The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

A cool and stylish girl took a sticker and left the bar, and everyone else revealed that they also wanted one.

Her meaning was clear: following the upper district meant everyone faced the risk of death, possibly even being torn to pieces by divine magic.

To identify bodies or body parts when clearing the battlefield, specific markers could be useful.

This was usually a taboo subject that no one wanted to talk about, but her actions showed she was prepared to die.

Finally, everyone left, and Fox also took a sticker from her.

Seeing the girl's tense, pale face, Fox comforted her, "Dani, don't overthink it."

"I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid of failure..."

"We'll do our best. No war is guaranteed, but at least we were here."

"I understand. I'll stay here for a while longer. President, you go ahead and get busy. I'm fine."

The girl smiled at him and secretly memorized the sun design Fox had chosen.

After he left, the girl took out a blank sticker, recalled the sun Fox had chosen, and was struck by inspiration. She drew a sunflower and stuck it on her upper arm, covering it with her sleeve.

Her drawing skills were excellent; with a few strokes, it looked lifelike.

If I don't wake up tomorrow, I hope everyone knows that I died chasing the sun, with no regrets.

Actually, her agreement with Fox's proclaimed ideals initially stemmed from his good looks, and the climate was also a simple reason.

She didn't like music; she even hated it, and hated practicing any instrument.

Correspondingly, she liked painting.

But in this world, painting had no future. No matter how skilled... ah, no matter how good you were, you couldn't make a living. Music was the supreme art.

This didn't make her happy. She always felt that the world should have some freedom of choice, instead of only choosing between being a musical genius or a blue-collar worker, right?

So, although there were many things she didn't understand, she still joined Fox's secret society, became a core member, and was about to participate in tomorrow's Operation Bright.

"Eliminate divine tyranny; the world belongs to humanity."

Her small hand rested on her arm, as if drawing strength from it. She finished the wine in her glass and walked out of the bar.

Chapter 270: The Tianming Army is Attacking

Target: Plane B, the former Dragon God Church's temple.

Only pure-blooded dragons and other races recognized by the dragons for making outstanding contributions to these large reptiles were qualified to enter.

Compared to the nations and churches established by humans and other humanoid intelligent races, the Dragon Race's church treated its lower classes even more cruelly.

Due to differences in appearance and the cruel nature of their habits, cannibalism and even torture for entertainment were common sights in this plane.

Biological instincts would give similar-looking creatures more sympathy, and even treat young ones as treasures, like cat slaves.

But if the difference was too great, and there were no extra endearing qualities, then even the same race could be exploited ruthlessly. Facing other races, they would show no mercy.

Therefore, when the Tianming Army knew that their suppressed waiting was over and they could fire on targets other than the Goddess of War Church, their first choice was to eliminate the Dragon God Church.

Because its atrocities were too numerous, and the accumulated hatred was the greatest, multiple joint legions of the Tianming Army immediately launched operations.

Not to mention the strict training they underwent on a daily basis, the new technologies supported by the Empire were also used for this operation. The most popular simplified version of the Virtual Magic God Project was launched, allowing even civilians to possess considerable combat power in a very short time, and then pick up equipment to form organized new legions.

This was the current combat mode of the Tianming Army. Elite corps had been formed, responsible for training and spreading more combat power, serving as first-in-command and instructors, and then rapidly training more combat power from experienced soldiers leading new recruits.

This was a combat mode with great sacrifice, constantly requiring replenishment of fresh blood. From the perspective of death toll, the Tianming Army's choice was very cruel. Countless young people and ordinary people therefore went to the battlefield.

But they were very clear about the consequences and had no regrets; they voluntarily joined this battle.

They wanted to create a world without gods, and to finally release the anger that had been suppressed for so long.

"Report, First Platoon has all passed the Summoner Basic Training." The First Platoon Leader, a man with an artificial limb after a dragon bit off his arm, loudly requested the company commander to inspect the results of their hard training.

"Continuous Ten Magic Test, begin now!"

The company commander took out a timer and watched the uneven ranks of soldiers begin to act.

They came from different regions, had very little education, and many were short due to long-term malnutrition.

Even so, when they heard that they were going to face dragons in battle, none of them retreated. Instead, they scrambled to sign up for the battle, and no team wanted to be in the reserve sequence.

So the higher-ups were also very embarrassed. The soldiers' willingness to fight was too high. Letting some go and not letting others seemed inappropriate. Later, they simply came up with a selection system.

Choose the best among the best. If you have the ability, you go. This was relatively fair, and it saved him from having to make the choices.

