Chapter 196: It Would Be Nice If Devils Really Existed

“Can you handle all this on your own?”

The Goddess of Music, Afnora, looked at Yu Sheng’an, who was sitting in the study, issuing continuous commands to the virtual screens surrounding him.

After Yu Sheng’an conquered the Infir, she teleported over to help organize the shattered mountains and rivers, while also keeping an eye on the Four Primordial Gods.

To be honest, Afnora wasn’t too surprised that Yu Sheng’an captured the Infir Empire so quickly!

Although the Akide philosophy promoted by Yu Sheng’an did catch her attention.

It’s not that she lacks insight; it’s just that Yu Sheng’an has already created too many miracles!

From the Five Gods encirclement to the emergence of the Dark Web, to strategic deception, using strength to manage territories with the Five Gods, declaring himself one of the Six Prime Gods of the multiverse.

This series of outstanding achievements has already made Yu Sheng’an a luminous figure.

Therefore, Afnora even felt Yu Sheng’an was somewhat slow in taking the Infir Empire.

After all, he turned the Kewell Empire into a Preaching Area in just two months, completing countless tasks the Gods couldn’t achieve.

For the Infir Empire, he’s choosing to go from bottom to top.

Is he practicing or playing around?

Or does he have a deeper plan?

Afnora feels there’s a scheme here she doesn’t understand.

Otherwise, one wave of Leaflet tactics would have spread the Internet across Velia! So I called you to help me!

Yu Sheng’an said casually, still staring intently at the virtual screen.

Ha? Can’t handle it? Did I play Red Alert for nothing? Of course, games and reality should not be confused, but in some respects, their essence is the same.

In fact, adopting a gaming mindset in conquest is even more frightening!

Because it easily meets the hardest requirement for a commander—dispassion in control.

Moreover, for Yu Sheng’an, his information warfare system is a completely foreign field for the Infir high command, without even a learning sample.

Therefore, instead of delegating his tactics for execution below,

it’s better for him to personally command.

It’s reliable and serves as a demonstration.

“Why not call Phobos?” Afnora asked again.

“Why call him? With us, a male-female team makes work lighter—isn’t that good?” Yu Sheng’an smiled.

In his heart, he thought, that old slippery Phobos has too many schemes, best not to even tell him about the Velia Main Plane.

“Like hell!”

Afnora furrowed her eyebrows, her bright eyes widening as if angry. Yet those eyes showed not a trace of anger, but rather a touch of joy!

“The Tank-04 squad is about to engage with the Falai main force. The Four Primordial Gods certainly cheated and informed them. Watch closely, let the troops attack freely to draw fire!”

Afnora’s heart had just felt joyful when Yu Sheng’an’s voice suddenly became serious.

“Alright.”

Afnora agreed crisply, her expression growing serious.

Yu Sheng’an glanced over and saw the Tank-04 squad spreading out, so he no longer paid attention.

This is a feint squad, mainly used to delay the Falai’s main force deep in Infir’s territory, and to give his local Infir Fourth Calamity some practice. Strategically, it’s not very valuable.

His gaze moved to another Boat-01 Airship squad.

On the virtual screen, composed of countless small triangles, this is an airborne force made entirely of Floating Airships, which is Yu Sheng’an’s main squad.

Due to the God of Mechanical Steam’s sudden failure nullifying steam Divine Runes, the Infir Empire’s troops at the Austin frontline were directly paralyzed.

Almost all were captured.

The Falai Dynasty rushed to attack the Capital during Infir’s vulnerability, so these captives were kept at the Austin front line.

Yu Sheng’an’s target is these captives.

Compared to the troops trained by Ben Keming, these are the truly professional soldiers, and also a cornerstone for him to build the Infir Empire.

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“Infir pigs, aren’t you brave, swearing never to surrender? Huh! Order your soldiers to charge up and save you!”

In a military camp at the Austin frontline.

