Chapter 370 We must gather our troops!

Westhead had never heard of a god doing such a thing. Logically speaking, after ascending to heaven, the gods could no longer exist in the mortal world. If they wanted to exert influence, they should just use their divine power to perform miracles.

Whether it is inherited bloodline, eternal fortress, or rituals engraved in the kingdom, these are all things that demonstrate the power and existence of the gods, and believers in the mortal world are blessed by them.

But to allow a part of the gods to remain in the mortal world forever, [Lord of the Sky] also requires the power of a god, because the gods are pure and absolute beings of order, while the mortal world is in contact with chaos and is extremely filthy compared to the Supreme Heaven. Once the gods exist in the mortal world, they will immediately float up.

The higher you rise, the higher you go to heaven. This is an irresistible truth.

Unless special means are used.

Westhead lowered his eyes slightly, stroking his chin and said:
"If that's the case, then is it enough to just find that part of the will of the gods? As long as we have the power of the gods, even if it's just a small part, there will be no problem in stabilizing the situation in the Sky Kingdom."

After all, the gods' attack on chaos is a pure dimensionality reduction attack. No matter how rampant and terrifying the chaos disaster is, it will be destroyed in front of the supreme existence of order. It has nothing to do with size, it is purely a suppression of rank.

"The [Crimson Throne] has locked up part of the will of the God Ancestor, and has been frozen inside for years. We have no idea why the God Ancestor did this, but I think it was to prepare for today's situation."

Elder Tianqiong sighed: "The God Ancestor's far-sightedness is hard for us mortals to understand."

Uh uh, maybe not for this reason.

Westhead knew about the [Crimson Throne], but only in ancient times. The floating city had long been destroyed. The current capital of the Kingdom of the Sky was probably named [Crimson Throne] by the [Lord of the Sky] to commemorate the time when he was a mortal.

The reason for sealing part of the essence in the mortal world might be to suppress and monitor the [Lord of Extinction]? Or is it waiting for something?

"The problem is that the Scarlet Throne was the first to be caught in the space-time turbulence, and then we observed that the turbulence was stabilized. We have no way of knowing what happened, but the essence of the God Ancestor has undoubtedly awakened. If this is the case, then the God Ancestor should be able to restore order."

Elder Tianqiong was a little confused, and couldn't quite understand why his own God Ancestor didn't take any action, but he immediately said with certainty:
"There must have been some unexpected event that we have no way of knowing about, which caused the God Ancestor to not come to lead us. In order to solve the difficulties of the Sky Kingdom, the God Ancestor must take the Crimson Throne and reign over the sky again. For this, someone needs to go."

The elder left a blank, but Westhead understood and said:
"So you have to rely on me? Have you tried it?"

".No, we sent out many messengers, but in the end they were all rejected. Even if they risked their lives to break through the turbulence of time and space, their efforts would fall on deaf ears."

"Is it so dangerous? Will I be safe if I go?"

The elder spoke frankly, "Because you are deeply favored by God. If there is anyone who is most likely to communicate with the God Ancestor, it is God's Chosen One. You are even more favored than the kings."

Westhead smiled. No wonder the Sky People were so anxious and insisted on sending him back. They were grasping at straws.

Seeing that Lord Qinghui remained silent and seemed to be in deep thought, Elder Tianqiong's nutrient storage also stopped, quietly waiting for Westhead's reply. This matter may sound like nothing, but in fact the risk is quite high, and no one knows whether Westhead will agree.

However, according to common sense, in order to respond to the expectations of God, the chosen ones will inevitably put life and death aside.

Yet Westhead's meditations were in fact a communication with Vespers.

"Evening Prayer, what on earth is going on in that space and time?"

[Scarlet Throne. That is where I am sealed, but I don’t know the details. The shadow of the god is not allowed to perceive the outside world. My only connection with this world is my love.]

In other words, this part is essentially used to suppress the [Lord of Absolute Extinction]? This is a bit cruel. If we go back, will we really encounter danger?

[I will protect you, my love]

Evening Prayer said immediately, her attitude was the same as always, absolutely supportive and absolutely giving.

