Douluo: This Legend of the Dragon King is not quite right

Chapter 954 Five days to assemble the Western Continent!

Lu Jun's statement was like the last straw that broke the scales.

As the ruler of this plane, Di Yue felt this most deeply and was the first to nod in agreement:

"I agree. The will of the plane also tends to concentrate on defense."

Gu Yuena naturally supported Lu Jun:
"Seconded."

Tang Wutong remained silent for a moment, then nodded slightly:
"A skillful strategist commands the enemy, rather than being commanded by them. This strategy can defeat the enemy."

The other high-ranking officials who had not yet spoken also expressed their agreement after weighing the pros and cons.

With a firm resolve, Emperor Xu looked at the image of Huo Yuhao and said, "Senior, the decision has been made."

Huo Yuhao nodded slightly in the video, his expression unreadable: "Very good, you have made your choice. This is indeed the most rational and most likely strategy to achieve victory."

"So, next," he changed the subject, "it's up to you to decide...where the gates to hell...will open."

Lu Jun and Xu Tiandi exchanged a glance and spoke almost in unison:
"The Western Continent!"

The Western Continent is a vast continent, now the main habitat of soul beasts and the site of some ancient ruins, with few human settlements.

There, the Blood God Legion, known for its iron will and sacrifice, is stationed year-round, and the Body Sect, with its ancient heritage and extremely powerful individual combat strength, is also located there!

The Blood God Legion has extensive experience in small-scale battles with abyssal creatures over the years.

The experts of the Body Sect are absolute trump cards in land battles and close combat.

By placing the main battlefield on the Western Continent, the damage to densely populated and culturally core areas such as the Eastern Continent and Douluo Continent can be minimized, while making full use of the geographical advantages and combat power of the Blood God Legion and the Body Sect.

The data stream flashed by in Huo Yuhao's visual field, seemingly making a final confirmation and locking the coordinates.

"Coordinates have been recorded. I will transmit the specific location of the entrance, its estimated size, and energy fluctuation data to the Federal Supreme Command."

"You, get ready."

As soon as the words were spoken, the image vanished.

In the following days, the entire Douluo Star, like a steel giant that had been fully awakened, let out a deafening roar of war.

Under the supreme war mobilization order, the Federation's war machine operated at unprecedented efficiency.

On the Eastern Continent, the allied forces, led by Federation Branch Chairman Dai Tianling, Enci, and Tongyu, along with all their elite troops, sailed across the ocean aboard countless giant soul-guided transport ships, heading towards the Western Continent.

In the Douluo Continent, the Spirit Pagoda, the War God Hall, various Soul Master sects, family forces, free Soul Masters... all the forces that can be gathered converge like rivers flowing into the sea, via long-distance teleportation arrays, high-speed Soul Guidance Trains, air fleets, and Soul Guidance Transport Aircraft... towards the designated area of ​​the Western Continent.

The sky is no longer peaceful.

The densely packed soul-guided reconnaissance aircraft, like a flock of migrating birds, patrolled day and night, monitoring any unusual activity outside the barrier.

The massive aerial fortresses and planetary battleships spewed out eerie blue soul-guided flames, forming a formidable three-dimensional defense network above the clouds.

The latest beyond-visual-range soul-guided cannon array was deployed at the rear base, its muzzles pointing towards the sky, the glow of its charging power sending shivers down one's spine.

The earth trembled.

Tens of thousands of heavy soul-guided tanks, self-propelled soul-guided cannons, all-terrain soul-guided mechs, and a large number of yellow, black, and red-level mechs formed a steel torrent that swept across plains and through valleys, building a Great Wall of flesh and metal on the pre-established defense line of the Western Continent.

The engineering corps constructed permanent fortifications, soul-guided defense towers, and energy shielding fields at an astonishing speed.

The ocean is not calm either.

All three Federation fleets were deployed, with cruisers, destroyers, and submarines forming a joint fleet that patrolled the waters surrounding the western continent, conducting air defense and anti-submarine operations, and remaining vigilant against possible attacks from the deep sea.

