Four Split Personalities

"Don’t say his name!"

Heather screamed, interrupting Richard angrily, "Aren’t those monsters strong enough already?"

"I promised to be the godfather to their two children... I promised that fox I’d give them money after the war!"

Richard hung his head despondently, murmuring, "I promised..."

Two silent tears slipped down Heather’s cheeks. She remained silent for a long time before quietly asking, "When... was this? Why didn’t I receive intel?"

"Lady Spider from the secret unit came by yesterday and told me the news."

Richard tugged at the corner of his mouth, dryly saying, "Clearly, the madman thinks the latest intel from the Red Cloud Platform will motivate me. He knows we’re barely holding on."

Heather raised her hand to wipe away the tear from the corner of her eye, softly saying, "He succeeded, didn’t he?"

"No, although he’s always good at manipulating minds, this time is different."

Richard’s face contorted as he looked down at the sand table in front of him, gritting his teeth, "Even without knowing about Lainan’s situation, I’d still be nailed here! As long as Teresa hasn’t succeeded, as long as Hei Fan is still acting as bait, I have to stay behind that petty bastard! He can die, but it must be after me!"

Heather tightly clenched her fist, staring unblinkingly at Richard’s gloomy face, "Because the Great United Army can be without Richard Ryan, but not without that Military God, right?"

"The madman once said, while we may appear to be equal, our responsibilities are actually different."

Richard took a deep breath, trying to focus his attention on the sand table and battle report, speaking without raising his head, "Hei Fan’s life isn’t more valuable than anyone else’s, but the responsibility he carries means he cannot afford to die like others."

"And you can afford to die!?"

Heather finally couldn’t control her emotions, shouting angrily.

"Yes..."

Richard raised his head, staring at Heather with his clear, bright, determined, and wise eyes, yet showing no will to live, and smiled, saying, "At least compared to that guy, I’m lucky. I can afford to die more than he can."

Heather fell silent.

And Richard too returned his gaze to the battle report on his desk, as time passed, his brow furrowed deeper.

Finally—

"Heather!"

Richard suddenly stood up, tightly clutching a crumpled battle report in his hand, shockingly asking, "Only three attacks!?"

"Huh? What?"

Heather, seemingly distracted, failed to react momentarily.

"Three hours!"

Richard forcefully jabbed the battle report in his hand, nearly roaring, "Only three assaults? The Disaster Legion only initiated three assaults?! And let us achieve a 1:7 casualty ratio?!"

Having already memorized the intel, Heather nodded emphatically, "Yes."

"It’s bad!"

Richard’s face instantly lost its color, then he suddenly lunged back towards the sand table, frantically sketching on it, "It’s bad... That girl is already gone! They’ve been discovered... Ramollok saw through it!"

Heather’s eyes widened, "What did you say—"

"Positions 798, 799!"

Richard rudely interrupted Heather, striding rapidly to the corner of the tent, picking up a heavy silver flail, asking without turning back, "When was the last routine communication?"

"Thirty minutes ago."

Heather responded instinctively, then exclaimed, "What are you going to do?!"

"To the front lines! Our plan has been seen through, Ramollok has already figured out Hei Fan is bait! That girl has already been withdrawn, those previous three assaults were just to paralyze us, they’ve changed players!"

Richard charged out of the tent, firing golden light bullets into the sky while speaking to Heather who followed closely by his side, "Ramollok knows very well how much time he’s been delayed, and if there’s no accident, he will decisively abandon Teresa’s side, attempting to quickly devour Hei Fan as ’bait’! He’s going to launch a strong attack!"

"Strong attack!?"

Heather’s eyes went wide, her voice trembling, "What about the Disaster Legion? They are clearly already so..."

"The Disaster Legion is better suited for containment! Although never-ending, their average strength is actually not impressive, so they were replaced, and instead, should be..."

Richard shook his head, not continuing. Instead, he gravely ordered Heather, "Within twenty minutes, I want to see your Penitent Special Combat Group at position 798."

"What about you?"

