Lord Game: I Have 100 Million Talents

Chapter 466: Chapter 117: You Want to Fight This Too? Fine! Let the Bloodthirsty Clones Show Their Strength

Although the Global Alliance Army had fallen into unprecedented division, with calls for surrender surfacing one after another, the pro-war faction still constituted the majority of its members.

These people were either high-level players from large Player Alliances who commanded elite soldiers and harbored grand ambitions, or they were low-to-mid-tier players brainwashed by the higher-ups, desperate to make a name for themselves in battle. Their shared obsession stemmed from their ignorance of Qin Feng’s true power and a blind faith in the idea of "strength in numbers."

"He just killed one core player from the Eagle Country and defeated one Tier Four advanced player. The other side probably just got careless!"

One of the Lord Players from the Viking Domain, who had never personally witnessed Tingfeng in action, declared self-righteously in the communication channel, his tone dripping with disdain:

"There are so many of us! We have tens of millions of Legendary-Level soldiers alone, and more Divine Gift holders than we can count. Are you telling me we can’t handle a single Tingfeng?"

His words struck a chord with the majority of the pro-war faction. Most of them had never witnessed Qin Feng’s terror firsthand. They had neither felt the searing pain of the Holy Flame nor experienced the bone-deep agony of "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning." All their knowledge was limited to the written descriptions in intelligence reports.

In their view, "killing players above his level" was merely an exaggeration, and even an "Unsolvable Authority" had its limits. They believed that as long as the Global Alliance Army concentrated all its forces and launched an overwhelming attack, it would be impossible for Qin Feng to handle tens of thousands of Lord Players at once.

A Lord Player from the Country of Art sneered, his tone filled with smug calculation:

"Honestly!"

"So what if Tingfeng has the ’Divine Gift: Sealed Resurrection’ ability?"

"Can he seal all of us? With tens of thousands of people taking turns, we can wear him down to death! He can’t possibly use Sealed Resurrection on everyone at the same time, can he?"

At that moment, someone else exposed a key weakness of "Sealed Resurrection," broadcasting it triumphantly in the channel:

"I’ve heard about it!"

"Tingfeng’s ’Sealed Resurrection’ ability has a limited number of uses!"

"He can’t completely seal someone’s resurrection ability after just one kill. He has to kill a target several times in a row to erase all their chances to resurrect!"

"That means, even if we run into Tingfeng and he kills us, we can just log off immediately after resurrecting once and come back after the heat dies down!"

"That way, we won’t truly die in the Plane War!"

This discovery instantly brought a sigh of relief to countless players in the pro-war faction. The fear that had been lurking beneath the surface vanished into thin air.

They began to frantically console themselves. Dying once didn’t mean they would be gone for good; it was just a loss of some experience and equipment. As long as they could use Sea of People Tactics to exhaust Qin Feng’s Sealed Resurrection uses, or find an opening to take him down, then glory, riches, and fame would all be theirs. Such a small loss was not even worth mentioning.

One of the Lord Players from the Sakura Country rubbed his hands together, his eyes glinting with greed:

’Cannon fodder?’

’It’s not like it’ll be my turn!’

’There are so many Lord Players and holders of the Power of Authority from other country realms to act as shields!’

’No matter how strong Tingfeng is, he’ll have to deal with them first, right? Once they’ve worn him down, we can rush in and pick up the scraps. We might even snag the title of "Hero of the Kill"!’

This wishful thinking, the idea that ’someone else will be the cannon fodder,’ spread like a plague through the pro-war faction.

Everyone believed they would be the "lucky one" who could both participate in this "battle to slay a god" and emerge unscathed to enjoy the fruits of victory.

They selectively ignored the terrifying AoE capability of Qin Feng’s Multi-shot Arrow. They forgot he could assemble a Sky Fleet of Divine Gift Ancient Giant Dragons and Divine Gift Royal Dragon Cavalry to carry out precision strikes. And they forgot that once afflicted with "Divine Gift: Permanent Poisoning," one was doomed beyond salvation.

In their carnival of self-deception, they had long cast aside life and death. Or rather, they simply failed to realize that they were facing a true "god" who could genuinely control their very existence.

And so, the members of the pro-war faction grew even more frantic in assembling their forces. They organized all participating elite players into the "Plane Legion," with the best among them forming "Annihilation Squads." They devised set after set of seemingly flawless "Sea of People Tactics" and "Beheading Operations."

This fervor, built on ignorance and wishful thinking, would ultimately push them into an abyss of no return.

Meanwhile, far away in the Shurima Main City, Qin Feng watched the reports coming in about the Global Alliance Army’s pro-war faction, a cold smirk playing on his lips.

He couldn’t wait to see the looks of terror and despair on the faces of these self-righteous "ants" when they finally came face-to-face with the thunderous Sky Fleet and his Unsolvable Divine Gift Authorities.

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Time flew by amid the tense standoff. In the blink of an eye, the short two-week preparation period was over.

During these fourteen days, the Holy Empire’s Shurima Main City knew not a moment of peace. The roars of the Sky Fleet’s Giant Dragons echoed as they soared past the city walls daily. The sounds of Dragon Cavalry training thundered across the sky. Mages worked day and night, engraving Defense Runes that would cover the entire domain. The logistics department continuously transported mountains of Holy Crystals and potions to the various defensive lines. The air, thick with a mixture of Holy Power and the will to fight, coalesced into an invisible barrier.

The Global Alliance Army’s preparations were just as feverish.

Through forced conscription and the lure of profit, the pro-war faction assembled a Plane Legion of unprecedented scale. From the Icefield Warriors of the Bear Country Realm and the Sand Knights of the Oil Country Realm, to the Jungle Hunters of the Amazon Domain and the Ninja Corps of the Sakura Country Realm, a vast array of Soldier Types converged into a dark, oppressive sea of troops.