Location: Myriad Realms, Card World, Southern-Central Region Corridor, Southern Region, Base Ursus
Celestial force, I still had a lot to explore. It’s not that I didn’t have time or someone to teach me, but it’s just that I didn’t have enough of it. Similar to how there wasn’t enough water in the lake for surfers to ride tides, unlike in the sea or ocean.
As a young hybrid celestial, my celestial force was a lake, as new celestial Dalie’s celestial force was a sea, and as for veteran celestials like the card celestial, its celestial force was an ocean. Actually, comparing my celestial force to a lake would be an overestimation as it was more of a puddle that was barely enough to meet my needs. Let alone share it with my calamity daughter gems.
Therefore, I was more curious if Dalie could share her celestial force with the rest of us. Now that would be something, or we could simply borrow from the card celestial as its natives.
The idea of borrowing from both celestials simultaneously did cross my mind, but one cannot be one with two celestials simultaneously unless the said celestials were one with another. Irked by the idea of a celestial threesome, I turned attention back to the battlefield as the Hive Spirit updated me on the changes on the battlefield.
Learning that the soldiers of the central and southern regions were about to clash, I had two choices. I could sit back and let nature take its course and become responsible for the deaths of hundreds of soldiers from both the central and southern regions. Or I do something about it.
Of course, I had to do something about it. I didn’t want these soldiers to become collateral damage in my schemes. I hate to be cringy here, but if I let nature take its course, I would be no different from the masters I am trying to overthrow.
Therefore, I had Hive Spirit send the following command to southern soldiers through the secured network: [All units, be advised: do not engage. Fall back and establish a new line of defense past me. Let them come to their funerals.]
Not that I didn’t empathize with soldiers from the central region, I had to be dramatic and over the top with my command because to them it was from Field Marshal Lorn, the original Southern Hero, who saved the lives of countless southern soldiers in her centuries long service in the southern military and loved the Southern Region the most.
’Lois, let us put an end to this cat-and-mouse act,’ I informed Lois, as the clueless soldiers from the central region surrounded us in a battle formation awaiting orders to engage and the reinforcements called by General Maden had arrived and were preparing to run interference to rescue Agent Lois.
’I’m all yours, master,’ Lois said shyly as she faced the celestial punch fired by my fist head-on as soon as she entered the physical plane. Stunned, she felt an invisible force drag her body as I made use of the celestial force to drag her into my grasp at an incredible speed. Finally, ending the act one of our play.
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Location: Central-Southern Region Corridor, Central Region, Base Gecko
"General, the southerners are retreating—" the deputy general reported in puzzlement, only to hear him snap back, "I can see that, damn it."
"The southerners have retreated behind the incident site and appear to be setting up a line of defense there. As if telling us to rescue our assets, our damn selves. The soldiers are clueless and are awaiting further orders. Should we follow the Southerners deeper into the Southern region?" The deputy general wasn’t deterred by the general; he patiently continued with his report. He knew that he wouldn’t lose his job for annoying the general by stating the obvious, but he sure as hell would lose it if he didn’t do his job just because the general was in a mood.
"Advise the units to stop pursuing the Southerner and to surround the incident site in the Seven Sin Suppression battle array formation. Don’t engage the hostile and wait for further orders," General Maden immediately modified his orders, sensing power soul energy signatures arriving at the base. The reinforcement he called for had arrived.
"Maden, you have outdone yourself."
"Yes, Maden, you had handled the situation better than we thought you would."
"I have to say, a Seven Sin Suppression battle array formation is more than any support we were expecting from the base Gecko."
Three voices sounded, attracting the attention of General Maden and his deputy general.
The deputy general almost jumped in a scare and looked at the three demigods and their team’s shock. He was a demigod, yet he somehow didn’t sense the rescue teams as they arrived behind him. Showing just how much of a difference there was between a veteran and elite card demigod.
With the three elite teams here, the deputy general’s confidence grew. He couldn’t help but think that their chances of rescuing Agent Lois had increased. Maybe, he wouldn’t have to sacrifice any of the soldiers under him today. Just when he was planning to ask the general for permission to withdraw their soldiers from the battlefield, he heard the leader of the rescue squad one say, "Seven Sin Suppression Battle array formation, that should help us buy Agent Lois a few seconds to escape to our side."
Listening to the leader of the rescue team one, the deputy leader suddenly realized how foolish his thoughts were. After all, their opponent was one of the top ten strongest in the card world. Even if she was hiding her strength, it didn’t change the fact that she was among the top ten strongest in the card world. If things got desperate, who knows how she would react.
What if she comes to the conclusion that if there are no witnesses, she wouldn’t have to worry about hiding her identity and could go all out? Now that would just mean that they were proving their fate by trying to challenge Field Marshal Lorn. If she comes at them with everything she got, is the Base Gecko equipped enough to survive her wrath?
Now the Base Gecko’s deputy general finally knew what the Base Ursus was thinking by asking its soldiers to leave their posts unmanned and retreat.