An Infir Empire soldier was tied with hands hanging over the railings, being brutally beaten by a Falai soldier.

“Just look at him, hiding behind his soldiers and shouting charge!”

“Look at your officer, as wretched as an old dog!”

“Hahaha…”

Several Falai soldiers around laughed mockingly.

Behind them, a five-meter-high metal fence separated hundreds of Infir soldiers.

They mostly wore ragged clothes, with some bloodstains.

At this moment, they leaned on the fence, faces reddening with anger and strength enough to twist the fence.

But no matter how furious they were, no one dared to rush out.

Because the heavy machine guns around the fence could tear even their strongest werewolf into pieces.

Because their officer, Armand, ordered them not to resist!

“Ugh!”

In the sound of flesh landing, even Armand’s strong physique couldn’t help spitting out blood.

“He spit blood!”

“He actually spit blood!”

“Mom, I’m so scared, hahaha…”

The Falai soldiers, with exaggerated tones, ridiculed them, their voices piercing, agitating and humiliating the Infir soldiers further.

Armand, hanging on the railings, was gasping painfully, his body’s agony and weakness making it hard to breathe.

But compared to his body’s pain, his inner indignation drove him mad! He was the commander of the Infir Empire’s border regiment’s 6th battalion and the sixth-generation hereditary viscount of the Armand family. As part of a long-standing noble family, he never fought such a humiliating defeat in his life, nor did his ancestors.

Because the loss wasn’t their fault; their weapons suddenly failed overnight.

He tried bayonet fighting but was ultimately captured.

Even as a senior werewolf, he was turned into a blood bag, drained by Falai’s high command, and thrown into the prisoner camp.

“Heh heh…”

Armand let out a jarring laugh.

Seeing this, the mockingly arrogant Falai soldiers paused.

“If the steam Divine Runes hadn’t failed, did you think you could break through the Austin line? Your victory is utterly devoid of honor!”

Armand suddenly erupted with strength, roaring in fury.

His outrageous ridicule rendered the area silent as a grave.

He was seeking death!

“What are you saying?” A Falai soldier next to him walked over.

Armand lifted his face with contempt, “A bunch of cowards, using prisoners to boost courage! Come on, kill me! Let me witness Falai soldiers’ might!”

“Buzz!”

The soldier’s arm folded suddenly, and a dark barrel shot out, pressed against Armand’s chest.

“Say that again if you dare?” The voice was squeezed out through the soldier’s clenched teeth, full of intimidation.

“I said you are cowards! Only dare to hide in the rear!”

Armand roared angrily! Indeed, the Austin frontline was the front line before, now it’s the rear.

Left behind were not fresh soldiers; it was old soldiers, sick and weak, or teams internally excluded.

Everyone knows that the Infir Empire is empty, and it’s time to earn military merits and gain fame and fortune. Those left to guard prisoners—well, their status is evident.

Armand’s taunts directly hit their sore spots!

“Yes! We are cowards, but you are a group of blasphemers abandoned by the Four Primordial Gods! Unlucky ones! You can never use the steam Divine Runes again, worse than us, hahaha…”

Unexpectedly, the Falai soldier, who almost exploded a second before, suddenly seemed to understand, mocking even more frantically.

These taunting words turned Armand’s face pale, filled with despair.

Not to mention him; even the previously passionate Infir prisoners, suddenly lost courage, letting go of the twisted fence.

Armand’s lips moved, trying to argue, but in the end, he said nothing.

“Hahaha…”

This scene excited these Falai soldiers even more.

The weak will only wield their knives against the weaker! If only devils really existed in this world… Armand’s mind suddenly conjured this ridiculous thought.

It’s said that devils love to tempt those in despair.

Use power to lure humans into trading their souls.

Because right now, he would give anything for power.

Even if the price was his soul!

He’s already been abandoned by the Gods.

Just as this thought popped into Armand’s head, a scream interrupted his despairing prayer.

“What is that?!”