The square with a population of one hundred thousand was packed with people. All the teachers and students of the school had gathered here.
Many of them had heard the news that the Federation had entered the Level 1 state of war in advance. For a moment, there was a boiling cauldron of voices.
An enormous light beam slowly unfolded around the square and began to play the videos sent back from the frontline.
The bustling and bustling towns in the past were enshrouded in smoke and explosions.
Black smoke was spreading out. Demon beasts were soaring to the sky and tearing it apart.
The 3D images made everyone feel like they were in the middle of the battle.
The square, which had been bustling with noise and excitement at the beginning, soon became dead silent. The only thing that could be heard was the explosions on the light beam, which were rolling over everyone's head like thunder.
Everyone's teeth sunk into their lips uncontrollably.
Then, several of the light beams switched to the scene in the meeting hall of the Xing Yao Federation.
The representatives of the Cultivators, the military, and the ordinary people voted. 722 votes were in favor, 114 votes were against, and 163 votes were abstained. It was decided that the Xing Yao Federation would enter the Level 1 state of war again after five hundred years.
Then, Xu Haoran, the Speaker of the Federation, went on stage and announced the war.
As a Cultivator, Li Yao learned more information on the Cultivators' Nexus through telepathic thoughts transmission.
The beast tides that broke out in seven towns in the north of the Grand Desolate Plateau at the same time were not coincidences. They were an attack that the Blood Demon Sector had been planning for a long time.
The seven towns and the mining centers were all located on the same enormous mother lode of crystals.
The mother lode was also one of the largest mother lodes in the Xing Yao Federation with the highest reserves.
By occupying the mother lode, not only would the Blood Demon Sector be able to suppress the resource collection of the Xing Yao Federation, the Blood Demon Sector would also be able to make use of the astonishing reserves of crystals in the mother lode to create an even larger army. The devilish warships and the super large demon beasts of the Blood Demon Sector would invade the Tian Yuan Realm.
The biggest difference between the Level 1 state of war and normal times was the battle credits.
In the Level 1 state of war, battle credits were everything!
Kill the enemy bravely. The more military credits one accumulated, the more magical equipment, Cultivation arts, pills, and even the exploitation rights of mother lodes could be redeemed from the Federation government and the Cultivators' Nexus.
The Federation government's post-war reconstruction work, the distribution of war orders, and even the granting of bank loans were all decided based on the level of military service.
With the Xing Yao Federation's culture of worshipping martial arts and heroes, sects and individuals with outstanding military achievements would be welcomed wherever they went. Connections and resources would come without invitation.
If the other cultivators were fighting bravely at the front line, they would be fighting bravely. If a certain sect or individual were to hole up in the mountain gate and not gain any battle achievements, it would be difficult for them to go out. All of their business partners and customers would leave one by one, and public opinion would start to criticize them. Even the disciples and members of the sect would feel ashamed and part ways.
This time. The three great parliaments also took out a trump card.
The credits could even be exchanged for resources and land in the Dark Desolate Domain and the Blood Demon Sector!
The Tian Yuan Realm had been under construction for five hundred years. Except for the undeveloped virgin lands deep inside the Grand Desolate Plateau and the Dark Desolate Domain, most of the land and resources were owned by someone else. The social classes were becoming more and more rigid.
Ordinary people might be able to live in such a peaceful and stable environment without any worries.
But for the ambitious … For the young cultivators who had no background, such a reality was too uncomfortable.
Right now, it was time to change their fate!
Once the Heaven's Origin Sector and the Blood Demon Sector were truly melded into a stable Sector again, there would be twice as much land and resources as before.
By then, the Dark Desolate Domain … It would no longer be torn apart by the two worlds. It would certainly become a fertile land suitable for living.
As long as the demon race was defeated, the land and resources would be ownerless. They could build their own residences, bases, or even towns at will.
And all of that would be redeemed with battle credits.
This kind of attraction was undoubtedly huge.
To own a thousand square kilometers of land deep inside the Blood Demon Sector, with mother lodes of crystals everywhere, and even to build their own towns …
Even Li Yao felt that his blood was boiling when he thought of it.
With Ou Yezi's memories, how could he not want to be like Ou Yezi forty thousand years ago? How could he not want to establish his own sect and develop the essence of the ancient refining arts?
And all of that would require astronomical resources.
To craft the Crystal Suit, it might be enough for him to do it alone.
But to become a master of refining who could travel in the sea of stars and craft 'stellar-level magical equipment' the size of a planet, it was impossible without the support of an enormous force!
As for the calculation of battle credits …
Li Yao quickly absorbed tremendous information through telepathic thoughts transmission.
He found that a real-time interactive war mission system had been added to the Cultivators' Nexus of Heaven's Origin Sector.
It was an enormous system supported by countless admin-type cultivators, which completely solved the problem of cultivators participating in large-scale wars.
For cultivators with powerful individual strength, how to conduct a war had always been a dilemma.
Most Cultivators couldn't accept the strict and strict environment in the army where orders were obeyed and orders were obeyed.
Organizing all cultivators into an army and training them in a militarized way had been proven to be unworkable in the era of the Red Dragon Army.
Therefore, there were not many high-level cultivators in the Union Army.
Most cultivators preferred to join sects or simply become unaffiliated cultivators for the sake of freedom and freedom. They could train and fight as they pleased.
