Return of the Immortal Emperor Daddy

Chapter 558 - 559: Violators of Our Territory Will Be Punished, No Matter the Distance [First Update]

The might of a single sword strike was utterly terrifying.

The marshals and generals aboard the battleship were all stunned. They had assumed the 20,000 pilots in the suicide squadron would at least be able to delay Wu Tian for a while, but he had ended the confrontation with a single stroke of his sword.

The marshals on the battleship exchanged glances. Mei’er, a descendant of the "Desert Fox," Rommel, spoke up. "The Dragon Dynasty refuses to clean its own house, and it seems we can’t do it for them either. This Wu Tian... he’s no mere mortal!"

He was a descendant of the "Desert Fox," Rommel. During the Second Global War, Rommel was the only one who achieved great renown in his lifetime and continued to receive posthumous honors, earning recognition from both his allies and his enemies.

And just like the Desert Fox of old, opinions on Mei’er’s military talents were becoming increasingly polarized among the dynasties. His supporters called him a War God, just like his ancestor. His brilliant military expertise and outstanding tactical command earned him the admiration of many military enthusiasts, and even the respect and awe of famous strategists. His detractors, however, pointed to his strategic blunders and called him a "tactical giant but a strategic dwarf," just like his ancestor.

"What’s our move?" The others looked to Mei’er.

Mei’er looked at Hai’er, but Hai’er just seemed confused, apparently unable to devise a solution. The Hai’er of today seemed to have lost his brilliant spark.

Mei’er had no choice but to propose his own idea. "We’ll capture the Lord of the Four Seas! Our original plan was to force the Dragon Dynasty to deal with Wu Tian themselves, but that failed. Now, our only option is to seize the Lord of the Four Seas and use him to threaten Wu Tian!"

*Seize the emperor to command the nobles!*

This was the method Mei’er had conceived: capture the Lord of the Four Seas and the Dragon Dynasty elders, and force Wu Tian to accept death! They would broadcast it live for all the people of the Dragon Dynasty to witness.

Mei’er would then deliver an ultimatum to the people: if Wu Tian dies, they retreat. If Wu Tian refuses to die, the Dragon Dynasty will be annihilated and the Lord of the Four Seas will perish. How could Wu Tian dare to refuse?

"Agreed!"

The marshals and generals on the battleship all approved of Mei’er’s plan. Although it was despicable, who cared about such things when victory was at stake? History, after all, is always written by the victors.

After witnessing the power of Wu Tian’s sword, none of them dared to face him head-on again. One sword strike wiped out twenty thousand; two would take out forty thousand. If he swung his sword ten times, two hundred thousand would fall. Who would dare fight a man like that?

At that moment, the various dynasties’ fighter jets sped toward the Great Wall, aiming to capture the Lord of the Four Seas and the few elders standing with him. At the same time, Wu Tian was already charging toward them, forcing even the colossal battleship to take evasive maneuvers.

"Strange, where’s Hai’er?" Mei’er suddenly called out.

The other marshals and generals scanned their surroundings. Hai’er was indeed gone, as was a female general from the Iron Wolf Dynasty.

Mei’er snorted. "Youths will be youths."

"Indeed. This battle will be recorded in the annals of history. The marshals and generals who fight here will be renowned for ages to come!"

"Yet Hai’er has abandoned this glorious battle, given up this chance to become a War God or a God of War!"

"He doesn’t know how to seize an opportunity. How laughable, truly laughable."

They all thought Hai’er was a fool for leaving and missing his chance to become a God of War. Little did they know, amidst the chaos, Hai’er was personally piloting an escape craft, carrying the female general he loved away from the battleship. He had always prided himself on his unparalleled piloting skills.

By then, Wu Tian had closed in. The massive battleship, with its enormous and conspicuous frame, was his primary target. The marshals and generals inside realized this and immediately called upon the surrounding fighter jets to protect them.

"Heaven-Annihilating Slash!"

As tens of thousands of fighters swarmed to shield the battleship, Wu Tian remained fearless. Without another word, he unleashed his sword. Using the scabbard as his blade, he swung. Another immense blade beam of indeterminate length cleaved through the air, shattering the atmosphere and tearing space itself. Instantly, the fighter jets burst apart one by one.

Even the ultramodern battleship couldn’t withstand the impact. It shuddered violently as explosions erupted across its hull. The marshals and generals inside were panic-stricken.

So much for glory built on ten thousand bones! So much for a name renowned through the ages! If we die like this, it will all be for nothing.

They did not want to die here. A nagging thought surfaced in their minds—perhaps Hai’er had been right all along.

"We have to get out of here, now!"

"Right, this battleship is about to blow! Let’s go!"

They scrambled to find the escape pods, but before they could even take a step...

BOOM!

The battleship detonated completely, its blinding light illuminating the night sky. The marshals and generals within had never imagined their lives would end in such a fashion.

「Coalition Building」

The assembled Monarchs, including Black Bama, witnessed this scene, and their expressions soured.

"We’ve lost," the Monarch of the Bang Dynasty lamented, his face streaked with tears. "We’ve lost, we’ve lost..."

"I don’t believe it. I don’t believe it!" the Monarch of Law cried out in disbelief, his voice echoing the sentiments of the others. Every one of their dynasties had contributed forces, yet even their combined military might was not enough to take down the Dragon Dynasty.

Among them, only Black Bama, Monarch of the most powerful Hua Sheng Dynasty, retained his usual composure. Seeing the chaos around him, he fiercely smashed his teacup on the ground.

SMASH!

The sharp sound finally drew the other Monarchs’ attention.

"Lost? You call this lost? No, the war is far from decided! The Dragon Dynasty has only won the first round," Black Bama said coolly. "Don’t forget, many people from the Dragon Dynasty work in our lands. We’ve also captured their personnel from the Great Historian Museum. Can the Dragon Dynasty truly afford to abandon these people?"

Hearing this, the other Monarchs thought for a moment and realized he had a point.

"We will offer to bury the hatchet. We’ll tell them to act as if our invasion tonight never happened. In return, we release their people," Black Bama stated coldly.

The other Monarchs nodded. If they gave the Dragon Dynasty a graceful way out, surely they would take it and not press their advantage.

Even though we tried to destroy you, we have your people. We’ll release them, and you just pretend our attempt to kill you never happened!

This was the reasoning embraced by all the powerful dynasties.

Meanwhile, back on the battlefield, the soldiers in the fighter jets realized their commanders and generals were all dead. It was time for them to withdraw from the Dragon Dynasty’s territory. One by one, the jets began to pull back.

"You attack when you please and leave when you please? What do you take our Dragon Dynasty for?!" Commander-in-Chief Zhu Jide could no longer contain his fury. Standing atop the Great Wall, he let out a deafening roar.

"That’s right! What do you take our Dragon Dynasty for?"

"You think you can come and go as you please? Since you’ve come, you’ll be staying!"

"The Dragon Dynasty will not be bullied!"

At that moment, a frenzied look appeared on the faces of the Dragon Dynasty’s soldiers. The fighting spirit of their ancestors surged in their veins, and they burned for battle.

Seeing this, the Lord of the Four Seas pointed toward the enemy fighters high in the sky. He grabbed a microphone connected to broadcast towers in every major city, and with a voice loud enough for the entire nation to hear, he screamed with raw fury: "Kill! Kill! Kill! Those who invade our land, no matter how far, shall be hunted down and slain! Those who kill our people are our sworn enemies!!!"

Kill!

Kill!

Kill