Chapter 1445: Chapter 1402: Proxy War Chapter 1445: Chapter 1402: Proxy War “The demise of nearly a million devout believers and the loss of an equal number of worshipers. If you can endure all that, then why not consider joining our Divine Court?”

Facing the deity who insisted on not intervening in the war and even showed intentions of leaving, the red Dragon God felt a headache coming on; indeed, who made the first move in this war was a rather key issue.

Yet the fellow before him was impervious to persuasion—a loss of such magnitude would drive any ordinary deity to rage, even to the point of losing all reason. But he actually wanted to leave, as if he wished to pretend none of this had ever happened.

“Indeed, the Divine Court is not bad, but not every deity will join.”

“Well, well, I didn’t see that coming. You play the coward so convincingly, yet you’ve got some backbone, looking down on our Divine Court. But, sadly, backbone alone is useless, and by the way, I can take your words as an insult and contempt towards the Divine Court.”

“If you want to fight, then come at me. There’s no need for excuses. Wasn’t this assault you launched an act of war without declaration?”

Compared with the Dragon God nestled within the Sky Dome Volcano, the seemingly insignificant divine being replied.

“Coward! You can eat whatever you want, but you must not speak carelessly. What do you mean ‘war without declaration’? Three days ago, our Divine Court already issued a declaration of war against you. It’s just that your information transmission system is extremely delayed, and you didn’t receive it. That’s not our fault, but your own negligence.”

“So what are you trying to say? You want to dress this war up in the name of justice?”

“Why not? This war will end all chaos, and peace will truly descend upon this world. His Majesty, the God King, will complete an unprecedented great unification, uniting the scattered domains of the world into one.”

“Really…”

“Speak up, continue. With your identity, if you utter words that slander and smear the Divine Court, then, for me, punishing and sanctioning you with force becomes completely justifiable.”

“I will not strike at you here.” The deity, radiating brilliant azure light, gradually dissipated in the sky, leaving the Dragon God clawing in frustration, powerless to intervene since, after all, his target was an avatar—a forceful move would not achieve much substantive significance.

“Such a coward, if I catch you next time, I won’t hold back any longer.”

The Dragon God muttered irritably and then looked down upon the fortress below, which seemed akin to hell itself, a scene that evoked a faint sense of admiration in the Dragon God’s eyes,
“These dark-skinned beings have done quite well, hmm, should I recruit some, bestow upon them Dragon Blood, and establish an Assassin Guard?”

Through the elevated status of divine beings, although the Dragon God himself had not witnessed what just transpired, he could infer the complete picture from what he saw, and so he was somewhat tempted. However, after weighing his options, he still decided to forgo the idea,
“Hmm, I better just cultivate some Dragonkin instead, so as not to give those narrow-minded fellows any wrong ideas.”

Within the Divine Court, the number of divine beings already numbered in the hundreds, and naturally, they divided themselves into three major factions based on their origins and forms.

The Dragon God System, the Giant God System, and the Native God System—also pejoratively called the Indigenous God System in private. Of course, in public, the Dragon Gods and the Giant Gods still accord necessary respect to those Native Gods.

After all, aside from Muria, the Native God System holds the strongest combined strength, given that both Muria’s students and the Lord of War and Storms could be counted among the Native Gods.

For the vassals and minions under Muria to develop to a level that could compete with the Native God System still required a long journey, but it was certain that if His Majesty, the God King, willed it, such a thing would happen sooner or later.

Besides the mainstream three divine factions, there were also some scattered deities who did not partake in the factionalism. These gods were generally regarded as layabouts, a consequence of their temperaments, although some wanted to strive but lacked the capital to compete, like the deity Zor.

Under Muria’s command, there were a small number of Zors, but their quantity was barely enough to sustain several deities, so Zor deities had to cultivate followers from different races to maintain their status.

In such circumstances, if a god were to attempt to usurp those Zor, retribution from these deities would be inevitable, so after weighing the options, the Dragon God chose to abstain, as the gain was not worth the investment.

Ah—
A majestic and stirring dragon roar erupted across the Sky Dome, and the Dragon God who had descended unfurled his wings—the divine crimson light spread from his Dragon Wings, obscuring the sky.

Then, in the next instant, the red Dragon God, in his most valiant posture, fluttered his wings, streaking across the Sky Dome and leaving behind a persistent crimson rainbow.

