Behind them.
Humans emerged one after another
103million in number
Earth's army had now fully assembled.
Gu Ruisheng stepped forward.
He did not raise his voice.
He did not need to.
The universe leaned in to listen.
"Remember this day."
His words floated gently into the void.
Calm. Soft. Almost kind.
But every syllable struck like a hammer against the heavens.
"You crossed the stars…
to steal from us.
To enslave us.
To erase us."
The battlefield darkened.
Not because of power—
But because shame settled over the enemy.
"You called us primitive."
"You called us weak."
"You called us… insignificant."
His eyes sharpened.
Behind him…
The apex of every beast on Earth raised their heads.
"But WE…"
He stepped forward.
BOOM.
Space CRACKED beneath his foot.
"…are the CHILDREN of EARTH!"
The armies roared.
HOOOOOOOOWL!! (wolves)
KRAAAAAAAAA!! (phoenixes)
ROOOOOOOOAR!! (dragons)
THOOOOOOOOOOM!! (mammoths)
SKREEEEEEEE!! (birds)
GRAAAAAAAAAH!! (lions)
RRRRRRRRUUUUUMBLE!! (turtles)
Tens of millions of beasts.
One voice.
One will.
One Earth.
---
Gu Ruisheng lifted a hand.
The beasts fell silent instantly.
He turned his gaze to the trembling, silent, once-arrogant invaders.
"When we were peaceful…
you called us prey."
He clenched his fist.
The void shivered.
"When we endured…
you called us pathetic."
His aura flared.
A golden radiance burned like a newborn star around him.
"But now…"
He spread his arms wide.
And with them…
The sky split.
Worlds trembled.
Dimensions bent.
The laws of reality SCREAMED.
"…you will call us—"
"DOOM."
The word detonated.
KAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA—BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!
The very fabric of existence convulsed.
Portals shattered.
Planets shook in their orbits.
Stars flickered in fear.
And every beast on Earth unleashed their aura at once.
AN UNSTOPPABLE TSUNAMI OF POWER.
The interstellar coalition collapsed to their knees.
> "W-What the hell IS this pressure?!"
"This is impossible—THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE!"
"WHY IS ONE PLANET STRONGER THAN AN EMPIRE?!"
"WHO ARE THEY?!!!"
A single answer resounded in all minds:
EARTH.
---
Gu Ruisheng raised his hand.
Two simple words left his lips.
"Open fire."
DRAGONS MOVED FIRST.
The Black Dragon King roared.
Its tail whipped once—
And half of the enemy's front line ceased to exist.
A single whip.
Not an attack.
Just movement.
Gone.
Obliterated.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!"
Screams erupted across the battlefield.
"RETREAT! RETREAT!! WE CAN'T FACE THEM—"
TOO LATE.
The phoenixes ignited the skies.
AURORA INFERNO.
Flames like heavenly silk draped over the enemy fleets—
And turned them to GLASS.
Mammoths thundered forward, each step creating gravity wells that CRUSHED starships like insects.
Lions leapt through space, shredding mechas with claws sharper than divine blades.
Wolves vanished—
Then reappeared behind enemy lines, tearing through commanders like shadows of death.
Bird swarms darkened the sky in mesmerizing patterns—
Then rained destruction in synchronized precision.
And then…
THE TURTLES MOVED.
The Black Turtle King inhaled.
The universe braced itself.
"BRACE FOR IMPACT!!!"
THOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
The shockwave didn't explode outward.
It collapsed inward.
An implosion of pure, ancient might—
Crushing entire fleets into glowing, microscopic dust.
> "WE'RE FIGHTING NATURAL DISASTERS!!!"
"THIS ISN'T WAR, IT'S AN EXTINCTION EVENT!!!"
And above all the chaos…
The man who ordered this genocide stood perfectly calm.
Gu Ruisheng's eyes sharpened.
"Do not stop."
He lifted a single finger.
"And do not show mercy."
