Chapter 1158: Counterattack of the Empire Monarchs! Eternal Sacred Land!

Chapter 1158: The Empire Sovereigns' Counteroffensive! The Timeless Holy Land!

These fools sought glory.

Yet perhaps they didn't foresee that, facing an enemy hundreds of times their own strength, not only had they escaped mortal danger, but had instead fed themselves abundantly from this crisis—gaining the power to decide precisely when this grand gathering of sovereigns would end.

Once the event concludes, the Sun-Royal Empire will rise as a true colossus, capable of making even the highest-ranking divine dominions tremble, a force that shall rule across the cosmos!

"Fine."

"Let them stay away."

"Perfectly timed to exhaust my recruitment count."

Zhou Zhou murmured to himself.

As for those myriad ethnic sovereign domains—neither their strength nor their influence posed any real threat to Zhou Zhou, nor to the advanced Crimson Empires. He had no concern that they might interfere with his current mission.

……

Time flew by swiftly.

By morning, it was already the evening of the second day.

Within the Crimson Army.

In the War Chamber of the Chaotic Crimson Empire’s headquarters.

Ninety-three high-ranking rulers of the Crimson Empire gathered here.

Each of them bore a grim expression, and the atmosphere within the chamber weighed heavily with tension.

After a long silence,

Master Maglu, the ruler of the Maglu Crimson Empire, spoke first to Os.

His voice was laced with suppressed fury.

"Our 'illustrious' Osmon."

"Are we truly to watch helplessly as the Celestial Emperor's armies keep launching stealth attacks upon us?"

"Because of your order for defensive counteroffensive, the Magus-Lash Red Empire has already lost over 30 billion Red soldiers, more than 8,000 Red deities, and three Red True Gods!"

"This is the toll of merely a high-tier Red Empire!"

"The entire Red Alliance forces have already suffered a 6% loss of Red soldiers!"

"Red deities and Red True Gods have nearly been halved!"

"Are we to continue marching forward toward the Sun's Capital, without choosing to fight them to the death right here?"

By the time he reached the end of his words, his fury had erupted beyond control, and he turned his wrath directly upon Osmon.

Though they had temporarily placed Osmon at the head of their hierarchy, in truth, as sovereigns of empires, they were still allied—no one held a position significantly beneath Osmon's.

Thus, when he raged against Osmon, there was not a single tremor of fear in his heart.

And as the Master of Magus spoke, the rulers of the other empires could no longer contain their emotions, launching bitter complaints against Os. Many of the rulers felt deeply frustrated and resentful.

Who could have imagined?

Starting with such overwhelming military superiority, they had ended up living in such humiliating circumstances?

They'd been beaten all along!

The enemy had suffered not a single loss!

Yet Os said nothing.

Things had reached this point, and none of them had anticipated it. He knew he bore primary responsibility, so he simply allowed them to vent their fury.

Only after the storm of arguments had somewhat subsided did Os finally speak:

"Nor did I expect it."

"The warships of the Prairial Empire were actually divine-class warships."

"Even if we possess a hundred times more soldiers, deities, and true gods than our enemies, we have no remedy against their warships that move with speed several times faster than ours."

"Are we truly destined to simply suffer and take it all?"

"I have lived a long life, and never have I been treated with such humiliation!"

"This is the most humiliating war I have ever fought—no, I will not give up!"

The other imperial rulers erupted in fury.

"There are only two options now."

"The first is to continue with the original plan and advance toward the Prajyata Empire. Once we destroy the Prajyata Empire, the Celestial Sovereign and His armies will fall into disarray on their own."

"As for the second method…"

Os stood, "My Imperial Majesty has already laid hidden forces along our route. These ambushes now surround the entire region within ten light-years."

"The Celestial Sovereign and His vast armies have been constantly attacking us. Their troop positions must be close—within reach of us."

"If all of you agree, we can immediately launch our assault, encircle the Celestial Sovereign and his entire army, seal off space and time, and finally annihilate them with the full might of our combined forces!"

"But there is one risk."

"I fear that the True God-level warships of the opposing side may possess the ability to traverse space and time at the True God or even Primordial God level."

"If they master such technology, our annihilation plan would be rendered meaningless."

"I know that since you have come to the Supreme Continent to wage war on behalf of your red god realm, you must possess some Primordial God-level capabilities, at the very least."

"If you have means to reinforce the temporal seal at the Primordial God level, why not reveal them now?"

"Once we successfully eliminate the Celestial Sovereign, the ruler who provides such reinforcement will surely receive greater rewards from the Red Sovereign."

"Moreover, the Celestial Sovereign wields numerous tactics and commands several Primordial God-level techniques."

"When we begin fighting them, and when they deploy their Primordial God-level countermeasures, I hope that besides myself, each of you will also bring forth your own Primordial God-level abilities to destroy both the Celestial Sovereign and his entire army."

"After this battle concludes, during the war review before the Red Sovereign, each of you will be able to publicly demonstrate your contributions and gain the Red Sovereign's recognition and favor."

"What do you think?"

Having said that,

Os turned his gaze toward the 92 senior rulers of the Crimson Empire.

Among these 92 rulers, about twenty or thirty of them hesitated visibly after hearing Os's words.

They were all rulers wielding divine-tier techniques.

Yet each of them hesitated to deploy them—

for those were divine-tier powers, rare even among the god-kingly factions behind their empires.

Each use meant one less, and each loss diminished the strength and fortune of their empire.

Such matters touched the very fate of nations; they could not afford recklessness.

Still, the thought of serving the Crimson Sovereign ultimately won them over.

"I possess a small amount of 'Eternal Holy Soil,' capable of sealing time and space—no matter how powerful the Ten Great Deities, they cannot escape the temporal blockade imposed by the Eternal Holy Soil through any spatial concealment techniques."

"If your ambush successfully traps the Celestial Sovereign and his entire army..."

"I can activate the Eternal Holy Soil to aid you in eliminating the Celestial Sovereign."

"But isn't the Celestial Sovereign merely a fragment of his true self? Shouldn't you also possess a means to bind fate with the original entity?"

After a long pause, the Imperial Sovereign whose body was translucent and reflecting shifting temporal illusions finally spoke.

The moment those words were uttered,

the other Imperial Sovereigns gasped in shock.

"Eternal Holy Soil? Is that the sacred soil that encases the River of Time?"

"It's said that the Eternal Holy Soil doesn't just regulate the flow of time and space—but even the flow of fate itself. How could the Years-Red Empire possess such a divine artifact?"

"It's rumored that the Years-Red Empire has a secret doctrine for navigating the River of Time, allowing them to harvest countless treasures from its depths. It seems the tale is indeed true."

...

Upon hearing this, Osiris also displayed a look of astonishment, then a smile spread across his face.

"Rest assured."

"The fate-bound artifact connected to the original body—myself, of course, have brought it with me."

"As long as you seal off time and space, I swear I will ensure that the Celestial Sovereign of the People is reduced to ash and smoke!"