Cultivators, who were like a sheet of loose sand, could still solve the problem with their powerful combat ability in a battle of dozens or hundreds of people at most.
But when faced with a huge battle of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people, it was simply impossible for them to unite effectively. They would often collapse without a fight.
Thus, the war mission system was born.
It was a combination of countless admin-type cultivators and the most advanced super-giant crystal processors of the Xing Yao Federation, which carried out ultra-intensive calculations and analysis. All the strategic missions were broken down step by step into tactical missions with clear objectives.
The data of all cultivators. Through the analysis of the crystal processors, the missions were matched with each other, and the missions that the cultivators were best at and had the highest success rate would be selected and recommended to every cultivator through the Spiritual Nexus.
For example. A culture-type cultivator would be assigned to the frontline to carry out the mission of boosting morale or pacifying people in the hospital.
As for a body refiner who was skilled in close combat, they would often be assigned to a small space that was most suitable for close combat to fight.
As a cultivator, they could also enter their latest data into the war mission system to increase the matching rate of missions.
Every mission had a certain amount of battle credits. Once completed, the credits would be automatically calculated.
Cultivators could use these battle credits to trade. Or they could save them up and exchange them for land and resources in the Blood Demon Sector when the war was won.
In this way, the scattered cultivators could organize themselves and fight like an army.
There was only one rule.
You could choose not to accept the recommended missions, or you could choose missions that were not recommended by the system.
But once you accepted a mission. You had to do your best to complete it.
Deserters would be sent to the Cultivation Court. You would have to accept the scorn and fury of the entire world of cultivators.
On the light beam, Xu Haoran, the Speaker of the Federation of Blood Demon Sector, was about to finish his impassioned declaration of war.
He pressed his hands on the desk and spoke slowly. His voice was low, and there was no hint of desperation in it.
But there was a sense of unshakable determination in his every word.
"The Blood Demon Sector wants war. We will give it war. Until the skull of the last demon beast is crushed by the boots of the human race of the Heaven's Origin Sector, this war will never end! "
"Speaker Xu Haoran's only son joined the army last year. As an ordinary officer, he was sent to the northernmost defense line of the Union Army. "
Yuan Manqiu said softly, "Their base is in Rainflower City, the first town to be swallowed by the beast tide."
…
Half a day later, a crystal airship painted with the emblem of Furious Fist of the Grand Desolate War Institution rushed to the battlefield in the north of the Grand Desolate Plateau.
It was the first batch of forces that the Grand Desolate War Institution had sent to the bloody battle. All of them were experts above the high level of the Refinement Stage. Most of them were teachers of the Combat Department and the Medical Department. Few of them were students like Li Yao.
The crystal airship was rushing at a high speed. The power rune arrays had been activated to the maximum. Even the shell of the airship was squeaking.
After rushing for half a day, at dusk, they finally saw a burning city on the horizon.
It was their destination, Red Lotus City!
Right now, Red Lotus City had truly turned into a blossoming bloody lotus.
The rolling smoke mixed with the blood-stained sunset and turned into a smoky Sky Devouring Behemoth. Stepping on the black clouds, it blotted out the sky and the sun. Opening its bloody mouth, it let out a silent roar at the crystal airship, displaying its terrifying strength without any scruples.
Although they were dozens of kilometers away, Li Yao could feel the burning pain on his skin as if it were being stabbed by needles and the pungent smell of sulfur.
The expanding smoke and dust shrouded the area within a radius of a hundred miles in a faint smoky gray color.
Countless fine ashes floated in the air, as if billions of black butterflies were dancing in the air.
The doomsday-like scene cast everybody into silence.
On the ground, hundreds of black dragons were marching to the south slowly.
They were the civilians who had escaped from Red Lotus City.
Most of the people were blackened by the smoke. Many of them were in ragged clothes and bruises all over their bodies. They could only support each other or hold the last bundle tightly. Under the protection of the army, they retreated to the south in a daze.
In contrast to the tides of people who were marching to the south, the crystal airships were carrying countless Cultivators toward the end of the world, spurting colorful exhaust flames.
The world turned black and white.
Only the exhaust flames of the crystal airships were so bright that they were almost dazzling.
Many civilians and soldiers who were marching forward noticed the crystal airships coming from the south incessantly.
They soon learned that those who were marching against the current to the burning flames were all Cultivators.
The Cultivators would certainly help them take back their home.
They would also avenge them.
A silent order exploded in the scorching air. Everyone stopped in their tracks.
In the dancing ashes, in the mud, the people who had just lost their home gritted their teeth and held back their tears. They raised their fists and waved at the crystal airships in the sky.
They were paying respect to the Cultivators in their own way.
The soldiers who were protecting the civilians nearby were also in high spirits.
"Pa!" He stood at attention and saluted toward the burning sky.
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Today's chapter is dedicated to the brave warriors who were marching against the current and facing life and death in the face of a catastrophe.
I've been meaning to write this chapter for a few days. But when I did, I realized that my ink was so weak that it could not describe one ten-thousandth of the heroes in the real world.
No matter what, let's try our best to persevere to the end together with the brave warriors and the heroes in their posts, in their ordinary or extraordinary jobs and lives. Floating astronomy.
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