Chapter 371 I Want to Live

At this moment, Battalion Commander Lufa finally figured out the ins and outs of the whole situation.

The rage in his heart ignited instantly.

He even wanted to return to his Divine Kingdom immediately, mobilize his troops first, and slaughter all those corpse-cultivator believers to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Enough."

One of the Angel Race gods waved his hand.

"Since the cause has already been found, there is no point in dwelling on it further."

"The Divine Kingdom War has already begun; regretting it now won't solve any problems."

"Compared to that Human Race god who follows the corpse-cultivation path."

"The one we truly need to pay attention to is this god on the Mechanical Path."

"No one knows exactly how many war structures he still has in reserve within his Divine Kingdom."

Another god nodded with a grave expression.

"Indeed."

"Not only does he have such a large number of Intelligent Gundam units."

"But he also has so many mechanical battle puppets and Great Void Warships."

"This Human Race god on the Mechanical Path… his background is likely not simple."

"Could it be… that he comes from the Five Great Giants of the Human Race?"

As the words fell, the four Angel Race gods responsible for supporting Battalion Commander Lufa exchanged glances.

All of them saw a hint of apprehension and hesitation in each other's eyes.

In fact, although the rules of the Divine Kingdom divide gods into first to ninth orders based on the size of their Divine Kingdom.

The real world is far from being that simple.

Especially on the Frontline.

It is not uncommon for a Third-Order God to have their divine kingdom core plundered by a First-Order God.

The size of a Divine Kingdom can only represent a portion of one's strength.

What truly determines a god's combat power is the foundation of their Divine Kingdom.

Some gods are clearly only First-Order.

Yet the accumulation in their Divine Kingdom is enough to rival that of Fourth-Order or Fifth-order Deity.

The reason is simple: from the moment they are born, they stand at a finishing line that countless gods cannot reach even after exhausting their entire lives.

While the war structures in other gods' kingdoms are still stuck at C-rank or B-rank.

They have long since begun equipping A-rank, or even s-class war structures on a large scale.

The Divine Kingdom War may look like a war between believers.

But in the final analysis, it is more a contest of resources and foundation.

Even if one possesses believers at the Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, or even higher Realm, so what?

Without the support of battle formations, they are helpless when facing s-class war structures.

Hearing the analysis of the four, Battalion Commander Lufa's expression became even uglier.

He understood that the others were not alarmist.

This time, he was afraid he had truly encountered a god cultivated by those major powers!

If it were a god of ordinary background like him, it would be absolutely impossible to possess such terrifying resource reserves, let alone employ this kind of near-insane attrition tactic.

That is not war at all; it is simply smashing out a path using Divinity Points!

"Everyone, I still want to purchase more war supplies. Is that possible?" Battalion Commander Lufa took a deep breath and pleaded in a low voice.

"Battalion Commander Lufa, as long as you purchase at 'cost price', I naturally have no reason to refuse."

One of the Angel Race gods nodded.

"Moreover, we also hope you can win. After all, if the invaders are repelled, we can also receive a substantial military merit reward."

"Many thanks!"

Battalion Commander Lufa nodded solemnly.

Afterwards, he did not linger, turned around, and walked outside.

Watching Battalion Commander Lufa's departing back, the other four Angel Race gods couldn't help but sigh.

"What a pity."

"His Divine Kingdom coordinates have already been exposed, and to a god on the Mechanical Path who is highly likely to be from the Human Race's Five Great Giants, no less."

"Even if he can hold off the attack this time, I'm afraid he won't be able to develop his Divine Kingdom in peace for a long time to come."

The group was silent for a moment.

Suddenly, the Angel Race god with the bold voice asked:

"If this Human Race god on the Mechanical Path truly reaches Battalion Commander Lufa's divine kingdom core, should we intervene?"

The other three frowned upon hearing this.

"According to the rules of the Frontline, if a god of the same race reaches a moment of life-or-death crisis and voluntarily opens their Divine Kingdom coordinates, we should indeed provide support."

"But this rule is not absolute."

Another Angel Race god shook his head.

"After all, once our believers enter his Divine Kingdom, a connection will be formed between our respective Divine Kingdoms."

"Just like those proxy wars, there is a possibility that the enemy could deduce our coordinates through our believers and the traces of our Divine Kingdoms."

"Furthermore, we are all gods; the probability of being deduced is far higher than for demigods!"

"I am not willing to drag my own Divine Kingdom into danger just to save someone else."

Hearing this, everyone fell into silence again.

"Let's see how the battle develops."

The first Angel Race god who spoke said slowly.

"After Battalion Commander Lufa goes out, he will likely have to resort to financing methods."

"If even then he gets pushed to his divine kingdom core by the opponent…"

He paused for a moment.

"Do you dare to go?"

As the words fell, the several Angel Race gods all fell silent.

Indeed, did they dare to go?

Facing an enemy who could bring out countless war structures and push forward with terrifying resources.

Who could guarantee that their own Divine Kingdom wouldn't become the next target?

"I hope Battalion Commander Lufa has good fortune."

"What does it matter if one becomes a god?"

"Apart from a longer lifespan, essentially, there are still tiers and classes."

One of the Angel Race gods gave a bitter smile.

"Sometimes, it's really better to start over and be born into a better life."

After speaking, his figure turned into a ray of white light and slowly dissipated.

On the other side, Battalion Commander Lufa, having left the mutual aid group's projection area, had a face that was gloomy to the extreme.

His fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Damn it!"

"How could I be so stupid!"

"Why did I show them the battlefield situation!"

The more Battalion Commander Lufa thought, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but roar in a low voice.

He had originally wanted to use the wisdom of these gods of his own race to find a way to break the deadlock.

But now, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have exposed too much of his situation.

Those people knew the terror of his enemy.

They also knew that his Divine Kingdom was in jeopardy.

"No!"

"I must save myself!"

Battalion Commander Lufa's eyes gradually became crazed.

"I want to raise funds!"

"I want to take out loans!"

"I want to mortgage everything!"

"I want to sell everything I can sell!"

"Companies, resources, industries, women, children…"

"As long as I can survive, everything can be sacrificed!"

His breathing became increasingly rapid.

"I cannot die!"

"I absolutely cannot die here!"

"I have gone through countless years, finally becoming a god, finally possessing everything I have today!"

"I cannot just fall inexplicably because of one bit of bad luck!"

"I must survive!"

"No matter what price I have to pay, I must survive!"

…

Battalion Commander Lufa made his way back to his residence.

At this moment, his eyes were cold and gloomy, and his whole body was exuding an aura of madness.

He didn't even notice it himself.

On those originally flawless white wings.

At some unknown point, a wisp of pitch-black color had quietly appeared at the base of the feathers.