Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 1159: The Battlefield Beckons

Chapter 1159: The Battlefield Beckons

However, when she stepped outside and tried to sense it in the real world, the faith energy from others was far less obvious.

With a brief moment of thought, she immediately understood why Wealth had said that the faith of those within her small world was purer.

"Your aura seems stronger than it was just half an hour ago."

The moment she stepped out, Kenny Lin noticed something different about her.

"Are you part dog or something? You noticed an increase that small?" Amalia chuckled.

Kenny Lin huffed.

As the head of the household, how could he not be concerned?

At the same time, he clenched his teeth in determination—he absolutely could not let Amalia surpass him in breaking through.

"How much longer until we reach the battlefield?" He immediately turned around to find Officer Khan.

Officer Khan was just about to respond when a soldier rushed over, reporting that they had received a message from the aliens.

Officer Khan took the message panel and instinctively moved to hand it to the general.

How, halfway through, he hesitated, remembering that there was someone even more important present—so he turned around to pass it to Kenny Lin instead.

Kenny Lin did not take it. "Why are you giving it to me? Read it out loud."

Officer Khan glanced at the general, relieved to see that he was not displeased.

"Major General Rafiq was right. The aliens are indeed planning to wage a massive war to bring the battle of the Erythar Star System to an end."

He then handed the message panel to Major General Rafiq.

"The aliens still don’t know that Aelra is dead, so they are likely attempting to contact this battleship and have it rendezvous with them to discuss the details of how to divide the Erythar Star System."

Yes, the truth was brutal.

The aliens never considered that humanity could win.

They had long ago decided the outcome with a single word.

The saddest part?

Many humans thought the same.

They did not dare hope for victory—only to save as many people as possible in this war against the alien invasion.

If it truly came down to the final moment, when there was no other choice, all they could do was preserve a seed of humanity.

"These aliens—one day, we will drive them out of the Andromeda Universe!" Another Major General declared angrily.

Amalia had already detected their opponents before arriving, so she walked in just in time to hear this statement.

"Ms. Amalia, should we head to the aliens’ location, or rendezvous with the human forces?" Major General Rafiq directly handed the decision over to Amalia.

"What do you mean ’head to their location’? We’re going straight to the battlefield," Kenny Lin interjected.

Amalia said, "Let’s go with Kenny’s plan. We head straight to the battlefield. From now on, wherever there is a battlefield, that’s where we go."

Before the others could fully process this, Major General Rafiq slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Ms. Amalia have brilliant insight! This is an excellent strategy. Once we strike enough fear into the aliens, they won’t dare to wage war so recklessly again."

In truth, Amalia hadn’t thought that far ahead—she was simply fulfilling Kenny Lin’s wish.

This guy just wanted to go where the most people were dying.

While the two of them remained relatively nonchalant, the high-ranking officers present were already fired up by Major General Rafiq’s words.

When had they ever had the confidence to make such a bold move?

Before, with their lack of equal technological resources, they hadn’t even been capable of launching a counterattack—let alone winning.

But now, with a battleship and an abundance of resources, even if Amalia and Kenny Lin did not personally intervene, they were confident they could hold their own against the aliens.

As they discussed their strategy, the aliens were still waiting for a response.

Usually, it never took more than ten minutes.

Any battleship or spacecraft receiving a message would respond immediately.

However, this time, even after ten minutes had passed, General Aelra’s battleship still hadn’t make a replied.

"What’s going on with General Aelra? Could it be that they haven’t received our message?" One high-ranking alien looked puzzled.

"That’s impossible. If we received it, then as long as Aelra is still in the Erythar Star System, he must have received it too."

A general turned his gaze toward the towering figure of the Prince of Doomsday.

"Could it be that General Aelra isn’t responding because he knows the Prince of Doomsday is also here?" Some of the less-informed aliens immediately started whispering among themselves, questioning what connection this had to the Prince of Doomsday.

"It’s said that the Prince of Doomsday’s subordinates were killed by General Aelra’s battleship over a contested energy planet."

Everyone instinctively assumed that the Prince of Doomsday’s subordinates had tried to seize the energy planet General Aelra had claimed.

It wasn’t an unreasonable assumption.

Given the Prince of Doomsday’s status, his followers were notoriously arrogant.

They had caused trouble for General Aelra’s forces before—so the possibility that they had been seeking revenge under the guise of war was not out of the question.

"Aelra dares to kill my men? I will not let this debt go unpaid so easily."

The Prince of Doomsday’s eyes darkened and an oppressive aura radiated from him.

At that moment, there was a knock on the meeting room door.

An alien entered and reported that General Aelra’s Battleship had finally responded.

"What did General Aelra say?" a high-ranking alien officer immediately asked.

"The reply states that they do not intend to attend the meeting. Instead, his battleship will head straight to the battlefield to support us."

The meeting room fell silent for a moment before an alien officer frowned and broke the stillness.

"What kind of trick is Aelra pulling? Does he not understand why we’re holding this meeting?"

"Isn’t it better if he doesn’t come? We can discuss how to divide the spoils among ourselves. If he’s not here, he simply won’t get a share."

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