Heather asked instinctively.

"I will integrate the mobile forces in the main formation on the spot, along with the Otherworlders Special Combat Group, and immediately head to the front line with them."

Richard forcefully gestured, indicating Heather to promptly execute the order, "See you in twenty minutes."

With that said, he quickly moved towards the mid-level commanders who had completed assembly and were waiting for orders, no longer glancing at Heather.

...

Seventeen hours later

"Fifth Mixed Legion, Exploding Bears Unit annihilated, large scale loss of the third line!"

"Ninth Mixed Legion, Dawn’s Breeze Special Combat Group remnants have rushed out of the position, they... they are tightly holding a space distortion prism crystal! Don’t!"

"Iron Wall Direct Unit requests to attack! Repeat, Iron Wall Direct Unit requests to attack!"

"Penitent Special Combat Group lost over half, they refuse to return for reorganization! Damn it, who will pull back those lunatics?"

"Red Dragon Squad ’Blaze Crossbow’ reports! They’ve successfully destroyed Sin Soak Tower No. 3!!"

"Well done, have them hurry back, we’ll retreat in twenty minutes!"

Standing amidst the shouting at the 798 temporary command center, Richard Ryan, his arm wrapped in thick rune bandages and his robe stained with blood and dirt, waved his fist and called out loudly to the operators guarding the communication links, "Contact Karouz Webb’s special agents, I demand him and his team reclaim air superiority before Blaze Crossbow returns to the position! Did you hear me? Tell Karouz he must..."

"General!"

An operator with thick bandages over his left eye, holding a long-distance communication crystal close to his ear, interrupted Richard loudly, gritting his teeth, "Blaze Crossbow squad channel... is silent."

"Frontline mechanics send news!"

Another operator suddenly stood up and said in a deep voice, "1 minute and 17 seconds ago, their observers witnessed at least fifteen Red Dragon comrades launching a suicide assault on Sin Soak Tower No. 3. They seemed to guide a non-discriminatory magic power flow through Dragon Language Magic. According to our mechanics’ observations, Sin Soak Tower No. 3 has completely ceased operation."

"General!"

Not far away, the young counselor who lost his left arm in the previous carnage stood up suddenly, saying loudly, "Position 798 has achieved its predetermined task, we should immediately retreat according to plan!"

"I don’t need you to tell me that!"

Richard wiped the blood from his forehead, striding to the communication link, after the operators adjusted the settings to broadcast on all frequencies, he shouted loudly, "I’m Richard Ryan, position 798 has completed its entire mission, now, everyone immediately retreat to the rear of the position, repeat, everyone immediately retreat to the rear of the position, prepare to move laterally to position 799, you have twenty minutes of ti—"

Boom!!!

The next moment, a deafening roar suddenly exploded several kilometers away somewhere, accompanied by a cacophony of noise in the command link. A pitch-black mushroom cloud abruptly rose, followed by a series of terrifying shock waves spreading out, sweeping across the ground like a hurricane, even lifting the tent of the temporary command center.

One minute later

"Fifth Mixed Legion, ’Divine Gun’, ’Auxerban’, ’Bass Cannon’, ’Burning Hammer’, ’Haru Village’, ’Leaning Tower’ total of six units... channel silence."

"Ninth Mixed Legion, ’Gabriel’, ’Blade’, ’Ye Ling纵’, ’Archfire Intense’, ’Thunder Roar’ total of five units... channel silence."

"Seventeenth Mixed Legion, all seven units present at position 798... total silence."

"Penitent Special Combat Group, urgent news!"

"Frontline Mechanics Observer Team sends urgent news!"

"Special Agent Karouz sends urgent news!"

"Venerable unit from Fifth Mixed Legion sends news!"

"Observed Sin King’s Fist!"

"Observed Sin King’s Fist!"

"Observed Sin King’s Fist!"

"Repeat! Observed Sin King’s Fist! Original Sin Magic General - ’Sin King’s Fist’ intervening in the battlefield!"

Chapter █ thousand █ hundred ██: End

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