Firefly Journey

After the meeting, Lin Yuanran was about to get up and stretch his legs, but the three high priests showed no intention of leaving and remained seated.

Lin Yuanran ignored them and planned to leave the tent.

Matthew couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, aren't you in too much of a hurry?"

Lin Yuanran's tactical plan was not only simplistic, but practically nonexistent. He told everyone to go back, assemble the troops, and launch a full-scale attack on the Abyss tomorrow? Even children playing house would at least consider a flanking maneuver, and he was just being so hasty.

Lin Yuanran stopped in his tracks without turning around and said, "Then what do you think I should do, senior?"

Matthew said, "Once the reinforcements from various places have arrived, we should launch a multi-pronged attack, coordinate with each other, and crush them in a carpet-bombing manner. Only in this way can we ensure complete success."

The abyss has a complex terrain and a harsh environment, giving monsters an advantage. If we don't proceed cautiously, there could be unnecessary casualties.

Matthew had been stationed in the Abyss for many years and knew the surrounding terrain very well. Therefore, he believed that what he said was the best way for the Allied forces to attack the Abyss.

Lin Yuanran's approach, which disregards everything and insists on everyone joining in, is simply too childish.

This time, Lin Yuanran didn't intend to listen to his opinion and had her own ideas.

"What the senior said is certainly true, but I think that with such a great advantage, our army doesn't need to be timid. We should just go all out and fight them without worrying too much."

Lin Yuanran didn't give him a chance to continue his advice; the divine decree was activated, and he disappeared without a trace.

Matthew said with some concern, "Our Pope is good in every way, except that he is too young. While he is energetic, he doesn't think things through as much as he should."

Conrad, however, disagreed: "Don't worry, he may seem impulsive, but he's not. All we can do now is trust him."

“Instead of wasting your time thinking about this and that, you should be thinking about tomorrow’s battle,” Texas said.

The three high priests had different ideas and were thinking from their own perspectives, but none of them could influence Lin Yuanran's decision.

……

The Church of the Seven Gods was exceptionally efficient; by dawn the next day, all the armies outside the abyss had assembled.

With so many people gathered, the commotion was considerable. The Abyss must have received the news, and it was unrealistic to try to hide it. In short, such a large-scale operation was a clear message to those demons: We're here to punish you, so get ready to face the consequences!

Lin Yuanran gave a pre-battle pep talk, nothing special, just some formulaic platitudes. But even these seemingly formulaic words were incredibly inspiring to everyone.

Those who can become extraordinary are already superior to most people in this world. Only those who perform exceptionally well in the church can be sent to the front lines as key members.

Such people have one characteristic.

They would risk their lives for their beliefs.

Their faith is naturally in their ancestral gods.

In other words, they would do anything to fulfill the unfinished wishes of their ancestral gods.

The deep-seated problem of the abyss must eventually be addressed. Ten thousand years ago, the Ancestral Gods did not have the resources to do it. Ten thousand years later, the time is ripe, so how can they ignore it?

Even though Lin Yuanran only said a few simple words, they were all enraged, like wolves and tigers.

Were they provoked by Lin Yuanran? No, they found their purpose in life.

Without any frills, the Seven Gods' Allied Forces, fully equipped and in formation, began their battle against the Abyss.

Around the world, reinforcements from all sides are arriving in droves, spontaneously responding to the call. They share a common goal with the Seven Gods Alliance: to completely eradicate the demons and ensure that the Pan-Ancient Continent is no longer threatened.

……

The abyss was just as magnificent as the outside world.

Upon receiving news that the Seven Gods' alliance was about to attack, the Dreadlord Aheclotes immediately summoned all the lords, large and small, and the monsters under their jurisdiction.

Aheclotes looked at the lords before him, each with their own ulterior motives, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Why can't you just stay quietly in your own little corner of the world? You have to come out and cause trouble, and to make matters worse, you even try to wake yourself up.

But they seem to have forgotten that the monsters stay in the abyss not because they like it, but because they are defeated and have no choice but to stay in the abyss.

They don't even understand such a simple truth, so they deserve to die.

"All races have invaded. My intention is to resist to the end. Do you have any objections?" Aheclotes said succinctly.

The lords, both large and small, were deathly silent.

They truly hadn't expected that the allied forces of all races outside would actually gather together, displaying an attitude of not returning until they had broken through the abyss.

What's done is done; at this point, there's no other way but to resist. If you cause trouble, you must bear the consequences.

Fortunately, the Dreadlord has truly revived. With him around, perhaps we can really put up a fight against the Allied Forces of All Races.

Little did they know that the great demon king they relied on was a truly ruthless monster.

"Move out, fight to the death!"

It was unclear which great lord shouted, but a series of roars erupted from the demon army, reaching straight into the sky.

Surprisingly, neither of the two commanders devised any decent tactics. The two armies charged toward each other, and once they met, it would likely be an earth-shattering battle.

Aheclotes, on whom the great lord and the monsters placed their hopes, did not rush to the battlefield at the forefront. Instead, he flapped his wings and came to the place where he used to serve as a stone statue.

The great lords were puzzled, but they also thought it was normal, since a commander of Ahercrotes' caliber could not easily step into battle.

The abnormal thing was that the space in front of the Dreadlord tore open, and a figure less than two meters tall walked out.

Lin Yuanran appeared calmly before Ahecrotes.

Even though Ahecrotes' pupils were larger than Lin Yuanran's, Lin Yuanran stood right in front of him, and the two stared at each other.

"How did you tell?"

Hercules was so large that the air currents generated by his normal speech were enough to blow a normal human away.

Lin Yuanran stood before him, motionless, and replied, "The claim that the demon race retreated to the abyss is merely a superficial account. According to the secret scrolls of the Holy See, the Fear Demon King played an extremely important role in the process of all races conquering the demons."

"You are a hero to all races."

The Dreadlord is the hero of all things? That's absolutely terrifying!

Heraclotes frowned. "Who wrote this record?"

Lin Yuanran smiled. The file was handwritten and normally wouldn't have a signature. However, the person who wrote the file must have been quite mischievous, as they drew a picture at the end.

One sun, one moon.

It's clearly the work of that dark goddess.

Based on these clues, Lin Yuanran could easily deduce that Ahercrotes was the kind of demon that remained untainted by the mud.

Just as many other species fawned over the demons during the time when they ruled the continent, willingly becoming their minions, this Dreadlord was a true "traitor to the demons."

Lin Yuanran revealed the contents and ending of the file in its entirety.

Heracles was momentarily stunned upon hearing this.