Chapter 171 The Council

The intelligence about the Manukhir Mine had been previously communicated to Suren and Mr. Jing by the imperial intelligence agency. Naturally, news of that great battle was immediately transmitted back to the imperial capital, Lington.

When the authorities confirmed that the Celestial Plane had sent down a demigod expert, the entire upper echelons of the United Empire were shaken.

Everyone knew that the two years of peace were gone forever, and a great war was imminent.

The higher-ups were well aware that the enemy's high-profile attack on the mine was intended to lure out the top combat power of the Alchemic Plane and then kill them.

Once the plan succeeded, it would be the opening battle of the all-out war.

The Imperial Council also held an emergency meeting.

"Your Majesty, it has been confirmed on the Mafa front that Mr. Jing of Dawn and Prince Fick have already engaged the enemy. Based on the current situation, it has been confirmed that the enemy is a demigod. The enemy's methods are very strong. She used a forbidden curse-level legion magic, Holy Shackles, by herself. The sword in her hand is also very powerful, suspected to be a projection of a divine artifact..."

"Mr. Jing divided into nine, using a large-scale wood-type alchemic forbidden curse. She broke free from the shackles of the Holy Light forbidden curse, and instead trapped the enemy!"

"Latest intelligence, the demigod from the Celestial Plane took off her mask, with three eyes on her forehead, capable of emitting a very powerful penetrating beam. She broke through! The great battle between the two sides is at a stalemate..."

"..."

In the council hall, only a dozen people were seated on hundreds of mahogany chairs, appearing somewhat empty.

But at this moment, those qualified to sit here were all important ministers of the empire.

Marshals of the sea, land, and air legions with five golden general stars on their shoulders, the Imperial Prime Minister, cabinet ministers... all stared solemnly at the communications officer in front of them.

The atmosphere was very tense.

Battle intelligence from the Mafa front was also transmitted here as soon as possible and deciphered on the spot by decryption personnel.

Everyone listened intently to the real-time battle situation.

Hearing that the enemy was a demigod, their brows furrowed; hearing that Suren and Mr. Jing had the upper hand, they relaxed slightly; hearing that the battle was deadlocked, everyone became so nervous that they dared not even breathe loudly... for fear of any accidents.

The situation of the battle changed rapidly, and the expressions of the people also changed accordingly.

They all knew that this battle largely determined the direction of the future plane war.

And on the main seat of the council, Yekaterina, wearing a crown, also watched with a solemn gaze.

Finally, after hearing that the battle between the two sides had stalemated for several hours and ended in a draw, everyone's hanging hearts were slightly relieved.

At least they hadn't been defeated, meaning that the top combat power of the Alchemic Plane was not inferior to the enemy's.

A collective sigh of relief could be heard in the council hall.

"Mr. Jing truly deserves to be the number one expert in our Alchemic Plane. She can remain undefeated even against a demigod."

"Yes, thanks to Dawn these past two years, we have had a chance to catch our breath."

"With Mr. Jing and Prince Fick on the Mafa front, the enemy will be wary of marching on a large scale. But the time left for us is not much..."

"..."

When the people present mentioned Mr. Jing and Suren, their tone was full of respect.

Not only respect for the top experts, but also admiration for their actions in actively fighting on the front lines these past two years, buying time for the Alchemic Plane.

On the throne, Yekaterina pondered for a moment and said, "The situation is now like this. What do you think we should do next?"

Hearing this, a group of generals and ministers immediately expressed their opinions.

"A full-scale war is inevitable. We must not harbor any illusions that the enemy will give us more time. We should immediately mobilize the entire population and prepare for war!"

"That's right. It seems that the enemy intends to cross the Imperial Strait with magic airships. We still have enough time to prepare. We have a good chance of winning in a head-on battle. The only thing to worry about is the top combat power among the enemy..."

"The top combat power is indeed a problem. We have tried our best to search for [Cosmic Source Matter] these past two years, but unfortunately, we have only found one piece. However, the dozens of ten-thousand-man magic corps formations trained by the military have taken initial shape, and there are also mechanical airship legions. We also have the power to fight against magic corps."

"..."

Everyone discussed heatedly.

Since the Battle of Clementon two years ago, the surrender faction within the empire had been completely purged, and the imperial power had been highly concentrated.

The entire empire was almost united, with all resources used in one place, and any policy could be executed most efficiently.

This was one of the most important reasons why the United Empire had experienced explosive development in the past two years!

Although the current situation was not optimistic, since everyone was a proponent of war, no fear could be seen on their faces.

Everyone's thoughts were also very consistent: they had to fight, and they had made enough preparations in the past two years.

It was no exaggeration to say that the current combat power of the United Empire was dozens of times stronger than the combined strength of the two great empires, Luying and Mafa, before!