Alas, since you keep saying this, I have no reason to back down.

Non-vegetation, ruthless Practice makes perfect?
Anyway, Westhead has feelings. He will fulfill the promise he made to his lover no matter how difficult it is or how much it costs.

"Your Excellency the Chosen One, how is it?"

"I can go, of course. For the promise with Vesper, and for the chance to hug her openly! I will go without hesitation!"

After receiving a positive response from Westhead, the elder finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Elder Tianqiong was somewhat puzzled as to why Westhead's tone did not show any respect for the God Ancestor, but instead sounded somewhat frivolous towards his lover... No, this idea was too blasphemous, and it was probably that there was something wrong with the perception device.

At this time, the fleet just arrived at the main city of [Jing Clan].

"Here we are."

What appeared before Westhead was a proper main city of the Kingdom of the Sky.

The endless floating island plain, like a continent, is illuminated by the golden glow, without a single shadow of filth or dirt. The artificial glow sprinkled on the body brings just the right amount of warmth.

The golden fallen leaves are flying in the air, the golden ears of wheat are swaying in the wind, the golden monuments and stone pillars are erected on the hillsides, and there are countless temples and churches on the top of the towering city.

Everything seems to be covered with a thin layer of golden sand, noble, graceful, brilliant and glorious.

The silhouette of this immensely magnificent structure, when it appears on the skyline, is no different from the clouds in the sky; if you get a little closer, you can get a glimpse of skyscrapers that are hundreds of meters high.

Gray-gold rune patterns are engraved on the surface of the skyscraper. The breathtakingly huge structure is filled with majestic splendor, and every inch of it radiates the glow of the barrier. Anyone who approaches will be terribly weakened if he does not get the recognition of the floating city.

The fleet passed the outer fortress guarded by thousands of rail guns and arrived at the floating bridge that intertwined above the city.

These dazzling floating bridges that seem to be made of gold connect the many high-rise buildings of the floating city. The floating bridges are clearly separated from the floating city below, and there is a constant stream of people on the floating bridges.

Walking on the floating bridge, just lower your head slightly and the same familiar scenery will come into view.

The golden dome, gorgeous reliefs, magnificent arches, and colonnaded buildings built with white holy stones, the open halls and squares are elegant and exquisite with a hint of vegetation as a backdrop. Although the architectural style and background color are basically a unified luxurious platinum style, whether it is an ordinary residential house or a huge temple high up like a wonder, they are all exquisite to the point of being unimaginable.

Everything was grand, majestic, and clean, and the residents of the floating city also matched the city very well. On the wide and smooth avenues, the people of the floating city were dressed in gorgeous clothes and had dignified manners. There was no resident who looked shabby and slovenly. There was no concept of poverty and aging among the people of the sky. Everyone was strong and handsome, wealthy and harmonious.

It's just that the appearance of the people of the Sky is not very elegant and calm at this time. In the wartime state, many conventional entertainment and leisure measures have been closed, the military-industrial system of the entire city has been put into operation, and all kinds of fighter planes and airship parts are constantly leaving the airport.

The urban layout of Qinghui Territory imitates the floating city, a completely ideal city of extreme industrialization. Every block can burst out extremely terrifying productivity, and any floating main city can be self-sufficient. Westhead felt envious at the sight of it.

The other country bumpkins who came to the Sky Kingdom for the first time were even more stunned.

The oldest! The strongest! The most powerful! The Kingdom of the Sky has revealed the tip of its iceberg.

The Sky Dome Elder brought Westhead to the landing site and said to him:

"Please rest in the city. We will replace the equipment and train the fleet you brought with you."

"On the way to the [Crimson Throne], there are not only Chaos enemies lurking, but also those filthy flying reptiles blocking the way. We need to contact other clans so that we can make full preparations and march together."

"We must gather our troops immediately!"

Westhead nodded, said goodbye to the Sky Elder, and then returned to his own fleet. The country folk from the ground entered the floating city while exclaiming.

"Weiss, what did you talk about with the Sky People?"

When Leshia saw Westhead's brows slightly frowned after he came back, she couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing much, we have finalized our next goal."

