hole Level soldiers, along with the Silver Armor soldiers, cheered.
The rewards were so generous, beyond their imagination. If there had been such a policy earlier, the war would have been won long ago!
Now, they were more eager for the war to come than anyone else in their hearts.
But what they didn’t know was that just these few words meant an immense cost for the Cosmic Country. If not for the fact that it was a matter of life and death in this war, the Tai Long Cosmic Country would never have agreed to such a policy.
Marshal Purple Armor looked at this scene, his expression calm. He knew that relying on just a few words could at most make these soldiers passionate for a moment. But once on the battlefield, their bloodlust would immediately cool. Only interests could drive their battle spirit.
When the enemy’s life was no longer a life, but a living treasure, a moving wealth, only then would the soldiers spare no effort, risking their lives to kill and seize.
The soldiers’ lives gained meaning, became more frenzied, and his strategy would be smoother.
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On the other end of the Black Hole Level battlefield, in a temporary town on a gigantic star.
This was the temporary town of the Wind Forest Cosmic Country. In the war hall, a middle-aged man similarly dressed in Purple Armor sat above. Unlike Marshal Purple Armor, his face was cold and his eyes sharp, like a venomous snake, his gaze slowly sweeping over the two rows of people below.
On one side were people wrapped in black robes, shrouded in black smoke.
On the other were young men in battle suits, with blood-red medals hanging on their chests, full of arrogance.
"Heh heh heh heh..." From among the black-robed people, one whose stature was similar to an ordinary person let out a hoarse laugh.
"Tripling the value of the Iron Token? Yin Gu really came up with that one." This black-robed man spoke, referring to Yin Gu, who was clearly Marshal Purple Armor of the Tai Long side.
"Hmph, Yin Gu really takes my Wind Forest as a moving treasure trove?" the cold-faced man in Purple Armor snorted.
As soon as Marshal Purple Armor’s words were spoken, those on the other side of the battlefield knew everything, implying they had used special means to find out.
"Ten corpses for an Extreme Ancient Soldier? Is that the extent of the Tai Long Cosmic Country’s financial resources?" an arrogant scarred youth spoke disdainfully.
The scarred youth wore a blood-red medal on his chest, which represented none other than one of the three major forces in the Cosmos—Cosmic Alliance!
The four extreme lands of the Cosmic Alliance, the Void Extreme Land, Black Hole Extreme Land, White Hole Extreme Land, and Mixed Cosmos Extreme Land, they were from the Black Hole Extreme Land’s genius disciples.
As a member of the Cosmic Alliance’s Black Hole Extreme Land, they were clad in glory and held prestigious positions, even those in the Celestial God Realm had to treat them as honored guests.
Their existence affected the outcome of the entire war. Only by relying on them could the Wind Forest Cosmic Country seize the Half-Steep Star Domain from the Tai Long Cosmic Country.
The scarred youth was full of pride. For years on the Black Hole Level battlefield, he was invincible, without rivals, even those self-important guys from the Mercenary Martial Arts Hall were all expelled.
Only the powerful Black Hole Level fighters he encountered last time were able to battle with him.
Later, when he learned from the black-robed people that they were disciples of the Heaven-Reaching Pavilion, his gloomy heart was instantly cleared.
The Heaven-Reaching Pavilion is one of the most powerful and mysterious forces among the three major forces in the Cosmos. It is rumored that all its disciples are geniuses among geniuses. To be able to tie with them made the scarred youth proud and delighted.
"Marshal Baleng, declare it. Launch the final war against Tai Long. After this war, the Half-Steep Star Domain will be yours," a black-robed man spoke.
Baleng nodded, trusting in their abilities. Though unaware of their origins, they mysteriously helped them obtain intelligence from the Tai Long side and won victories in the battles of the Mixed Universe Realm and White Hole Level.
Moreover, by using strategy, they wiped out the opponent’s Teleportation Array on the Void Level battlefield, causing the war in the Void Level battlefield to halt, unable to determine a winner.
Actually, Baleng was quite curious as to why the Void Level battlefield needed to be closed. As long as they won the Black Hole Level battlefield, the war would be completely victorious, and the Void Level battlefield was nothing to fear.
Yet, the black-robed man only said, "The Void Level battlefield has variables."
Despite this, Baleng chose to trust them, spending a huge cost to buy the Godslaying Pearl and relinquishing part of his military authority.
Indeed, the black-robed people successfully completed the goal and eradicated the opponent’s Teleportation Array.
With this, the final result of the war would be decided in the Black Hole Level battlefield.
"Soldiers!" Baleng rose into the air, flying out of the war hall, where all the Black Hole Level figures’ gaze converged in the temporary town.
"This is the final war. Enjoy the slaughter as much as you want!"