Published: March 2, 2025
"What did you say?"
"I said, I refuse this order!"
The Celestial God fell silent. More than a decade ago, after Walter died in the arena during the second sequence ranking battle, the Celestial God recruited three more henchmen—Mocha, K, and Li Quan'an.
Among the three, Mocha was undoubtedly the most favored by the Celestial God and was the strongest in terms of ability. Naturally, the Celestial God granted Mocha significant authority—he was the combat commander on the main battlefield of the Layered Battlefield for the Celestial God faction.
In the absence of the Celestial God on the Layered Battlefield, Mocha was a dominant force, wielding the essence of the Celestial God faction's power and the most elite soldiers. It would not be an exaggeration to say that if, before these events unfolded, Mocha had decided to gather troops for himself, the Celestial God would have found it hard to eliminate him—simply because the cost would have been too high...
However, at the most critical moment, Mocha, this highly regarded supreme commander, dealt a blow of betrayal to the Celestial God!
"This is an order!"
"I refuse!"
The Celestial God’s tone was heavy, while Mocha’s tone was resolute. After a moment, Mocha’s voice came through the communicator.
"I don’t know what has happened between you, Wen Yu, or even in Beijing. I also don’t understand why the Earth's Will would issue such a ridiculous order! I’m sorry, but I don’t comprehend the game between you. I don’t want to understand it... but at the very least, I know what is right and what is wrong!"
"Celestial Lord, I have been on the main battlefield for five years, a full five years... Five years might just pass in a blink for you, but for us, it is not the same. Every moment we face life and death, every moment we linger between life and death. Fighting is our everything, and our comrades are our family! Not just on our side, but also on the side of Beijing and the soul puppets! At the beginning, I thought the fault lay with Lin Haifeng, with Beijing, for driving us out of the main battlefield. I felt cold and heartbroken, but what chilled me even more was your decision..."
"Do you want me to wield the butcher's knife against my own comrades? Do you want me to go against what I have always protected? Do you want me to betray everything I have fought for?"
"I want to remind you that they are not enemies. If you want to subjectively turn them into our enemies, I’m sorry, but this time, Mocha cannot comply!"
Upon hearing this, the Celestial God’s anger turned to a sneer.
"Good! Good! You really have some guts! You’re here lecturing me on principles! Do you think that without you, I have no one left?"
"I know all my subordinates are your people, and I am not lecturing you on principles. However, Celestial Lord, you need to know that what I just said is not just my voice, but the voice of all the soldiers. Now, I would like to seek your opinion again, or rather, I want to see if you are truly someone worth following!"
At this point, Mocha fell silent for a moment before resolutely voicing his demand.
"Please, Lord, retract the order!"
"No way..."
"Then I’m done! To hell with it!!!"
"Crack..."
An ear-piercing noise immediately came from the communicator.
The Celestial God held the communicator, and his face instantly flushed red!
"Alright, very well..."
The Celestial God exhaled heavily and after a moment, dialed another communication.
"Celestial Lord."
"Officer, immediately mobilize all soldiers in the Washington Zone Seven gathering area who have retreated from the front lines. Charge at the defense line of Zone Seven main battlefield!"
"Um, my lord, only Mocha has the authority to issue that order."
"Mocha has betrayed me, betrayed this world, betrayed Mother Earth. Now, I am transferring all powers of the main battlefield legion to you. You are responsible for handling everything!"
Perhaps sensing that the officer still hesitated, the Celestial God added one last sentence.
"This is an order personally issued by Mother Earth."