CHAPTER 699: CHAPTER 698 THE GOLDEN BATTLE HORN BLOWS

"Zone 20?"

Ge Changming’s eyes showed a hint of confusion. After thinking for a bit, he asked, "Is it that Zone 20 that merged with the Snowfield Frost Land?"

Lu Zixun nodded and smiled meaningfully, "We have allies too."

"Oh, okay."

The quick-to-understand Ge Changming gestured an "OK" with his hand, then turned and left the office.

The declaration of war by the Elf Kingdom on the Crimson Alliance had indeed aroused Lu Zixun’s curiosity.

After logging into the Night Language Forum and learning about the specific situation, Lu Zixun stroked his chin, his eyes revealing a contemplative look.

"I don’t understand."

Standing in front of Yang Guohong, Lu Xinran lowered her head and whispered.

"Don’t understand what?"

Yang Guohong, whose hair had turned mostly white in just two weeks, smiled gently at Lu Xinran, "Don’t understand why the Crimson Alliance doesn’t ask for support from the Demon Country?"

Clearly, Lu Xinran was troubled by this question and slowly nodded her head.

"Silly child."

Yang Guohong sighed, "Because the Elf Kingdom’s target isn’t the Fusion World at all—because they have no means to deal with Lu Zixun. This is the deterrent power of the strong."

"Lu Zixun... shouldn’t be that strong."

After a pause, Lu Xinran shook her head, "Besides, he only killed a clone. How could he have such a huge deterrent effect?"

Faced with Lu Xinran’s continued underestimation of Lu Zixun, disappointment flickered in Yang Guohong’s eyes.

But Yang Guohong hid it well, and Lu Xinran didn’t see it.

Yang Guohong fell silent for a while before speaking, "Xinran, if you were to take action, could you eliminate An Lan’s clone as cleanly and decisively?"

"I..."

Lu Xinran’s mouth opened, but she was at a loss for words. It took her a while before she shook her head—she couldn’t do it.

"That’s right. Even if it’s just a clone, it’s one with F-level strength and carrying an Elf Bow..."

He was cut off mid-sentence as Yang Guohong started coughing violently, his face instantly turning as pale as defeat.

"Grandpa!"

Lu Xinran exclaimed, rushing to Yang Guohong’s side, using her Spiritual Energy to help him fight the energy inside his body.

After a while, Yang Guohong, whose breathing was weak, lay on the bed with his arm lightly resting on Lu Xinran’s hand, "Xinran, stop being petty. Grandpa won’t live much longer. Lu Zixun’s heart is for humanity—don’t be too prejudiced against him."

"But... but..."

Hearing Yang Guohong’s words like a final testament, Lu Xinran spoke with a choked voice, "But Crimson hasn’t done anything wrong, yet he still targets Crimson—that’s where he’s wrong!"

Faced with the greatly emotional Lu Xinran, Yang Guohong managed to smile weakly, "Perhaps in your eyes, Crimson has done nothing wrong. But it’s not the same for Lu Zixun. Previously, every move Crimson made was hoping for his death, but each time, he cleverly resolved it. So... cough, I’ve compiled the experiences of Lu Zixun in the Crimson Land for you. Read them thoroughly, learn well."

Closing his eyes slowly, Yang Guohong suddenly seemed to remember something and said distantly, "Oh, it’s not the Crimson Land anymore, it’s the Fusion World now."

"Grandpa."

With a call, Lu Xinran looked at Yang Guohong, feeling an unusual bitterness in her heart.

Why had the kind old man from before turned out like this?

"I’m fine. I’m just tired. Let me rest for a bit."

After Lu Xinran left, the lights in the room slowly went out.

A moment later, a faint sigh could be heard from the room, "Still can’t die, huh."

...

The Elf Kingdom had scheduled the time for the war to start in three days.

During this period, it was observable that both the Elf Kingdom and the Insect Breeding Grounds had already begun organizing their armies, and the Crimson Alliance was also starting to respond "tensely."

Lu Zixun, with a straw in his mouth and cradling a milk tea, watched the live stream and occasionally commented.

"This army’s average rank is J; are they going up just to die?"

"Hoho, really not reinforcing the walls? A single I-level magic would take them out."

Lu Zixun, known online for his sarcastic comments, unsurprisingly received a lot of praise.

Some even suggested that Lu Zixun start his own live stream.

To this, Lu Zixun turned a blind eye. His purpose in making comments wasn’t just to piss off the Crimson Alliance.

It was merely a side note to the Crimson Alliance, to play their part well, or else it would be boring if they were exposed.

As if someone had seen Lu Zixun’s comments on purpose, the next day the army was all upgraded to I-level.

At the same time, Defensive Talismans were inscribed on the walls outside the city, and someone even tagged @TeaLovingCat, asking if there was anything else that needed improvement.

Now, Lu Zixun’s persona had become thoroughly popular.

Just a few comments, and the Crimson Alliance was taking suggestions—that was quite the influential standing.

It’s just too bad that Lu Zixun was merely acting on a whim of boredom yesterday; today, he was immersed in the process of absorbing Spiritual Ability Traits.

At this rate, Lu Zixun only needed two weeks to be promoted to E-level.

One major rank per month, at this pace, even Lu Zixun wanted to lean back tactically and ask, "What’s a genius cultivator, huh~"

Unlike Lu Zixun, who knew the inside scoop, the Spiritual Ability Users from the Fusion World were incredibly tense the day before the war.

After all, this time they were not just facing the Insect Breeding Ground.

It was fair to say that the Crimson Alliance was facing a pincer attack, a situation fraught with extreme danger. It was no wonder these Spiritual Ability Users were worried.

Having finished absorbing the Spiritual Ability Traits, Lu Zixun saw a bunch of people praying on the live stream and couldn’t help but shake his head.

If prayers worked, why bother improving one’s strength... Pft?

The scene that appeared in the live stream caused Lu Zixun to spray out his milk tea.

In Insect Slaying Zone B, above God’s Church created by Order for the Justice Goddess, a vortex appeared, descending a mass of golden light.

And Qing Yuanyang, the Sect Hierarch, bathed in the golden light, slowly floated upward.

"Fog Grass? Could this be the ascent during teleportation they talk about?"

In Lu Zixun’s little eyes, there was sheer astonishment. This miraculous move was something Lu Zixun had never seen before.

It was as if the appearance of this golden light had sounded the trumpets of battle.

The soldiers that had been stationed to defend the Elf Kingdom passed through a hidden teleportation array, spanning half of the Fusion World to reach the Insect Slaying Zone, launching an attack on the Insect Breeding Ground.

And above the Elf Kingdom, several giant dragons appeared.

Landing on the ground, they transported the Elf Soldiers, flying toward the neighboring Insect Breeding Ground.

War was imminent.