Published: March 2, 2025
The voice of Wen Yu came through the communicator, and Lin Haifeng was momentarily taken aback. After a pause, he seemed unable to believe it and asked, “Are you crazy?”
“Crazy? No, no, no, I'm not crazy! The celestial god has made a move, and fine, I’ll take it on. It’s just a matter of who is tougher. In fact, I should thank you. If you hadn’t said anything, I wouldn’t have known that my soul puppet legion was performing so well! Look, right now in the main battlefield, my soul puppet legion is in an absolute dominant position. You might not fully understand the terror of the soul creation technique; as long as I want, I can create an equal number of soul puppets in just a few years. At that point, with just my soul puppet legion, I could withstand the onslaught of the demonic clan. What use do I have for those mutated beasts and those celestial god professionals?”
On the other end of the communicator, Wen Yu spoke through clenched teeth!
The celestial god didn’t know what Tang Haofei was capable of and carelessly released Tang N. Fine, the one who would first suffer would be the celestial god; he lost his wife and children!
But this matter isn’t over yet; at least, the celestial god has thoroughly offended Wen Yu this time.
Aren’t you able to hide? Don’t you have the home advantage? Sorry, I have that too! The layered battlefield is my territory! I may not be able to catch you, but with such a large force you’ve developed, don’t your subordinates need to become stronger? Don’t you need to expand your power?
You do, right? Then you need a territory! The earth is only so big, and it’s not enough for many mutated beasts to live in.
You also need a battlefield; by killing the demonic clan, your warriors can grow stronger, and by killing the demonic clan, your soul creation technique can absorb a lot of Creation Energy. Now that I have sealed off the layered battlefield, let’s see where you can find the demonic clan!
Wen Yu didn’t believe that under such high-pressure blockade, the celestial god’s faction could still maintain strong cohesion. If they wanted to grow stronger, they only had one path—joining Beijing. The strength difference between the two factions would flip in a short time. Even with the earth's will backing, the celestial god would have to hide away like a turtle!
If this tactic doesn’t break the celestial god, then I’ll write Wen Yu backward!
However, this method… is indeed somewhat sinister. Once Wen Yu does this, whether the celestial god’s faction will be severely injured is secondary; at least the war potential on the earth’s side will definitely suffer great losses. But who cares? Wen Yu definitely doesn’t care.
He never looked at those endless professionals and mutated beasts with any interest!
But making this plan work will certainly be time-consuming and laborious, and with some other factors, the best scenario would be for the Beijing organization to carry out this action.
“I refuse!”
But Lin Haifeng promptly gave his answer.
Wen Yu knew what Lin Haifeng was worried about. If he did this, it would surely heavily injure the celestial god’s faction. However, looking at the overall situation, the layered battlefield would surely fall into chaos first—Wen Yu understood well how much effort was expended during the initial relocation of all races. You can’t just ask others to move away with a single word!
It’s akin to forced demolition, but the nature of this matter is definitely much more serious than mere forced demolition. Bloodshed and conflict are evident. As for how many people would die, Wen Yu couldn’t calculate it, but it certainly wouldn’t be a small number.
Although Lin Haifeng appeared deep in thought on the surface, throughout the apocalypse, everything Lin Haifeng did was for the greater good. And Wen Yu’s plan looked effective, but in practice, it would result in serious consequences, which Lin Haifeng could anticipate.
The overall loss wouldn’t be less than the Beijing subversion plan—only the nature had changed.