When the President mobilized the three armies to prepare for war, the outbreak of war was actually delayed.
Following the Federation's sudden mobilization, this war had reached its peak intensity.
This level of war could easily cause a devastating blow to both countries.
Iron Shroud had to readjust his strategy, and so did Impartial Goddess.
The deployment of troops had become more complicated and difficult to calculate.
A human's brain can't understand the calculations of two war AIs, but one thing is for sure.
Iron Shroud has become a lot more cautious.
His movements have slowed down.
On Impartial Goddess' side, her actions have also increased. But she's even more cautious than Iron Shroud when it comes to contact between the two armies.
She knows that a lot of people are doing everything they can to stop this war.
Many of her deployments are just to stall for time.
Fuxi Empire.
The desert oasis palace.
People were constantly coming in and out, passing on information and news.
Royal guards were running back and forth, their blood-soaked blades drawing a terrifying trail on the ground.
Everyone pretended not to see this.
As per the Emperor's orders, the officials had all arrived at the desert oasis palace.
At this time, Empress was issuing orders one after another.
All the officials who were pro-war and close to the Emperor were immediately convicted of treason by Empress.
The royal guards were arresting people from their rooms and executing them on the spot.
The purge had begun.
The conference room.
Empress was being personally protected by the Hunter Association's hitmen, standing a distance away from the officials as she carefully listened to the situation.
She simply stood there, quickly and efficiently taking care of military and national affairs.
This was a very strange scene.
The hitmen who were experts in killing were responsible for protecting Empress.
The royal guards who were supposed to protect the Emperor and Empress were now responsible for killing.
Varona Empress issued another order.
Her Holo-Brain suddenly lit up by itself.
An electronic voice came: [This is Iron Shroud, Your Highness Empress, please take a look]
There wasn't a direct report, so this must be a secret.
Empress looked down.
Two lines of text appeared on the Holo-Brain.
[His Majesty the Emperor's vital signs have disappeared, confirmed death]
[The war is still ongoing, Your Highness Varona, please take command of the three armies]
Empress was stunned.
She turned her back on the crowd and slowly walked towards the Emperor's throne.
She scrunched up her face, her originally beautiful facial features scrunched up as if she was desperately trying to control some kind of voice.
She trembled and took deep breaths, trying to remain calm.
When Empress sat down on the Fuxi Emperor's throne and faced the officials again, her face was completely expressionless.
Everyone was watching this scene, trying to guess the meaning behind Empress's actions.
They suddenly heard something.
"His Majesty is no longer here."
Empress said calmly.
The entire meeting hall fell silent.
After the huge shock, people quickly weighed the pros and cons of the bad news.
Those who could enter the meeting hall at this time were all on Empress's side.
With the Emperor gone, who could contend against Empress?
There was no such person in the current empire.
The officials all had a look of joy in their eyes, but they couldn't help but pretend to be sorrowful. The two emotions mixed together made for an indescribably comical sight.
Empress spoke to Iron Shroud on the Holo-Brain and ordered: "I order the three armies to remain on standby, cease all active attacks"
"Furthermore, immediately request to speak to the Freedom Federation's President"
All the officials and guards went silent. Only her voice could be heard in the entire meeting hall.
Very quickly, the call went through.
"Sir President, how are you"
"That's right, this was Fuxi's fault, fortunately it didn't cause too much damage"
"The culprit has paid the appropriate price — — yes, he has left this world"
"I want … peace, what about you?"
The frontline.
Beep beep beep beep!
Zhang Pei Jia's communicator was ringing in a frenzy.
"Put me through!" he shouted.
"Order: Remain on standby, cease all active attacks"
Zhang Pei Jia immediately opened a cover and pressed a red button.
Bam!
The heavily damaged black armor finally fell to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Zhang Pei Jia was knocked out of the armor and rolled on the ground.
"I surrender!"
He shouted at the green armor that was still in perfect condition.
The metallic fist was only an arm's length away from him.
The green armor abruptly stopped.
The intense wind pressure forced Zhang Pei Jia to take a few steps back.
"Surrender? As a soldier, you dare to challenge me to a life or death battle and still surrender? "the Martial Saint's voice carried a bit of frigid killing intent.
"I'm Empress's subordinate, under orders to stall for time and prevent the war from erupting. Right now, Iron Shroud has given the order to stop the war" Zhang Pei Jia quickly replied.
He didn't dare to be displeased.
As long as the Martial Saint showed even the slightest bit of doubt, he would immediately attack and deal with him with a series of killing blows.
"Varona, Empress's subordinate … so that's how it is!"
The Martial Saint's emotional voice came from the dark green armor.
The Martial Saint's killing intent instantly disappeared.
— — -so the reason he fought with me was to stall for time between the two armies.
His opponent had withstood his storm-like attacks all the way until the moment of dawn.
Not a single soldier was truly involved in the war, and no one was sacrificed.
However, is that really the case?
While Zhang Zong Yang was thinking, a message came from his Holo-Brain.
The President himself had sent him a message.
Only 5 words.
[The war is over]
Following that, Impartial Goddess' arrangements were displayed on the screen.
As Zhang Zong Yang looked at the screen, a smile slowly crept onto his face.
He pressed a button and the green armor's hatch opened.
Zhang Zong Yang jumped out.
He looked at Zhang Pei Jia on the ground, smiled, and gently spoke: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. If that's the case, then you're a true hero"
The Martial Saint reached his hand out to the Marshal.
The Marshal took the Martial Saint's hand and stood up.
"I don't really care about being a hero, but I really did almost lose my life" Zhang Pei Jia sighed.
The Martial Saint smiled: "Because of your stalling, not a single person from either country died, I'm sure this day will go down in history"
"As long as you don't scold me about this again and again, I'll be thankful" Zhang Pei Jia said.
"I won't scold you like that, as the Marshal of the Empire, you're not foolishly loyal, you have a clear understanding and judgement of war, that's quite admirable" Zhang Zong Yang spoke with a serious expression.
"Then — — -you can't scold me about my smoking either" Zhang Pei Jia said.
"Smoking? Why would I care about your smoking? Please go ahead "Zhang Zong Yang was surprised.
"That's good" Zhang Pei Jia was finally satisfied.
He reached his hand behind his head and pulled.
A human skin mask fell off, revealing Jang Young-ho's original appearance.
He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag and complained: "That bullshit Marshal, he's as stubborn as a donkey, I might as well do it myself instead of trying to convince him"
Martial Saint Zhang Zong Yang opened his mouth wide.
But the Martial Saint quickly squinted his eyes, exuding killing intent.
Jang Young-ho felt something wasn't right, looked up at him for a second, then turned to run.
The Martial Saint's angry roar came from behind him: "Little bastard, you dare to try anything funny, stop right there!"
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