Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton Chapter 973

Chapter 973: Chapter 543: 30,000,000 Army Chapter 973: Chapter 543: 30,000,000 Army “Do you know who I am?” Anthony began abruptly as the communication connected.

Cabrela, who was prepared to interrogate and accuse, was immediately stunned, “Aren't you Anthony? Did the call go wrong? No it didn't.” His voice faded, as if he was checking the communicator.

“Be more specific,” Anthony pressed.

“Uh–” Cabrela hesitated, then said, “You are the spokesperson of the Light in the human world, the interpreter of oracles, the chanter of holy sounds, the wielder of the sword of punishment, the Pope, Saint Anthony.”

As soon as Cabrela finished speaking, a low murmur came from the other end, “That's so cool, I need to get myself a title that long.”

Anthony nodded and said, “Even more specific.”

Cabrela fell silent, gradually realizing that Anthony had taken control of the pace of the conversation. After a long while, he said solemnly, “You are the Pope of the Divine Realm.”

“Correct, when did you guess it?” Anthony asked with a smile.

From the moment Hayden exposed their identities, Anthony realized that they could no longer hide their true selves. Hayden's guess meant that the Sorcerer Alliance would also make inferences, and their identities would not withstand scrutiny.

When someone is wary of you, continuing to hide not only is useless but also can affect your own judgment. It is better to think about how to use this change.

“After we discovered the God of Life, we had our suspicions. So, are you admitting your identity now? You disguised yourself as part of the local Church of Light to approach us, what is your purpose?” Cabrela demanded harshly, trying to regain control of the conversation's pace.

He had come intending to accuse and question why Anthony had attacked Hayden. What had they done with Hayden? He demanded his release, or else they would take action against the Church of Light.

Unexpectedly, Anthony disclosed his identity, instantly regaining the initiative and rendering his threats obsolete. Anthony had said he was not from the local Church of Light; threats against the Church of Light no longer held any meaning.

“There is no particular purpose. We just arrived in this area and didn't understand the situation, so we made contact on various fronts. Now that we have a clear understanding, it's the Faith Storm you released, isn't it? Why did you use the Faith Storm to attack our supreme God of Light! Explain!” Anthony demanded fiercely.

Click– Cabrela's heart tightened, and he exchanged glances with those around him, a damning sense of familiarity spontaneously arising within them.

At this moment, in the center of the Starburst Array, within the grand hall of the joint meeting, apart from Hayden and Radiad, and those trapped in the Boundary with the Lord of Annihilation, all the mobile United Sorcerers had already gathered there.

Transformed into a semi-transparent water figure, Lolorca the Pure Water whispered softly, “It was the same back in the day. A Faith Storm summoned the Undead King.”

Cabrela immediately realized where this damned familiar feeling was coming from. History always recorded that over a thousand years ago, a Faith Storm had summoned the Undead King of the Divine Realm, and now this Faith Storm has summoned the Church of Light. Should they not carelessly unleash the Faith Storm anymore?

However, out of inertia, Cabrela didn't think the Church of Light was all that formidable. Although Anthony, the Pope, was tough to deal with, he considered how weak the local church was, wondering how formidable the Divine Realm's Church of Light could truly be?

Just then, Anthony paused and added, “Think carefully before you answer. Thirty million Holy War Expeditionary Force warriors have already prepared. In the past thousand years under the leadership of the God of Light, we have unified the Master Plane and eight hundred Abysses, conquered the Undead Empire and the Giant Dragon Clan, and even Flash Feiti has pledged loyalty to the Light.”

“Your answer will determine whether we take this step. Once the stride of holy war is taken, all heretics must be eliminated, no Undead shall rest!”

Anthony's voice was calm, but it was this calmness that chillingly rattled Cabrela, causing Lolorca the Pure Water to burst into a puddle.

Negris quietly asked Durken, “Can we muster an army of thirty million for the expedition?”

“Of course we can, as long as they are Undead,” Durken said casually, with a carefree expression.

As they whispered among themselves, Cabrela's side had already become a mess. Thirty million for the Holy War Expeditionary Force? This was a shockingly terrifying piece of news; their Sorcerer Alliance had less than a few hundred thousand members; thirty million could drown them with a spit each.

And these were not those unintelligent, non-flying Undead, but the Church of Light. Although the local church was weak, if the Church of Light from the Divine Realm really could organize thirty million for the expedition, it would certainly not be on the same level as the local church.

Thirty million from the Divine Realm's expeditionary force ready to enter this world at any moment…

Cabrela felt an endless pressure, heart rattling and confused, he couldn't even remember why he had initiated this communication, and in his panic, blurted out, “Wait a moment.” Then he disconnected the call.

Once Anthony also cut the communication, Negris couldn't wait to mock, “Tsk, tsk, tsk, thirty million expeditionary forces, quite the bold claim. Can you really mobilize that many people?”

“Of course I can,” Anthony replied. “I'll have ten thousand people organize equipment, the rest will handle production, forging weapons, and growing food. Isn't that mobilization?”

“Pff–Is that how you mobilize? You, charlatan, never speak a word of truth,” Negris said irritably.

“It's not impossible to fully mobilize. Lord has so many Elf Beans, enough to support thirty million for a ten-year expedition. Logistics can be handled; if not, we just bring everyone over,” Anthony confidently stated.

Although his comment was more in jest, it wasn't unfeasible. The Elf Beans brought forth through the Faith Storm by Ange were enough to feed hundreds of millions in the Master Plane for a year; feeding thirty million for ten years was not a problem, solving the food issue.

The only restriction was their lack of a large-scale way to move people. Anthony said this primarily to intimidate.

However, upon looking up, Anthony saw Ange covering the Boundary-crossing Hand, watching him warily.

“Just kidding, just kidding,” Anthony said with an awkward grin.

“Hahaha!!” Seeing an embarrassed Anthony made everyone laugh.

After laughing for a while, Negris asked somewhat puzzledly, “Why suddenly think of revealing your identity?”

Anthony replied, “I haven't revealed our identity. We are now the Church of Light from the Divine Realm, owning a thirty-million-strong Holy War Expeditionary Force. We are here because they have assaulted us with a Faith Storm, and if they don't compensate and apologize, ensuring it won't happen again, we will launch an unyielding holy war. Lord Feiti can make this claim even more credible.”

Before the Sorcerer Alliance could decide on anything, the surviving members of the Giant Dragon Clan had already organized. Led by a female Red Dragon, they flew over and knelt in the void, “We greet the Dragon God!”

Chapter end

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