Global Floating Islands: I Have SSS Talent-Chapter 477 - 327: Faction Mission Activated, All Hands Mobilized
After pondering for a moment, Han Xing formulated a corresponding plan.
At present, although the void beasts are advancing aggressively.
As long as Han Xing deploys the troops and allocates a batch of defense towers for support, he should be able to barely hold on.
When Han Xing gathers more survivors over, the pressure will further be alleviated.
By then, it will be time to implement Han Xing’s plan.
Thinking of this.
Han Xing left two hundred Towers of Death Light with Otto, just in case.
Then, he operated the Sky Island, preparing to return to the Witch Race Continent.
He needed to build more high-level teleportation arrays to gather the survivors. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
As Han Xing was hurrying back.
Within the Witch Race’s territory.
A large number of soldiers were ready and waiting.
They had all received orders from above.
Void beasts had invaded the Witch Race border, urgently requiring manpower support.
Although it had only been a week since the last Shadow Legion war.
Now, they had to go into the battle again.
For everyone, it was somewhat unbearable.
However, everyone knew that there was no other choice.
As soldiers, if they were not willing to go to the battlefield, who else could be relied upon to protect the country?
Moreover, in recent decades.
The high-intensity pressure from the Shadow Legion had accustomed the Witch Race soldiers to this pace.
Wars inevitably involve sacrifices.
Yet, there was no resentment among these billions of Witch Race soldiers!
If it weren’t for Saint Master Han Xing.
They would have died a week ago.
Including their loved ones, friends, even their homes, all would have been destroyed by the Shadow Legion.
Now, they could stand here alive, and bid farewell to their families in peace.
It was already an extremely fortunate thing.
At this moment.
A group of Witch Race officers was making wartime announcements.
Because Han Xing had merged a dozen Sky Islands of the Witch Race into a continent.
Above it, the populations mainly gathered in the main cities.
War broadcasts continuously echoed over the cities.
On this day, countless Witch Race civilians stepped out of their residences.
Spontaneously coming to the streets, watching those soldiers about to set off.
Seeing off the group of soldiers.
They knew it was the heroic struggle of these people that preserved the last piece of pure land for them.
At this moment.
A young girl with a clear face and witch patterns on her face tugged at her mother’s sleeve, asking softly.
"Mom... Mom... can I join the army in the future?"
The girl’s mother was slightly stunned, "Oh, my little Jasmine, why would you think like that?"
"The army is too dangerous, and you’re just a girl!"
This little girl named Jasmine timidly said, "I... I want to help Saint Master Han Xing too."
"I heard from Chong Chong that his brother is in the army and sees Saint Master Han Xing every day. He’s... he’s so impressive!"
The girl’s mother heard this, and the previously firm refusal in her heart softened instantly.
Now, Han Xing’s reputation in the Witch Race had been exalted to the highest point.
In the hearts of these Witch Race civilians, there was already a tendency to deify.
A moment later, she stroked the young girl’s head and said.
"Xiao Jasmine, if you want to join the army, Mom won’t oppose it."
"But you must know that what Saint Master Han Xing needs are soldiers who can fight for him."
"You’re still too weak to help Saint Master Han Xing."
Upon hearing this, the young girl quickly asked, "Mom, what should I do then?"
The woman pretended to think, "Hmm..."
"At the very least, you must be able to condense witch patterns and become a witch envoy to join the army."
The young girl’s clear eyes suddenly lit up,
"Mom, after becoming a witch envoy, can I see Lord Han Xing every day?"
Upon hearing this, the Witch Race woman laughed gently.
"Xiao Jasmine, Chong Chong is lying to you. His brother is just an ordinary soldier with no opportunity to see Lord Han Xing."
"Look at Officer Canya, commanding over a million soldiers, yet still can’t interact with Lord Han Xing daily."
The little girl seemed like a bucket of cold water had been poured over her, her enthusiasm extinguished instantly.
Moments later, she lifted her head again and asked, "Mom, how can I see Saint Master Han Xing every day?"
The Witch Race woman thought, "Hmm... perhaps, only someone at the level of the Saintess could see Saint Master Han Xing every day?"
Although, this was something the Witch Race woman said just to comfort the young girl.
However, hope rekindled in the young girl’s eyes.
She declared firmly, "I will work hard!"
"In the future, I will become as powerful as the Saintess!"
...
This scene was playing out across various towns on the Witch Race Continent.
Then.
Under the warm gaze of the citizens.
Groups of Witch Race soldiers boarded various transport ships, witch pattern battleships, and demon elephant war chariots in an orderly manner.
Then.
The army embarked.
Unwaveringly heading towards the Witch Race border!
While no one was paying attention.
The expressions of a group of Witch Race soldiers were extraordinarily stiff, appearing unusually pale.
Under the command of their captain, this group of Witch Race soldiers boarded the battleship.
As the hatch closed.
An eerie smile simultaneously appeared at the corners of their mouths.
...
Several hours later.
In Ten Thousand Stars City.
Over ten million survivors stood blankly beside an open space near the Lord’s Mansion.
They were initially supposed to join the Witch Race army in the campaign.
But they received temporary instructions from Han Xing to come to Ten Thousand Stars City and wait, as he had some announcements to make.
Although they didn’t know what Han Xing intended to do.
These survivors followed his instructions nonetheless.