If they were given another ten years, or even more time, and continued to develop like this, the Alchemic Civilization would surely bloom with dazzling light.

Unfortunately, the enemy would not give them time.

Yekaterina listened to everyone's discussion, her expression remaining calm as water.

She knew the current situation of the empire better than anyone else, and even the arrival of a demigod from the enemy had been calculated in advance.

In the past two years, the empire had made all the preparations it could.

The rest was left to fate.

Not knowing what she was thinking, Yekaterina's purple pupils were slightly scattered, and her hand unconsciously touched the sapphire pendant hanging on her chest. The pendant was engraved with very fine space runes. This was a gift from Suren.

However, at this moment, the change came very suddenly.

Listening to the communication just now, the ministers thought that the battle on the Mafa front had ended, and they were discussing the pre-war mobilization plan.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the communicator rang again.

The decryption officer didn't know what news he had heard, his expression changed drastically, and he reported urgently to Yekaterina above: "Your Majesty, the latest news from the front! A major change has occurred near the plane passage in Zambra Iron Waterfall Province! It seems... it seems that someone has attacked the magician camp. The battle is very fierce!"

What?

Someone attacked the magician camp?

Hearing this, everyone in the council hall was stunned.

Everyone present was very clear about the situation on the side of the plane passage. It was the source of the war, and the empire had tried many ways to destroy the passage over the years.

But all of them ended in failure.

That magician camp had an unsolvable defense, and anyone who went there would have no return!

Now, someone was actually attacking the camp?

Even Yekaterina was very surprised to hear this. A sharp glint flashed in her crystal eyes as she asked, "What exactly is going on?"

After listening to another piece of encrypted intelligence, the decryption officer reported: "It's not clear yet. But according to what the observers saw, the magician camp is in chaos. It seems that some terrifying monster has appeared. The observers saw Jing light and guessed that it might be Dawn's Mr. Jing who took action..."

It could only be Dawn.

Everyone guessed when they heard this.

But their expressions were still unbelievable.

Didn't they just fight to a draw with the enemy at the Manukhir Mine thousands of miles away? How could they have gone to attack the magic camp in the blink of an eye?

Moreover, how did they do it?

Without dozens of Tier 9 experts, who would dare to break into that camp?

...

While the top leaders of the United Empire were in great shock, Suren and Mr. Jing, who were watching the battle from the mountain slope near the plane passage on the Mafa front, appeared very leisurely.

The two-dimensional bug had been released, and all that was left was to watch the show and wait for the results.

In the telescope, the magician camp was already in chaos.

This magician camp had a solidified ground that even explosives could not penetrate, but under the dimensional reduction ability of the two-dimensional bug, it turned into a mud pit in an instant.

Those magic towers were like chocolate towers baked at high temperatures, large areas of which melted into the ground.

The two-dimensional bug wreaked havoc in the camp, eating everywhere.

Wherever it passed, all objects were reduced in dimension and decomposed into food.

Those magicians above Tier 7 could still rely on their domain to sense spatial fluctuations and predict the movements of the two-dimensional bug. The low-level magicians were not so lucky. They gathered in battle formations and were then swallowed by the "black lines" that suddenly appeared from the void.

In just a few minutes, more than 100,000 magicians disappeared in the camp, leaving no trace.

Even the demigod magician was completely helpless. Elemental magic bombarded the monster, like adding a little colorful dessert to it. Time magic and slowing beams, which had a slightly restraining effect, were also too rare to stop the monster's rampage.

The situation in the camp was completely one-sided.

The million-strong magician legion of the Celestial Plane had earth-shattering power, but they watched helplessly as the two-dimensional bug roamed freely in the camp, without any way to stop it.

The demigod-level dimensional reduction ability, it seemed, could reduce almost any object, element, material, magic, or even threads of rules!

...

On the hillside, looking at the monster that was wreaking havoc, Suren's eyes also shone brightly, and he murmured, "High-level space rules, this is probably an ability that even ordinary gods cannot master."

The dimensional reduction ability of the Void Two-Dimensional Bug was the most magical and mysterious application of space he had ever seen.

He used to be completely unable to understand how this dimensional reduction ability reduced a three-dimensional object to two dimensions, whether in terms of physics or laws.

Now, after drinking from the Mimir's Well and possessing wisdom and all-knowing insight, he still didn't understand.

It wasn't that he couldn't see through it, but that the level of cognition involved was much higher than his current body's ability. His brain couldn't withstand that high-level cognition and protectively blocked it.

Suren even guessed that this might be some kind of high-level cosmic rule.

Rather than the superficial understanding of "rules" that he currently had.

However, the more prominent the two-dimensional bug performed, the better it was for the Alchemic Plane.

In just a few moments, the monster had devoured hundreds of magic towers.

