You became an emperor by letting me AFK.

For example, transmitting footage of a certain Heavenly Ritual.

The spiritual energy of the Heavenly Dao and the High Priest possesses the ability to spread information, making it easier to gain followers. Isn't that a great achievement with minimal effort? It's much better than the current endless repetitive work.

"This is too difficult."

Ruan Yue scratched her head, attracting a glance from Dai Qingshuang, who was also on duty nearby. Dai Qingshuang then laughed: "How about you try a different approach, creating an illusion?"

"...It is indeed a bit simple, but can it accurately convey the scene of the Heavenly Dao Festival?"

"You didn't grasp the key point. The crucial thing is to make everyone aware of this; whether it's accurate or not is irrelevant."

"That's interesting. You seem to have a talent for research as well."

"No, I can't do such delicate work."

During the New World War, a group of talented individuals emerged, among whom Ruan Yue, who had made outstanding military achievements, was discovered by Zhuang Qing and began to study subspace. The flying boat was one of her achievements. In terms of scientific research ability, Dai Qingshuang was ashamed to admit that she was inferior.

He is good at fighting.

As an immortal psychic, she no longer felt much stimulation; only the tension of battle could inspire her progress, according to her teacher, Gergentana:

"If your soul hadn't been protected by the High Priest, you probably would have been targeted by the Blood God long ago. Child, you have talent."

Was the great prophet joking?

As the two were talking, another airship hurriedly returned.

The missionary above immediately reported the good news as soon as he came down: "High Priest, we have gained another parish, and they have converted. It is probably because the Heavenly Ritual is not far away, and many spiritualists are very perceptive."

Although there are still more than two years left, it will be a blink of an eye for a powerful psychic.

Hoping for that person's protection.

He is a generous and benevolent god, a fact proven by the empire.

Therefore, the secret missionary work of the Great Qian Dynasty was actually going very smoothly. It just needed to be done discreetly so that the evil gods wouldn't discover it too early, otherwise they would definitely attack the worlds that had converted.

"In this way, during the next Heavenly Dao Festival, we can let Your Majesty experience the faith of other worlds."

"Yes, He will definitely be happy."

"However, the evil god's offensive has slowed down recently. Could he be plotting something?"

"Shouldn't it be because the Heavenly Dao is about to descend? They're cowards."

"We must assume the worst about those guys."

That being said, the Empire would not give up the opportunity. Almost at the same time as everyone was discussing, the golden light symbolizing the High Priest shone even brighter, and wherever it shone, a large number of demons instantly transformed into human-demons and attacked the evil god's occupied territory in the warp.

If you don't call back, I'm going to call back.

Feng Tianyin did not allow the enemy to rest, especially now that the "Armed Propagation" buff was active, the war itself was expanding the influence of the Heavenly Dao Sect.

If you can get something for nothing, why not do it?

The evil gods had originally planned to focus on detonating the contamination left in Terra, but they had to abandon that plan.

They had no choice but to temporarily set aside those pieces and not activate them, leaving it to the players to decide their own fate. Those human kingdoms already tainted by pollution would now face the pressure of the Great Qian Empire.

“Those guys have definitely infiltrated and corrupted us in secret, just like we’ve been proselytizing.”

Zhuang Qing reminded her.

When she was the Queen of Brahma, she frequently entered the subspace and was very familiar with the style of these people. Her own homeland had been infiltrated by corruption more than once.

“I know, that’s why the Empire needs to remain vigilant.”

Feng Tianyin only deduced which countries were easy to infiltrate, but ultimately didn't care, because the world was destined to be unified.

In the years leading up to the Heavenly Dao Festival, let those chess pieces have their troubles during this period of dormancy in the subspace.

They are fearing the future.

Feng Tianyin had some guesses about the pawns hidden in the Terra world.

On the one hand, there is the corruption of high-ranking officials in some countries, which is a hidden issue and requires continued vigilance.

The other side is the public eye.

The evil gods openly infiltrated and corrupted the tribes, creating their own kind. Coupled with the existence of the "refresh barbarian" mechanism, these camps easily became the first targets of infection and thus the first victims, which was quite serious in the border areas of civilization.

Just three months after her decision, the clans that had previously only threatened the shipping lanes began to make new moves.

The city-state of "Cape of Storms" in Southeast Asia is surrounded.

The city lord was the one who sent the telegram to Daqian for help.

Unbeknownst to him, the pleas for help from many victims, including himself, led the empire to decide to increase military spending, sparking a heated discussion within the central staff of the world's leading superpower.

"Organize evacuation, withdraw from the outer defense line, and retreat 10 kilometers."

"As ordered."

Today, it is still regarded as a city-state, but it is not the same as in ancient times; it is a large metropolis.

It includes the city center, towns, suburbs, and a certain amount of arable land, with sufficient supporting facilities.

It's essentially a miniature version of a country, just in size.

