Dinsional Central, United Command Post, the place was bustling with noise, soldiers hurriedly coming and going, busy and urgent.
Surrounded by massive sphere screens, divided into countless small sections, each displaying fierce war scenes, rampant energy columns, or the figures of life forms crisscrossing the battlefield.
Communication signals were often cut off, quickly followed by new signals being connected.
Every soldier’s face was tense and solemn, various commands were being orderly transmitted from here to different command nodes.
"FY-1145 node has detected a new X-level life form, urgently deploy Lord Gaius to proceed."
"FY-1375 node enemy deceased, Lord Alves, please promptly proceed to FY-413 node."
"......"
The chief commander was Costate, standing centrally on the command platform, beside him was the deputy commander, responsible for filling the gaps.
Warning sounds were the norm here, the Abyss Clan’s attack gave no respite, horrifying life forms erging from the black fog ant no rest.
All soldiers, from the mont they arrived here, maintained a tense posture.
And on the second level, multiple chiefs of staff were gathered around a virtual map.
This was an abstracted map of the dinsion world, the blue nodes further shrunk, leaving almost only the original quarter, surrounded by ethereal, shadowless black fog.
"This is a aningless war..." In the corner, Gade communicated with two others beside him in a strange language.
This was an ancient language passed down from the Titan Era, not recorded in today’s interstellar translators.
Gade furrowed his brow: "These people seem not to understand that this is already a shallow dinsion world, paralleling the main universe space."
"Elsewhere, there might have been infiltration, they are not defending at all, the spread of abyss fog is rely instinctive, perhaps the Eternal Abyss doesn’t care at all."
"They know." Char shook his head, "Don’t underestimate these people, they are just delaying the spread of the abyss fog."
"Isn’t that foolish?" Gade’s expression was indifferent, "They are investing resources and effort that have no aning."
"These aren’t their own thoughts..." Char’s eyes flickered, "In so sense, they are obeying orders, obeying the orders of that Dominator."
Speaking of that Dominator, Gade paused, helplessly said: "But it’s aningless, that Dominator really..."
Before his voice fell, he heard Costate’s urgent call from the first level, "FY-1378 node is about to fall, urgently deploy the chanical Heavenly King!"
"chanical Heavenly King..." Char couldn’t help but stand up, looking out the window toward the lower level, a battlefield suddenly enlarged.
An imnsely powerful chanical body swept through, quickly resolving the stalemate.
Even though he had witnessed it many tis, Char still found it inexplicable, couldn’t help saying: "The power of this chanical Heavenly King is clearly at Dominator level, and there are eight of them."
In terms of numbers alone, it already compares to the peak of the Titan Era.
He really couldn’t understand how Dominator Li Ming created these chanical bodies.
Char sighed again, "Pity, there are certain restrictions, unable to continuously exert such strength, otherwise the situation would be much better."
Only in extrely stalemated scenarios were these chanical Heavenly Kings allowed to be deployed.
Apart from unknown restriction conditions, he couldn’t think of other reasons.
Char watched for a while, then sat back, chatted with Gade for a few sentences, Waterdrop’s head shook, yet sensed sothing amiss.
Not just him, the chiefs of staff gathered around the map sand table paused as well, looking at each other.
Since the appearance of the Abyss Clan, the united command room’s warning sounds had never stopped, but now they disappeared.
Char imdiately went to the window, thinking so instrunt malfunctioned, he lowered his head to check.
But found that the soldiers below seed equally bewildered, looking at each other.
Costate furrowed his brow, eyes fixated on the battle screens before him, multiple defense nodes’ real-ti battle situations syncing on them.
Sothing happened to all of them.
"Retreat, they retreated?" Char exclaid in shock, Waterdrop’s head radiating light, like a light bulb.
Gade’s face pressed against the glass, staring at the battle screens below, eyes wide open, shocked:
"How could it be, such a scene has never occurred, how could the Eternal Abyss retreat troops!"
An indescribable absurd feeling surged in, searching through the Titan and even earlier Evolution Eras, there was never a similar record.
Since the activity of the Eternal Abyss, the appearance of the Abyss Clan, what they brought to each Evolution Era was endless war.
Yet now, in this era lacking participation from the ultimate life form, the Eternal Abyss actually retreated troops?
"We, won?" Nearby a chief of staff murmured absent-mindedly.
Gade couldn’t help turning his head, wanting to fiercely rebuke this ignorant guy.
Win? Who can say they’ve won against the Eternal Abyss?
But the current scene was indeed hard to comprehend.
"Conduct communication verification and confirm frontline scenes!"
Senior Prince Costate quickly responded, sternly ordered.
"Report, communication channels show no issues..."
"Report, summarized battlefield status, the enemy has indeed retreated!"
"Report..."
Succeeding voices confird that the scenario they observed in real-ti had no falsity, the Eternal Abyss truly retreated.
Costate did not relax, nor did a naive notion of victory arise, instead furrowed his brow tighter, why would it be like this?
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