The logistics supply lines are like the lifeblood of a planet, continuously supplying soul-guided shells, energy, medicine, and food day and night.

The entire Federation's soul-guided industrial system was operating at full capacity, with production lines roaring day and night, manufacturing countless brand-new soul-guided devices and equipping every soldier with them. Tension, a chilling atmosphere, and a sense of oppression, yet also a tragic and passionate spirit of fighting to the death, permeated every corner of Douluo Star.

The seven-day countdown hangs like the Sword of Damocles overhead.

Meanwhile, on the chosen battlefield in the western continent, the winds of war were already gathering, and the armor was chillingly sharp.

All that remains is the opening of that barrier, the opening of hell.

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The winds of the Western Continent are rough and savage, carrying the sand and gravel of the Gobi Desert and the desolate atmosphere of ancient battlefields, howling across the assembly positions that stretch for thousands of miles.

In just five days, this continent, once dominated by the roars of soul beasts and the silence of ruins, has been completely transformed into a steel fortress spanning the heavens and the earth.

The sky no longer belongs to birds and clouds.

Layer upon layer of Federation Soul-Guided Fighter jets, like migratory birds forged from metal, cut through the airflow in tight formation. The shrill roar of their engines and the rumble of the vortexes intertwined to create a war whisper that covered the sky. Higher up, the massive aerial fortresses cast suffocating shadows, and from the open bomb bays on their bellies, the ghostly blue glow of Soul-Guided Energy flickered faintly.

The earth groaned and trembled under countless tracks and heavy hooves.

An endless array of guided tanks, their cannons forming a forest of steel, creating a moving mountain of steel.

The self-propelled guided gun positions were laid out like a chessboard, with the cannons raised high and the calibration lenses reflecting the cold, harsh sunlight.

Further back, there were endless camps, fortifications, energy barrier generators, and a constant stream of logistics convoys.

The air was thick with the scorching smell of soul-guided energy, the cold, metallic tang of steel, and an intense, tense silence that was a mixture of fear and resolute determination.

The number of people was so great that it seemed to have formed a new ocean. It appeared that in just five days, all the forces that could be gathered from the Eastern Continent and the Douluo Continent had converged here.

The standard armor of the Federation's various legions converged into a sea of ​​black, blue, and gray blocks.

The armor of the legions of the Eastern Continent carries a classical elegance and heaviness.

Soul Masters from various sects on the Douluo Continent wore different clothes and had mixed but equally sharp auras.

Countless free spirit masters also have a burning flame in their eyes to protect their homeland.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on the temporary, yet solemnly erected platform in the center of the position.

Lu Jun, Xu Tiandi, Gu Yuena, Di Yue, Di Tian, ​​Tang Wutong... all the names that stand at the pinnacle of power and influence on Douluo Star are gathered here.

Behind them fluttered the federal battle flag and the banners of various factions.

At the very front of the stage were the allied forces from all their units.

At the very front right was Dai Tianling, who was dressed in military uniform and had a sharp gaze. Behind him were veteran generals such as Enci and Tongyu, as well as the most elite royal legion and sect alliance of the Eastern Continent.

They came from across the ocean, their armor still carrying the salty taste of the sea breeze.

Another powerful and concentrated force of blood and qi, like an ancient beast awakening, suddenly rose up from the side.

That's the queue of the Body Sect.

The leader was none other than the current sect leader of the Body Sect.

He was clad in a sharply defined, jet-black battle armor with four characters on it. His face was resolute, and a faint golden spiritual light flowed through his eyes as they opened and closed.

It was none other than the Spirit Eye Martial Soul, which shared the same origin as that legendary figure from ten thousand years ago.

His surname is Huo, and he carries the legacy of Huo Yuhao in his blood.

At this moment, he simply stood there, and his blood and qi were burning like in a furnace, perfectly blending with his divine cultivation, forming a terrifying pressure.

(End of this chapter)