Therefore, the port city of Cape Winds has barely managed to withstand attacks from the sea creatures. It has been half a month now, and the city is stumbling and constantly retreating. They are holding out, but unfortunately, their strategic depth is insufficient.

There's no way to retreat.

Behind this 10-kilometer stretch lies the main urban defense line, where a large number of refugees are concentrated.

Civilian casualties are currently under control thanks to the timely relocation of the population to the city center, where the population density is extremely high. Although hundreds of thousands of lives have been saved, if the city were to be breached, it would be a bloodbath, with millions of people becoming sacrifices to the evil god. Among them are even low-level demons.

"Kill! Take over this city and let us give the Great Qian Dynasty a good slap in the face before the Heavenly Dao Festival."

"Since the High Priest dares to make moves in the Warp, then we will sow death across Terra."

"War, where is the war?"

"With such weak resistance, have you not eaten?"

The demons led their kin through the outer defenses with ease, but they left behind a large number of corpses along the way. Many cannon fodder died from the powerful firepower and ultimately suffered casualties under the bombardment of field artillery and explosives.

However, a city-state has very limited military capabilities and it is difficult to carry out cyclical production on its own size, so ammunition is basically stored in stock.

This is difficult.

They are still maintaining communication, but with little effect.

"These guys from Western Continent only talked about providing aid, but nothing came of it. They're complete liars."

"We can't count on them anymore, in the end it's up to us... but we can't hold on any longer."

"It's all the support beyond just providing help."

Cape of Winds is indeed very dangerous, but in reality, the shipping routes in Southeast Asia are all restless. Those families are much smarter than before, and they are distributed along the shipping routes so that they can quickly flow to all directions.

They harvested a large number of lives along the way, thus cobbling together an infected army that landed successfully in a surprise landing operation.

Despicable and shameless.

Lacking naval power and unable to defend themselves, the city-states were forced to turn to inland warfare.

The scene was exactly as it appears now. Looking out from the city's defenses, all one could see were countless trenches and ravines, interspersed with barbed wire, mud, corpses, and broken cannons, all belching thick smoke. The black smoke rose into the sky, obscuring the sunlight and creating a sense of oppression.

They've been breathing in the smell of gunpowder for half a month.

My lungs were burning, my nasal passages felt blocked, I had to breathe heavily, and there was even a foul odor.

Outside were trenches and walls, and inside the city it was no better; the streets were chaotic, with various armored vehicles, ambulances and trucks driving back and forth.

The largest number of those transferred in were wounded.

Some people turn on the radio, and the music and dancing continue, making the world seem so divided.

It has been forgotten.

While countless people far away are still enthusiastically building a new era, the relatively remote city-states of Southeast Asia are completely ignored. Even the shipping routes affected are not that important, as they are not some world-class key routes.

It wouldn't matter if we just handed it over to the clan, right? They're finished anyway.

The countdown to the city's fall has begun.

People watched in despair as the demon army began to penetrate deeper into the interior; at this rate, certain death was inevitable, and everyone would become part of the monsters.

call!

Suddenly, a loud bang came from the sky, and the roaring engine and sonic vibrations were hard to ignore.

The communications soldier shouted, "The signal jamming is gone! We've made contact! The 5th Fleet of the Daqian Navy says they've arrived!"

"We already know that, that was fast."

From the other side of the dark cloud, countless black spots emerged—one after another, carrier-based aircraft. Their light and agile forms quickly enveloped the edge of the battlefield, and the next moment, bombing began.

Boom! Boom!

The creatures perished in the violent explosion. Although they were physically robust, they were still flesh and blood and were instantly vaporized when hit by the aerial bomb.

Even after the bombing ended, it wasn't over; machine gun fire continued, weaving through the steel lines.

Wherever they went, the monsters were instantly torn apart.

The pilots of the Great Qian Dynasty were also quite skilled, often able to target densely packed enemy positions and deliver devastating blows. Moreover, their maneuvering was remarkably graceful, with wave after wave of sorties moving in and out quickly, as if a scalpel were trimming the battlefield.

"We can hold on."

The garrison at Fengbo Cape was not idle either. After rallying their spirits, they quickly prepared for a counterattack.

The pent-up emotions are about to erupt; revenge against the enemy is imperative.

Meanwhile, at the edge of the carrier-based aircraft's range, a dual-carrier battle group was operating intensively. One carrier-based aircraft after another landed on the deck, causing the arresting cables to hiss and come to a stop amidst a burst of high-temperature friction.

Although it looks thrilling, it's not safe at all; every second is fraught with danger.

It all comes down to skill level.

Everyone works together as a component of this massive fighting machine, their muscle memory, training commands, and weapon performance highly integrated – a result of rigorous training.

What sustains them is an incredible amount of training.

Even among pilots, Daqian is unparalleled in the world in terms of flight time and training professionalism. For many years, it has been accumulating this high-tech military branch, never daring to slack off, and always staying at the forefront of the times.

The large-scale bombing operation was only part of the tactics; the offensive could be maintained at a safe distance.