To arrive and leave without a whisper was really not the Dragon God’s style. Displaying the Dragon God’s majesty to all creatures of heaven and earth was befitting of his nature.

Thus, after attracting nearly all the awe-filled gazes of the assassination squadron carrying out their mission, the Dragon God, having flaunted his presence, left contentedly.

There was nothing more for him here, or any presence worth his staying. The assassination legion below wasn’t worthy of his personal safeguarding. And a weapon fit for use needed no protection.

…

War had broken out. The Nine Heavens Divine Court, taking the lead with its long-covertly trained assassin squadrons, seized just over twenty strategic fortresses, and officially commenced the global conflict.

From that day on, battle cries and clashing swords echoed across the earth, as the faint scent of blood began to waft through the sky, growing thicker with each passing moment, a foreboding atmosphere enveloping the world.

In this unprecedented conflict that spanned the world, each moment snatched away vast numbers of creatures’ lives, countless destinies of various races were rewritten, and everything had changed.

However, in this war of an unprecedented scale, with participant numbers and races both reaching historic levels, divine beings seldom made appearances. Even when they did, it was primarily standoffish, never engaging in combat.

Both sides unanimously controlled the war to stay beneath the threshold of divine intervention, turning this history-making conflict into a form of proxy warfare, hence, the situation frequently reached a critical point.

Although, in terms of control over the breadth and number of domains, the Divine Court undoubtedly ranked first, it found itself without allies beyond its own ranks.

Meaning that once the war began, the Divine Court faced the world as its enemy, and in the proxy warfare, in some battles, the Divine Court even fell into a disadvantageous position.

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Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bombs inscribed with explosive runes rained down from the sky, detonating the inherently unstable elemental crystals within the moment they touched the earth, creating a dazzling display of fireworks that bloomed one after another.

The ground quaked, and shockwaves laced with elemental damage spread, further ravaging an already battered land, leaving it even more devastated.

Wisps of blue smoke ascended, and in the supposed dead lands, discordant creatures wriggled. They surged forward over the ground still warm from the explosions, charging towards the fortress with unstoppable momentum.

“Damn it, conventional attacks are ineffective now; these bastards have adapted to our weapons. We need more powerful arms and additional support.”

Inside the fortress, under the unfurled White Dragon Flag, a commander clad in frosty, ice crystal-adorned magic armor shouted with a troubled expression.

“These disgusting creatures have only adapted to our artillery; they still can’t withstand the sharp blade in your hand, General.”

A soft, slightly flattering female voice echoed from within the General’s armor, someone communicating with him through his helmet’s basic Communication Magic Array.

“What good are these flattering words? I need more guns and more soldiers, or we won’t hold. If we suffer defeat, the White Dragon 11th Legion will become a laughingstock within the Divine Court, and both you and I will be nailed to the pillar of shame.”

“Are we really at our limit, General?”

“Why would I lie to you? You know full well what we’re up against; we’ve really drawn the short straw with this assignment.”

“But after our defeat, those guys won’t care who our enemies are. In the Books, it will only be recorded that we were the first legion in the Divine Court to collapse.”

“If you’re aware, then hurry up and seek reinforcements from headquarters. If we keep fighting like this, we won’t last a month before we’re completely drained.”

“I’ve already requested reinforcements, but it takes time to mobilize resources from the rear.”

“A month’s time—isn’t that enough?”

“It’s tight, General. You must understand, it’s not just us seeking reinforcement; the other legions are as well.”

“Damnable fools!” The armored General, looking at the insects already crawling over the fortress wall, cursed, though it was unclear at who, “How much support can we expect this time?”

“Thirty thousand Red Dragon Missiles, two thousand…”

“That’s hardly enough; it’ll all be gone in three days. Is headquarters giving alms to beggars? Demand more!”

“I’m doing what I can.”

“What you can isn’t enough; you need to fight for it. Remember, every missile you secure could potentially save a soldier’s life. Demand more supplies. Of course, if you could get a God King to intervene, then we wouldn’t have any issues.”

“But, no matter which Sovereign, none will interfere. That’s now common knowledge, true for us as much as the enemy.”

“I really don’t understand it. We clearly have the advantage here; these big figures could easily achieve with a single move what we can’t achieve even with our lives, yet they insist on tying their own hands, letting us small figures fight and die on the frontlines.”

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