BOOOOOOOOM.
A second wave of aura hit the battlefield like the wrath of all creation.
The enemy finally understood.
This wasn't revenge.
This wasn't justice.
THIS WAS SENTENCING.
---
And then…
Gu Mian stepped forward.
Silently.
Gracefully.
Her presence… gentle.
Almost peaceful.
Even the dragons quieted.
Even Gu Ruisheng stepped aside.
She raised her hand.
Time itself…
hesitated.
She smiled softly.
" Our turn."
Billions of eyes across the interstellar livestream watched as the Earth Alliance raised their hands in unison.
Energy condensed.
Space distorted.
Bows of pure spiritual force formed within their palms—two meters long, translucent, carved with ancient runes that shimmered like living stars.
Five arrows appeared on each bowstring.
They drew.
The Empire's warships fired first.
A storm of plasma rounds and compressed light tore through space, dense enough to blot out entire regions of the battlefield.
Then—
The Alliance released.
The arrows vanished.
And reappeared inside the Empire's formations.
They did not explode.
They harvested.
Mechas were pierced clean through.
Pilots died before their brains could register pain.
Entire squadrons collapsed as if swept by invisible scythes.
The bullets struck the defensive barrier formed by the dragons, turtles, and phoenixes—ripples spread, but the shield held.
Gu Mian stood at the forefront, her eyes glowing crimson.
With a casual wave of her hand, blood erupted from thousands of enemy bodies, condensed into scarlet spears that reversed direction and impaled their former owners.
Her ability was beautiful.
And horrifying.
The livestream fell into chaos.
Screams.
Prayers.
Worship.
Mad laughter.
The Crown Prince finally realized—
This was not a primitive civilization.
This was a hidden monster.
Heavy artillery was deployed.
Void cannons roared.
The shields began to crack.
Gu Ruisheng lifted his hand.
The Alliance bows doubled in size.
Five arrows became twelve.
Mana output surged.
Space warped violently.
The battlefield became a blender of light and death.
Millions of Empire soldiers died every minute.
Even with endless reinforcements, fear finally appeared.
After one hour…
The Empire retreated.
So did Earth.
Silence fell.
The Alliance sat in formation, calmly absorbing void energy using the Hundred Qi Force Technique, refining it directly within their bodies.
Across the void, the Empire regrouped.
New orders were issued.
Close combat.
Mechas charged forward like steel tides.
Gu Ruisheng commanded the beasts to withdraw.
The humans dispersed.
Energy bows reshaped into blades, spears, halberds, chains, claws, guns made of light.
Gu Mian and Gu Ruisheng mounted the Black Dragon King and ascended, overseeing the battlefield like ancient gods.
Metal clashed with flesh.
Spiritual weapons cut into alloy.
Though difficult, the Empire's mechas bled sparks and shattered parts.
Earth's soldiers laughed as they fought.
They were injured.
Healed.
Returned.
Again.
And again.
And again.
Weeks passed.
Then months.
The battlefield never slept.
Soldiers rotated.
Beasts replaced humans.
Humans replaced beasts.
Void energy was absorbed mid-battle.
Breakthroughs occurred on the battlefield itself.
Healers were eventually ordered to stop healing.
They joined the slaughter.
Sound cultivators entered the war.
Music spread across the void.
Flutes that shattered minds.
Drums that ruptured organs.
Strings that bent perception.
The Empire's army descended into psychological collapse.
Their formations became unstable.
Their commanders aged visibly.
Three months later—
The warships advanced.
The true weapons awakened.
Planet-cracking cannons rotated.
Void annihilators charged.
The turtles moved.
The dragons roared.
The birds darkened the stars.
Gu Ruisheng's gaze sharpened.
Gu Mian slowly rose from the dragon's head.
Her hair drifted like blood-soaked silk.
The true phase of war had begun.
Far above.
Beyond space.
Beyond dimensions.
Something opened its eyes.
The World Consciousness of Earth