Westhead informed Reshia and the others of the content of the conversation, then shrugged and spread his hands:

"Even I don't know much about heaven, so I can only rely on the locals to lead the way."

Myvana tilted her head. "That sounds dangerous."

"There are risks, but they are nothing. After all, with my current realm and strength, there may be enemies that I cannot defeat, but I am more than capable of protecting myself."

This was also the reason why Westhead agreed without hesitation, stemming from his absolute confidence in his own strength.

Demigod! I don’t even know how I can lose to a freaking demigod?!

"Since you said so"

Leixia was a little worried at first, but her admiration and trust for her lover prevailed, so she said no more, walked to Westhead's side, and pressed tightly against her lover's shoulders to express her attitude.

Next, the preparation of the expeditionary fleet in the floating city was carried out at an extremely efficient speed. The Sky Citizens quickly checked the situation of the expeditionary fleet, and then began to refurbish and transform the airships. The members of the expeditionary force also received equipment from the Sky Kingdom.

Except for the Sky Mecha that cannot be used by people on the ground, all the hidden treasures in the box have been taken out.

Westhead wanted to visit the floating city, but he lost interest after a while, because the Sky People were really boring. They seemed to be purely rational people, all busy doing their own things. The seemingly prosperous and magnificent floating city had become a large military camp.

There is nothing else to see except the magnificent scenery.

Fortunately, the waiting time was not too long. Since Elder Sky took back Westhead, the "chosen one from God", he had been frantically sending messengers to all directions, trying every means to attract friendly forces.

His efforts were fruitful. The Sky Clans, which had been fighting each other, moved towards this side after learning about the progress and plans of the [Clan of Quiet]. Fleets arrived one after another and gathered into a huge torrent at the airport of the floating city.

The suspended ships, fighter planes and structures were so densely packed together that they obscured the entire sky.

The generals of the empire gathered on the platform of the sky port, pointing and saying, "What a spectacular sight. The expeditionary fleet probably only accounts for a small part of it. The only thing worth mentioning is the number of legendary ships."

When Westhead came over and heard this, he couldn't hold back. He really wanted to tell everyone that legends were not a big deal in the Sky Kingdom.

The experienced and powerful ones among the Sky Mechas are the legendary fighters. The number of Sky Mechas in the heyday of the Sky Kingdom was counted in the thousands, and the legendary fighters were at least close to a hundred.

"Lord Qinghui, are we about to set off?"

Seeing Westhead approaching, a burly man wearing heavy knight armor came over and asked.

This is Inseldi, the leader of the war knights who are directly under the imperial family.

The war commander said solemnly:
"Before we set out, His Highness ordered us to follow your command. You seem to be very influential among the people of the Sky. This is absolutely a blessing. We were previously worried about how to get along with these arrogant people in the sky. In the subsequent battles, Lord Qinghui can just send us, but there is one thing you need to consider."

"Chaos is certainly the common enemy of all mortal beings, but dragons are also a great disease for the empire. The Sky Kingdom can handle the invasion of Chaos, but we have to be the vanguard in dealing with the threat of dragons."

The Empire still hasn't forgiven the Dragon Clan! This is the hatred that has not cooled for a thousand years. Westhead was not surprised, because in this world, mortal tribes will pass on memories and emotions. All existence is essentially idealistic, but it has become normal under the consolidation of order.

"Of course, it's just a matter of changing the enemy's position. I still have this authority."

It took less time than expected for the Sky Kingdom's fleet to assemble, and the chores that were originally expected to take several months were completed in just over a month.

Of course, this is one month for the [Clan of Jing]. According to other fleets that arrived, they have been sailing for almost half a year.

"This is considered good luck. If the time flow rate was slower elsewhere, the scale of the gathering would be greatly reduced."

In addition, everyone learned a very good news from a fleet.

Just as the fleet had to pass, the main force of the Dragon Clan and the Chaos Demon Army started fighting. Their skirmish swept the airspace outside the capital of the Sky Kingdom and had been going on for quite some time.

"Okay, okay! I just like watching dogs fight each other!"

(End of this chapter)