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Chapter 106: A Multinational Coalition Launches a Holy War Against Poseidon

"...Poseidon suffered a shameful defeat before the eastern coastline! This proves that the so-called gods are not invincible!"

"Now is the best time for humanity to reclaim its sovereignty over the seas! The White Eagle Empire will unite with thirteen allied nations, including Europa and Corona, to form the 'God-Slaying Alliance' and march on Atlantis! We will end it all and seize the treasures belonging to the gods for all humanity!"

On the screen, the flags of more than a dozen countries are displayed side by side. In the background, there are countless well-equipped and menacing legions of Awakened Ones, ready to be dispatched at any moment, as if they could crush the divine kingdom at any instant.

The live stream chat exploded with comments.

[Holy War! This is humanity's holy war against false gods!]

[The White Eagle is awesome! This is what a world beacon should look like!]

[That country to the east fought for ages, but in the end, it was us, the White Eagle, who brought it all to an end!]

Inside the Dragon Guard Command Center, there was an eerie silence.

The members of the first squad looked at the group of passionate "allied forces" on the screen with somewhat strange expressions.

"They...are going to attack Poseidon's homeland?" Lin Chuxue blinked, a little confused by this move.

"A bunch of idiots."

Beside Li Tianshan, a young staff officer wearing gold-rimmed glasses pushed up his glasses and gave his evaluation in a calm tone.

He pointed to the troop deployment map on the screen: "The allied forces seem numerous and powerful, gathering nearly half of the A-level combat power from various countries. But their command system is completely third-rate. The White Eagle wants to be the commander-in-chief, the remaining Awakened in Europe are not convinced, and the Corona wants to take advantage of the situation. This rabble can't even break through the Kraken's defenses, yet they want to challenge a god?"

"Most importantly," the advisor pointed to the word "treasure," "they were blinded by greed and knew nothing of the power of the gods."

Li Tianshan remained silent, simply watching. Until the White Eagle Empire's fleet set sail, its vast red arrowheads plunging towards the deep-sea region where Atlantis was located on the holographic map.

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but it carried throughout the entire command center.

"Make a list of the Kraken's spoils."

"Three pieces of the S-grade set 'Wrath of the Sea God,' three S-grade materials 'Heart of the Abyss'... 1,400 sets of A-grade standard equipment, A-grade materials..."

"All Grade A equipment, issue it immediately. Prioritize replenishing it to the top 100 combat units on the East China Sea defense line that ranked in the top one hundred in terms of combat merit in this battle." Li Tianshan interrupted the report, "Especially the squadron of Zhou Tiezhu in the Songjiang section, equip them with a complete set."

"yes!"

"In addition, we will open a battle merit exchange channel on the military network's internal forum, making all materials of grade B and above available for exchange to the entire army. This will allow soldiers to choose the weapons that best suit their needs."

One command after another flowed smoothly from the mouth of this Chinese commander. Not a single word wasted, not a single moment of hesitation.

While the White Eagle Empire was staging a "god-slaying" drama under the world's gaze, China chose silence, bowed its head, and quietly digested the richest rewards brought by that great war.

……

Half an hour later, on the internal forum of Huaxia Military Network.

A post titled "[Too many pictures to kill cats] Thanks to headquarters for the delivery! Our squadron has upgraded its equipment!" quickly became a trending topic.

Poster ID: Songjiang Tiezhu.

The content is very simple; it's just a bunch of photos.

In the photo, more than thirty soldiers, with an average age of no more than twenty-five, are grinning and showing off their brand-new equipment.

"Brothers, did you see that?! The A-grade 'Storm' Battle Blade! The blade has a built-in wind blade effect; cutting down C-grade sea monsters is like slicing vegetables!"

"My 'Iron Wall' tower shield is even more awesome! It has built-in damage reflection! I just tested it, and it reflected 10% of a B-level attack!"

"A complete set! Every guy in our squadron has a Grade A set! I could never even dream of this!"