And the selection test plan was the trading version of the Virtual Magic God supported by the Empire. Of course, the Tianming Army could not come up with a name like Virtual Magic God Youth Edition, which obviously reduced its value. It was called the Summoner Combat System.

Master of Summoning Magic!

In this way, the prestige was maintained, and it was also very consistent with its combat style.

The Summoner Combat System was actually a Virtual Magic God with fixed cards. Because it was specifically designed for card combat, the system construction and processing difficulty were exponentially reduced, and the number of people responsible for the same energy increased. Correspondingly, the soldiers' learning cost was greatly reduced, and the commander could exert the combat power more quickly.

This was equivalent to locking the upper limit, but at least the lower limit had sufficient guarantee of the combat system.

The Summoner's suitable combat style was to summon three elemental power cards: water, fire, and wind.

The three elemental cards individually could increase attack power, recovery power, and movement speed, respectively, while card combinations could have different magical effects.

From different combinations of the three elements, you could finally get ten very useful magics.

It seemed limited, but relying on the passive bonus effects and making good use of the ten magics, the soldiers formed in this way could actually adapt to many battlefields and exert extremely strong combat power.

This was a bit like modern fire support units, switching different bullets to deal with different enemies.

It was just that now they were releasing magic, and the ammunition was wirelessly supplied by the magic energy repeater.

One high-spirited and highly trained unit after another was selected. Knowing that the enemy was a tough bone to chew, they still rushed to the front line of the battle, launching a final decisive battle against the Dragon God Church.

There were definitely a lot of sacrifices in the battle process, but the Dragon God's power in this world was not strong in the first place. There were also a large number of informants within the church who had long been used by the Tianming Army and could provide intelligence, so the Tianming Army ultimately achieved victory.

When the Dragon God's temple was captured, and then the fire was lit to burn this sinful place, and the countless corpses of mortals and the blood and darkness left behind at the bottom, countless people could not help but cry.

This was the end of an era, and a tribute to the suffering of the past.

Although the Tianming Army's cause could not be smooth sailing, the old soldiers of the Tianming Army knew that the base they had won back today might be taken back by the church tomorrow.

Every moment, they faced encirclement and suppression by the church and nobles. Their will survived in the cracks. The old era was ending, but their era had not yet begun.

Just like the comrades who fell on the road to storming the temple, not every warrior who was celebrating victory here could wait until the world was truly bright and all the gods were swept away.

But they had added bricks and tiles and worked hard for that most sacred victory, a scene that would never have been possible in the past, hadn't they?

The army's ranks parted like a tide. Xia Na, dressed in military uniform, her beauty and heroism perfectly fused, appeared in front of the Tianming Army's generals and soldiers.

She walked onto the high platform where the blood had not completely dried, a position that only the Pope could stand on, and said loudly:

"The Dragon God Church has been destroyed, but we still have many enemies."

"Defeat them!"

"Those nobles, who used to be high above commanding us and exploiting us, are still there!"

"Overthrow them!"

"Those churches, the running dogs of the gods, who fawn on powerful creatures but wield butcher knives against their compatriots, are still there!"

"Overthrow them!"

"At this moment, in the vast planes, there are countless warriors like you who are fighting head-on with the oldest, most traditional, and most powerful forces in this universe. This will be a very long and arduous battle. Continuing on, not only you, but probably your sons and grandsons will have to participate in this battle... Are you afraid?"

A childish, not yet fully changed voice asked loudly:

"We only ask, where are more enemies?"

"Where are the enemies?"

One by one, the warriors of the Tianming Army shouted in unison. They had been suppressed for too long. The repetitive labor day after day had destroyed countless generations. Those resentments had accumulated to this moment and had become an endless fire.

Either mortals die out, or gods die out, otherwise this war will never end.

Xia Na felt the fighting spirit stirring in the field, gently closed her eyes, and felt the heavy pressure on her shoulders.

When this battle began, death would be everywhere. None of these excellent and passionate young people in front of her might see the era that truly belonged to them.

But since they went without hesitation, she should not hesitate, but do her best to guide them to advance towards victory more smoothly.

She opened her eyes again, her beautiful eyes flashing with golden light, looked around, and then looked at her feet, the sky, and said in a deep voice:

"They are everywhere, numerous, but we will form an ocean a hundred times, a thousand times larger than them, and with unstoppable power, create an era that belongs to us!"

"Eliminate divine tyranny; the world belongs to mortals!"

The Tianming Army's slogan echoed in the former Dragon God's square, echoed in the Song Plane, echoed in the God-Slaying Fortress, echoed in the planes that the gods wanted to occupy, and echoed on one battlefield after another where swords were drawn against the gods.

From now on, mortals will no longer hide, but will officially challenge you, the ancient beings who control the order and rules of the universe.

