I created the Anomaly Control Bureau

Chapter 1003, Section 998: The Final Calm
Despite the Federation's terrifying efficiency in mobilizing a large number of resources and personnel in a short period of time, a war of this scale is not child's play, and no matter how efficient it is, it will still take a lot of time.

Such a large-scale movement would naturally attract the attention of the cherubim.

The first targets were the Federation's dozen or so decoy plans. Thanks to their meticulous preparations, the Cherubim wasted a lot of time and also sounded the alarm for the Federation.

The latter is actually more important in war, because in the face of the Cherubim's ability to create clones, no amount of bait can consume a tiny amount of time, while the Federation, which has been alerted, can react in advance.

Therefore, when Cherubim lead other angels to attack truly important facilities, in most cases these facilities have either already been relocated, or they have deployed various powerful beings capable of resisting them, thus delaying the Federation to relocate its facilities, or they have set up obvious traps to force the angels to retreat.

Apart from a few unfortunate facilities, most of the attacked sites remained intact, at most causing delays to the progress of some projects. But this was like the Federation's obstruction of the prophecy, a slow death.

Unbeknownst to them, the situation of both parties underwent a subtle transformation.

However, while the whole world was engaged in fierce wars, the island in the middle of the lake where Marne was located was very peaceful. If it weren't for the giant cannon in the very center of the island, it would look like he was on vacation.

Of course, there was nothing he could do about it. After all, he couldn't leave the Southern Federation and had to guard the weapon. He couldn't participate in those seemingly intense battles either.

"Don't you get bored?"

Sitting on the deck chair opposite Marne was the shadow sent by the Federation.

As someone with the ability to create clones, he could even be considered the most important central figure in this war. It was because of his existence that the Federation was able to so perfectly command various war zones around the world simultaneously.

First, he is the best communication tool in the world. With him, the Federation does not have to worry about Zhitian using any means to destroy their communication functions. This is also thanks to his second ability.

The shadow is also a perfect teleportation tool, which means that even if the cherubim kills the shadow's clone, he can instantly return to the battlefield and deploy troops and resources from other places.

These two characteristics, combined with telepathy, gave the Federation incredible power.

To be honest, only telepaths or reality-distorting creations like cherubim could achieve such a massive number of clones that can clearly convey information. Although this power is not that dominant in many head-on one-on-one battles, it has endless potential in various other aspects.

“I am not a warmonger,” Marne replied briefly, gazing at the horizon.

The shadow sat up slightly:

“Seraun is different from you. Even though he has lived for so many years, he still has an endless and terrifying amount of energy in his body. I don’t know if it’s because the consciousness structure of you gods and humans is too different.”

"But I always felt that guy had countless plans and ideas to realize, not to mention that he did everything himself. To be honest, I originally thought that he was the one who would bring about a huge change to the whole era, not Heaven."

"I've always been curious whether he, as the sun god, possesses inexhaustible energy, which is why he's so energetic. What do you think?"

"As the new sun god."

Marx and Engels answered calmly:

"omnipotent."

The shadow leaned forward slightly, its face full of curiosity:

"The last few times we met, your attitude was, well, how should I put it, a bit arrogant. Why have you become so aloof now? Is it because of what happened in Heaven?"

Marne glanced at him expressionlessly:
"I only despise you, not that I'm stupid. In war, calmness and decisiveness are equally important, and Heaven is indeed more threatening than you humans. After all, you can't truly destroy me. In fact, I'd rather destroy it than you."

He made no attempt to hide his thoughts.

The shadow said thoughtfully:

"That's true. Compared to them, our disputes are just minor skirmishes. After all, even if a fierce war breaks out between us, at most there will be some bloodshed and some deaths. But the Reality Twisters are different..."

"What they can do is far more terrifying than what we can do."

The shadow paused at this point:
Do you think the Cherubim will fall into our carefully prepared trap?

Marx and Engels replied:
“I am not a prophet and cannot see the future, nor does it depend on my efforts, but even if she senses the existence of the problem, she will inevitably have to invest her efforts here.”

"If she really has a way to deal with this weapon and manages to avoid this place, then I will naturally think of other solutions. Besides, don't you have backup plans?"

The shadow got up and walked to Mar and Engels' side:

“You’re right, but I’m still a little worried. Just like the fallen angel said, the fact that the cherubim are now advancing the prophecy must mean that she has seen something.”

"When dealing with Shenxiao back then, Heaven invested a huge amount of resources. Looking back now, it's likely that she was already laying the groundwork for this moment, even though we seem to have the upper hand now..."

"But the situation is still not good."

Marne believed him, and he wasn't really placing all his hopes on the Federation. If the Cherubim had another way to remotely resolve the trap, he would immediately change his identity.

As Marne, he had already negotiated with the Federation, allowing him to use that identity at any time to engage in the main battlefields of Heaven, or anywhere else in the world.

If the Cherubim really doesn't come, then Marne will go to find him.

“I’m not worried about the future,” he replied to the shadow. “If things change, we can figure out how to deal with it then.”

The shadow smiled:
"The way you speak makes it seem like nothing can stop you, and you can overcome any difficulty."

Marx and Engels answered naturally:
"Of course, nothing can stop me."

The shadow shrugged:

"If the seal doesn't restrict your movement, that's true..."

He paused here, then his expression suddenly became much more serious:
"Although it was a bit sudden, speed is of the essence in war, so the Federation asked me to inform you..."

"The war has begun."

Hearing this, Maren was not surprised at all. Given the existence of shadows, the correct approach was to prevent anyone from knowing the timing of the attack in advance, or even to keep the specific timing a secret.

“Very good.” He walked toward the gun emplacement.

(End of this chapter)