Those invincible defenses, magic towers piled up as densely as city walls, were now like chocolate bars, being eaten with relish by the non-picky two-dimensional bug.

Looking at the increasingly fierce two-dimensional bug, Suren couldn't help but exclaim, "These guys from the Celestial Plane have suffered heavy losses. At least half a year's worth of supplies transported over have been lost. If they want to fight, they will have to prepare again for a long time..."

Mr. Jing, who was beside him, rarely showed a relaxed expression when he heard this. "Yes."

However, not long after, a space teleportation fluctuation suddenly lit up in a ten-story magic tower in the camp.

Taking a closer look, a female magician wearing a golden mask also rushed back to the battlefield.

Who else could this be but the Third Princess of the Three-Eyed Clan, Octavia J. Fielding, who had fought a great battle with them in the Manukhir Mine a thousand miles away?

Suren raised an eyebrow when he saw a familiar face, "Oh, this one has finally rushed back."

The other party did not have ultra-long-distance space displacement ability, so even if she received the news as soon as possible and used a magic circle to teleport back, she was still a little late.

Now, a large area of the core magic tower of the camp had been eaten, and even two ten-story magic towers, whose construction cost could empty the treasury of a large kingdom, had been swallowed by the two-dimensional bug.

Octavia's gaze turned cold, this was all her family's wealth!

She couldn't maintain the aloofness of a Saint Clan princess and directly took off the golden mask.

The light of decomposition was greatly enhanced between her eyebrows, shooting towards the two-dimensional bug.

It had to be said that the Sanxiang Zhenjie (Three Aspects True Understanding) was really strong, even the two-dimensional bug was pierced by the decomposition beam.

But that was all.

This level of damage was like evaporating a little mud from a mud monster.

Although it was threatening, it couldn't kill the two-dimensional bug in a short time.

Seeing this, Suren's gaze also narrowed slightly.

So far, almost everything was as expected.

Now that two demigods from the Celestial Plane were present, it was the liveliest time.

Mr. Jing beside him also murmured, "Next, they should summon the will of the gods to descend..."

The corners of Suren's mouth rose slightly, "Yes. It's just right to see how strong this god is after descending."

...

As the two had expected, before long, the two demigod magicians from the Celestial Plane recognized the fact that they could not kill the two-dimensional bug.

Although the methods of the two god-level mages could not kill it, magic at the level of rules could also hurt it. The two-dimensional bug became even more angry from the pain and became even more ruthless in slaughtering the magicians.

Moreover, because there was a lot of "food" in the camp, the monster had no intention of leaving at all. Every moment it wreaked havoc in the camp was a huge loss for these people from the Celestial Plane.

The camp was already in chaos.

Originally, this was the best opportunity to raid the camp, but Suren and Mr. Jing did not make any moves.

How could they not have noticed that even in such a chaotic situation, there were still several ten-story magic towers that were always ready, waiting to severely damage anyone who wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

The Jing light had previously projected a void gate to release the monster. The enemy knew very well that they were the ones who did it behind the scenes, so they had been guarding against it.

Those magic towers could do nothing against the special void creature like the two-dimensional bug, but that didn't mean they couldn't do anything against their two flesh and blood bodies.

Suren and Mr. Jing also quietly watched the excitement, waiting for a better opportunity.

Because if they continued to drag on, even if this million-strong magic army could deal with this two-dimensional bug, they would inevitably suffer heavy losses.

They were not the ones in a hurry.

When the various magic circles in the camp were almost completely destroyed, not to mention, Suren and the others might really have a chance to make a fuss in the camp.

But the enemy obviously would not fail to think of this.

That Great Princess Octavia was also extremely decisive. When she found that she could not kill the monster for a while, she began to chant a mysterious spell.

This was a spell to summon the gods. Everyone in the camp heard it and stopped in unison.

The spell seemed to have a magical power that made everyone who heard it lose their fear and panic. All that remained was piety and fanaticism.

They all looked up at the sky, waiting for the arrival of the god they believed in.

Eh...

Seeing this scene, Suren saw more.

He found that everyone was connected by threads, gathered in the sky.

He didn't understand what faith was before, only knowing that it was the power of the gods.

But now, looking at the scene of millions of people worshiping, he seemed to understand something.

Suren muttered in his heart, "This is the power of faith? Strange, it's not mental power, nor is it a soul wave, but it's like consciousness condensed into a substance..."

The will of millions of people gathered together, thinking about it, it was a terrifying force.

Was this the important source of the power of the gods?

Suren was lost in thought.

...

After all, this was the entrance to the plane passage, and it was much easier for the gods to descend here than elsewhere.

Before Suren could think too much, in the blink of an eye, the sky was filled with turbulent clouds, and countless powers of faith gathered together and instantly condensed into a huge, blurred human face.