Those past inequalities will never appear in this world again.

Gods, are you ready?

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The Void of Myriad Dimensions, the God Kingdom of the God of Knowledge, where the six gods gathered.

This seemingly small and simple God Kingdom, without any prayer warriors or holy spirits, was empty and even desolate, but no god would underestimate its existence.

Especially after Tyberia was raided and fell, and even the God Kingdom became the God-Slaying Fortress of the Qing Teng Empire, becoming the first front line to block the gods from invading where mortals were, the gods suddenly realized the benefits of a small God Kingdom...

That was safety!

In comparison, their God Kingdoms might become targets for mortal attacks. Even though everyone had strengthened their defenses and deployed forces to prevent sneak attacks, and would basically not replicate Tyberia's tragedy, no one wanted their God Kingdom to fall into the flames of war.

Wars that happened on other people's territory were good wars. Otherwise, even if they won, but turned their own territory into a mess, they would suffer heavy losses even if they won.

In contrast, the Void of Myriad Dimensions had the advantage of being small and hidden. As long as their God Kingdom still existed, it would block the bullets in front. The God of Knowledge could safely control the overall situation and play tricks like faith power loans again.

Over the past many years, he had always done this, commanding the Seven Gods version of the war, but always maintaining a considerable distance from them.

Before, everyone thought that the boss's offensive was too low, but now they realized that the boss's operation was truly far-sighted.

"The next battle will be long and arduous. The current mortals are no less than any ancient god, and even more dangerous than them."

The God of Knowledge first stated the keynote of this meeting, explaining how he viewed the Qing Teng Empire and the operations that those mortals who had mastered the art of slaying gods might do.

Sylvie agreed: "These mortals are indeed troublesome. They don't need faith, so they can recklessly destroy faith, causing our source of faith power to suffer heavy losses."

Her expression was quite heavy. The Song Plane that she had managed best and developed most wonderfully was now caught in the harassment of the Tianming Army.

She could accept the lost faith power, but the churches and nobles were busy suppressing rebellious forces, and she had no fresh and wonderful music to listen to, and the joy of her divine life had dropped a lot.

And Sylvie knew very well how solid the foundation of faith in the Song Plane, which had been managed for tens of thousands of years, was. As a result, it was easily infiltrated by mortals and temporarily gained the upper hand. This was enough to make her see the threat of these mortals clearly.

"The planes we control have also seen armed forces called the Tianming Army. They are establishing bases, gathering rebellious believers, and shaking the foundation of our existence."

Other gods also complained about the troubles they encountered.

They sealed off the God-Slaying Fortress and the surrounding planes, successfully suppressing the Azure Vine Empire from using it as a base to continue destroying the worlds they controlled, or launching attacks against the next god.

However, the Azure Vine Empire constructed the God-Slaying Fortress with various defensive arrangements, rather than using it as a springboard for offensive strikes.

The real attack missions were completed by the Tianming Army. The sparks they had already scattered began to unleash their brilliance without restraint, greatly hindering the Seven Gods from gathering strength to prepare for a counterattack.

The other divine senses converged in the air, and the six gods exchanged recent intelligence. Chain reactions had occurred in various aspects, making it impossible for them to maintain their original strategy and continue occupying the entire universe.

After listening to everyone's reports, the God of Knowledge did not reveal any surprise. He simply said calmly but firmly, "Therefore, we must be mentally prepared to pay a heavy price to achieve victory."

The other gods' expressions gradually became serious. Although some were unwilling, the problems everyone raised were quite serious.

They occupied most of the resources in this universe, but after growing to their current state, the six gods each had their own agendas under the unified banner. No one wanted to lose too much and allow others to take advantage.

Because of this, the resources they controlled could not be mobilized, and flaws would appear in their coordination. If mortals found an opportunity, their so-called eternity and immortality would become a joke.

The fall of Taibella was a heavy blow to their strength and a warning from the enemy that the six gods needed to recognize.

"Boss, just tell us what to do," the God of Hope said indifferently.

Anyway, all his accumulated wealth had been swindled away by Nalinair. Unlike the other gods, he had the carefree attitude of someone with nothing to lose.

After he stated his position, the other four gods understood and nodded in agreement, "Seconded. We will absolutely obey commands in this operation."

The God of Knowledge looked at his companions with heavy and mournful expressions, knowing that this was an inevitable consequence of not encountering enemies of their caliber for too long. He did not criticize them, and instead said with feigned ease:

"Everyone, don't make such faces. This time, the Father God is with us. He will pour all resources into supporting our war against the mortals—after all, they are the last existence in this universe worthy of being called our enemy."