The background of the photo is a mountain of animal carcasses and a chaotic mudflat on the eastern beach.

The soldiers' faces still bore the marks of gunpowder and exhaustion, but their eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.

The post was instantly flooded with a massive number of replies.

"Holy crap! It's the big shots from the 37th Squadron of Songjiang! I watched your combat videos, they're amazing!"

"I'm so jealous. We're still using a mix of B-grade stuff, while you guys are all A-grade?"

"Headquarters, you're awesome! When will it be our turn in Zhoushan?"

"Haha, we just received a notification that our company also has a quota of one hundred sets of Grade A equipment! They're being allocated according to battle merits!"

The entire military network was immersed in an atmosphere of near-carnival.

There were no grand slogans or propaganda.

Yes, there was only the most basic joy of receiving new equipment and the desire for greater power.

This bottom-up sense of national pride is more effective and deeply ingrained than any pre-war mobilization.

In the Dragon Guard Command Center, Li Tianshan looked at the scrolling posts on the screen, and a faint smile finally appeared on his perpetually serious face.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Yan, who had remained silent.

"What are you plotting now, kid?"

By this moment, Lu Yan had already regained his composure. He didn't look at the insane equipment, but instead took out the ancient stone tablet he had casually "taken" during his mental battle with Poseidon from his storage space.

"Mr. Li, I have a guess."

Lu Yan placed the jet-black stone slab, engraved with countless strange star trails, on the command platform.

The stone slab felt cold to the touch, without any energy fluctuations, just like an ordinary stone.

But the moment it was placed on the control platform, all the high-speed precision instruments around it experienced a 0.1-second pause.

Li Tianshan's gaze instantly turned serious.

"We always thought that the Star Gate Realm was a natural phenomenon that occurred after the mutation of Blue Star."

Lu Yan's fingers gently traced the strange patterns on the stone slab.

"But through this contact with that 'false god,' I discovered something."

"These so-called secret realms, Eden, Kunlun Ruins, Atlantis... they may not have been formed naturally at all."

Lu Yan raised his head and said, word by word, "They are more like 'anchor points' that some powerful beings have driven into Blue Star in order to draw energy from our world."

"And this stone slab..."

His fingertips rested on an extremely complex star map in the center of the stone slab.

"It's a map of these 'anchor points'."

The entire command center was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone's breath caught in their throats at that moment.

This conjecture is too revolutionary and too shocking!

If what Lu Yan said is true, then all of humanity's past struggles were just futile efforts within rules set by others.

Li Tianshan's expression was more serious than ever before. He didn't question it, but stared intently at the stone slab, as if trying to see through it.

After a long silence, he spoke in a deep voice: "Immediately establish a top-level task force, codenamed 'Seeking the Gods'! Assemble the nation's top paleographers, astrophysicists, and experts in formations and runes, and have them on standby 24/7!"

"No need for that." Lu Yan shook his head. "Instead of pinning our hopes on finding some vague cosmic coordinates, let's first look at... what's beneath our feet."

He carefully probed a wisp of his spiritual energy into the stone slab.

"The anchor points on this stone slab vary in strength. Most of them are dull and lifeless, while only a few faintly resonate with the dragon vein energy of China."

Just then, a researcher in charge of data analysis suddenly rushed over from his workstation as if he had gone mad.

He held a newly deciphered report in his hand, his face flushed, and his voice trembled with excitement.

"Brother Lu! Old Li!"

"The stone slab...the stone slab is reacting!"

"We just compared its energy resonance with the geomantic energy map of the Chinese dragon veins, and one of the strongest resonance points has been activated!"

The researchers projected the report onto a large screen, where a glaring red dot of light flashed wildly across the vast map of China.

It doesn't refer to Kunlun, Mount Tai, or any other famous mountain or lake!

"It's a city..."

The researcher looked up abruptly, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.

"We...the ground beneath our feet right now!"

"It's Yanjing!"