In an instant, an indescribable will descended.

Suren had seen the scene of the gods descending many times, so that indescribable feeling was no longer mysterious to him.

Looking at the blurred human face in the sky, he recognized it and said to himself, "It's still the same one..."

The will of the gods that descended was none other than the unlucky god who coveted the [Mimir's Well] in the Dragon Kingdom Sea last time but was defeated by the demigod patriarch of the Cyclops.

Mr. Jing, who was watching the descent of the true god's will, was originally a little solemn, but when he heard Suren's words, he turned his head and looked over, "You've seen it before?"

Suren nodded, "Yes. It's the one I told Senior Sister about before, the one in the Dragon Kingdom Sea."

Mr. Jing said, "Oh."

In the short moment while the two were paying attention, the huge face in the sky had already taken shape, and almost all the energy of the magic towers in the magic camp was mobilized.

The vast magic power gathered into two large hands, and then the two-dimensional bug, which looked like a canvas, was torn apart.

Then, a very strange scene was staged.

Those two big hands kneaded the monster like kneading rubber candy, and then tore it off piece by piece.

With each tear, the aura of the two-dimensional bug became weaker and weaker.

The true god's attack was indeed extraordinary.

Mr. Jing beside him frowned slightly, as if he was calculating his chances of winning against that will in his heart.

Although Suren didn't fully understand the god's methods, he vaguely guessed that this was an advanced application of space rules, looking at those threads of rules.

Those big hands used a method similar to [Space Isolation] to grab the entire space, not the monster itself.

It was probably like wrapping sticky candy in a piece of paper.

Therefore, he avoided the bizarre ability of the two-dimensional bug to reduce dimensions when touched.

Seeing this, Suren murmured in his heart, "It seems that space dimensional reduction is an ability that even the lower gods are afraid of..."

As he had guessed, dimensional reduction might be a high-level cosmic space law that the lower gods could not master.

Otherwise, the god in front of him would not be so restrained in dealing with the two-dimensional bug. And Suren was not too surprised that the divine will could severely damage the Queen.

The terror of the Void Bug Queen was its wisdom and ability to breed bugs, not its combat power.

Their combat power was originally the bottom of the same rank, and their movement speed was not fast.

They were said to be demigods, but if it weren't for that dimensional reduction talent, they would probably be considered eighth-tier?

However, the battle was also very fierce.

The two-dimensional bug had been exiled for countless years and had a strong desire to survive. It struggled to kill and escape.

But those big hands would not let it go.

That god did not want to let go of this troublesome bug, lest it bring unpredictable losses to the camp next time.

The big hands kept tearing, and more and more fragments of the two-dimensional bug's body fell into the camp, and the fragments of various corpses still had the ability to reduce dimensions, causing huge losses.

However, from the moment the two-dimensional bug could not escape, the ending was already doomed.

As time passed, the face of that Great Princess Octavia became paler and paler. Summoning the divine will to descend was a huge burden for her.

Not to mention mobilizing such a powerful force.

But the result was good for her.

Using the power of the gods, she finally forced the two-dimensional bug to the edge of death.

Suren, who was watching the battle from afar, also sensed that the two-dimensional bug's soul fluctuations were getting weaker and weaker.

In the end, it could no longer maintain its two-dimensional state. It was torn into two halves by those big hands. Some fragments of magic towers and various corpse debris that had not been digested fell into the camp like dumping garbage.

Finally, it was killed.

...

Although this monster failed to kill either of the two god-level mages, it also killed many seventh and eighth-tier mages, as well as twenty or thirty ten-thousand-man magic corps, causing hundreds of thousands of casualties. It also destroyed at least one-third of the various supplies, magic towers, and magic prohibitions in the camp.

It could be considered a serious injury.

Suren and Mr. Jing were very satisfied with this result.

After this, at least the Celestial Plane's attack horn could be delayed for half a year.

Moreover, Suren himself was relieved that these guys from the Celestial Plane had dealt with the bug.

He didn't have to exile it himself, which reduced a lot of risk.

Suren suddenly felt good, and Mr. Jing's solemn expression also relaxed. Dafeng Novel

He looked at the corpses of those bugs in the camp again, and was slightly greedy, "Those materials can't be obtained for the time being..."

But now that he had seen the magic camp protected by the divine will, he dismissed his last bit of luck.

If he really forced his way in, he would not be able to come out alive.

This matter obviously had to be considered in the long term.

Just then, Mr. Jing thought of something and said, "There's no need to worry about the situation here for at least a few months. Let's go to the Burial Ground of Gods."

Suren immediately understood and nodded, "Okay."

In this situation, they had to take risks.

They needed to explore the legendary place where the gods fell in the Silent Forest. If they could really refine a large amount of [Cosmic Source Matter], perhaps the battle situation would be greatly changed.