Traveler of the River of Time and Space-Chapter 579 - 53: Strategic Strike

Golden Palace.

When Empress Isabella returned, there was a trace of weariness on her beautiful face. She waved her hand to dismiss those around her and walked alone into the luxurious hall.

"Her Majesty the Empress."

"Her Majesty the Empress," two maids with lovely faces bowed nervously in salute.

Empress Isabella glanced at them and waved her hand, saying, "Leave."

After speaking, she directly walked toward Su Ziyu, sat down in front of him, and rubbed her forehead with her slender, fair fingers before pouring herself a glass of wine.

"How is it?" Su Ziyu turned off the projector in front of him and said in a deep voice, "Has the rebellion been quelled?"

"Yes." Empress Isabella's gaze fell upon Su Ziyu, carefully scrutinizing the man in front of her, with a faint hint of vulnerability in her eyes. She said softly, "There are still Archbishops within the Mechanical Pantheon who are loyal to me. I have temporarily entrusted the affairs of the Church to them."

"Now is not the time to start a purge."

If victory can ultimately be achieved, and survival assured, Empress Isabella will undoubtedly carry out a massive purge within the Mechanical Church. But now, all available forces must be mobilized. For this reason, she even used some forbidden mind-control devices. These instruments were used by the Empire's early Judgement Court; they can directly cooperate with Spiritual Energy to dominate a person's Spirit, turning them into emotionless death warriors. The effect is akin to a brainwashed Winter Soldier, and unless someone powerful breaks the brainwashing, this effect can last for a very long time.

"How many troops can be assembled?" Su Ziyu asked slowly.

Empress Isabella closed her eyes in thought for a moment before replying softly, "If other cities also respond to the call, roughly over ten million troops can be gathered."

"But conventional forces are fundamentally unable to confront the Orcs."

"At least the Star Realm Army-level forces are required to fight these Orcs on the battlefield."

"Truly usable forces might be less than one million."

Although the Empire possesses an immensely large military, the City Defense Army and Defense Army are of little use. To confront Orcs on the battlefield, one at least needs to wear a set of exoskeleton armor. Relying solely on human flesh and blood, it's completely impossible to face the Orcs directly. Moreover, the Orcs are a Race that becomes stronger the longer they fight, mere numbers can't overwhelm them, and they might even create more powerful Orcs.

The growth of Orcs is very simple and violent.

Their lifespan is extremely long, but no Orc has ever lived to die of old age.

Fight to live and grow stronger, fight to the death and cool off.

Their growth is akin to Demon gene mutation; when they kill enemies, they gain the respect of their kind, gather a more powerful WAGGGH field, and once this breaks through a certain critical point, they advance, become larger in size, stronger in Power, awaken more knowledge on the genetic level, possess greater control over other Orcs, and thus gather an even larger WAGGGH field.

Theoretically, there's no limit to an Orc's size.

But in reality, the largest seen on the battlefield have been only a few dozen meters high, and such Orcs are typically WAR-BOSSes, even a direct hit from a nuclear bomb may not necessarily kill them.

The truly unimaginably large existences are the Divine Spirits worshipped by the Orcs.

Namely, Gork (the Big 'Un) and Mork (the Smart 'Un), who are said to be Subspace life forms. These two brothers have overturned countless powerful beings in Subspace, including the main bodies of the four Evil Gods, and have led the Beastman Legion to capture the fortresses of Chaos Demons' strongholds.

Yet, these are just legends of the Orcs. In fact, almost no one has seen these two Divine Spirits, only seen the huge monsters Orcs have created in imitation of them, and some extremely terrifying Spiritual Energy techniques.

For instance, 'Gork's Gaze', a terrifyingly lethal beam blast.

Capable of penetrating an entire battlefield with a single shot.

Or 'Mork's Stomp', an immense foot formed of endless Spiritual Energy descending from the sky, launched collaboratively by Orc Spiritual boys gathering the WAGGGH field, even Titan Level armor might not withstand it.

In the records of the Ancient Lost Empire, when the number of Orcs gathers to a certain extent, such as when the Beastman Interstellar Empire appears, they could invent 'gravity weapons.'

Directly collapse a planet using gravity to form a miniature black hole.

However, this historical record exists only once; it was the era when deities thrived, humans of the Golden Era had countless powerhouses, and colonial footprints spanned the entire Milky Way Galaxy.

"Is it only this many?" Su Ziyu asked, wrinkling his brow.

One million.

It seems like a lot, but in Interstellar Level battles, it isn't much.

Especially since the Empire's army has a fatal flaw: they can't fully resist Mind Whispering. Many Imperial soldiers can't stay away from protective barriers in gathering places for long; their Spiritual Power becomes unstable once the limit is exceeded, and without a Mind Stabilizing Wave, they might outright mutiny.

Empress Isabella clearly understands this as well, so she slowly closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, resolve appeared in her gaze. She raised her hand to pass a diamond-shaped crystal to Su Ziyu, saying, "This is the key to the Queen Isabella."

"It is the only Interstellar Spaceship on this planet with warp speed navigation ability."

"If the enemy is indeed too powerful."

"Take it and leave. I've already sent people to install a Void Battery on the spaceship."

As she spoke, Empress Isabella's gaze softened somewhat, suddenly leaning over to give Su Ziyu a light kiss on the lips, murmuring, "You've helped me many times already. Thank you."

Su Ziyu's expression was somewhat caught off guard.

Nearby, the golden-haired Angel wore a half-smile, watching with interest but remaining silent.

This woman's thought process—is it faulty?

Why jump so quickly!

Su Ziyu looked at Empress Isabella in front of him with some astonishment, seeing her beautiful face flush with two spots of redness. She seemed to realize how impulsive her previous action was, and immediately became restless.

"Once this battle ends."

"You might want to see a psychologist." Su Ziyu shook his head, saying nothing further, instead changing the topic, "We are not entirely without a chance of victory."

"I've reviewed all recorded encounters with the Orcs."

"And noticed a very distinct pattern in their battles, that is, they love to conduct ground assaults."

"In almost all battles."

"The Orcs dispatch large ground legions to land on the planet's surface."

"This is an opportunity for us."

Saying this, Su Ziyu turned to the golden-haired Angel—Shire, who elegantly set down her wine glass, and said softly, "If the battlefield isn't in outer Space, we indeed have a chance to win."

"I can initiate a massive Celestial Punishment."

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