"If I get these people to continue splitting up and recruiting Divine Power Realm experts, in at most half a month, Human Civilization will basically fall into my hands." Shen Yu estimated ntally.
However, he knew this well.
Organizations of the Human Self-help variety built on this thod have virtually no cohesion.
It’s more like forced control and motivation by interests.
If they were only facing ordinary circumstances, that’d be fine—but expecting this kind of lineup to face a great challenge is basically impossible.
Yet, Human Civilization is about to face an imnse challenge.
"The Demon Pattern Race could make a move at any mont." Shen Yu was perfectly aware of this.
From the perspective of the grander battlefield, even a race as terrifying and powerful as the Demon Pattern Race in Human Civilization’s eyes might not be all that mighty.
They seem intent on seeking refuge with another, even stronger race.
Although they haven’t succeeded yet, this attitude has won them so new allies.
The Blue Eyes Race is one of them.
In all the myriad races, blue-eyed species aren’t uncommon—even humans have blue eyes.
However, the Blue Eyes Race is nad directly for this trait, so clearly, their eyes are not just ordinary blue eyes.
It’s a kind of innate Divine Power.
Just like the Demon Pattern Race’s demon patterns, or the Six-ard Race’s six arms.
And even stronger.
Based on intelligence gathered by Human Civilization, the Blue Eyes Race’s blue eyes possess inherent charm—that is, ntal attacks, capable even of affecting entire groups. They can easily control and divide civilizations lacking unity and prone to internal chaos.
Besides that, their power on the front lines—especially below the Golden Body Realm—is even more pronounced.
After all, without effective counterasures, just one mont of distraction in battle ans certain death.
This is why the Blue Eyes are also known as the "cannon fodder sweeper race."
On the Battlefield of Myriad Realms, they’re widely hired as rcenaries to fight for various races.
Whether the Demon Pattern Race works with them or simply hires them, the involvent of such a powerful civilization is bound to utterly shift the balance between the Demon Pattern Race and the Freedom Alliance!
After weighing it for a while, Shen Yu decided to head to alien territory to investigate.
He couldn’t be sure that the Otherworld connected to Human Civilization didn’t have Immortal Realm experts.
But even if there were, with the Gray Mist Space in hand, he had nothing to fear.
So Shen Yu approached the teleportation passage.
Passages like these actually co in two forms.
One, natural.
This world—among worlds—the barriers between spaces are very thin. Even a Divine Power Realm could possibly breach them.
Of course, they also repair themselves.
The so-called natural passage is where zones of primordial energy conflict link two worlds directly, and the passage expands until reaching a balance.
The other kind is artificial.
If you have over five thousand Golden Bodies, or a single Immortal Realm, you can thoroughly punch through the connection between two nearby worlds.
The passage ahead was the forr.
It was also the first passage to appear on this human planet, three hundred years ago.
Back then, the world on the other side wasn’t occupied by the Demon Pattern Race, but by a type of small giant race, each five to six ters tall.
They enslaved humans, but were wiped out by yet another race, who were then eradicated by the Freedom Alliance, until ultimately the Demon Pattern Race took over.
"Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races, the destruction of civilizations, the downfall of worlds—happening constantly." Shen Yu saw this very clearly.
The essence of these wars is still a war for resources.
Extraordinary resources are unlike physical matter, which in most universes is extrely abundant.
In fact—quite the opposite. These resources, ford over long periods bathed in extraordinary power, are exceedingly scarce.
Every world is a resource extraction site, and more resources nurture more experts, more soldiers.
This contradiction cannot be resolved.
After all, the developnt of the Extraordinary Path is tightly bound to resources.
"Demon Pattern—I hope you’re not too powerful..." Shen Yu stepped into the Otherworld conquered by the Demon Pattern Race.
And as soon as he entered, he fell into silence.
A massive city was already established here, but that wasn’t the key thing—the key was, in this city near the passage, Shen Yu clearly saw war chariots belonging to the Blue Eyes Race.
The Blue Eyes troops were long since fully prepared.
They were just waiting.
Once those at the Immortal Realm level confird they could restrain each other, they’d imdiately launch a large-scale assault!
Their goal wasn’t just Human Civilization—it was definitely the other allied civilizations connected to Human Civilization belonging to the Freedom Alliance.
For, with one glance, Shen Yu could see over three thousand at the Golden Body Realm!
And this was only the forward force.
"Now... there’s no way to avoid exposure." Shen Yu’s expression darkened, but he quickly ca to terms.
No matter how much he strengthened Human Civilization’s power, survival in a war on this scale was impossible.
The only solution is the Immortal Realm.
That is, True Immortal level experts.
And that would undoubtedly draw combat at the True Immortal level.
"If I must be exposed, I’ll make that exposure even bigger." In Shen Yu’s mind, the hidden cards of the Association flashed—he swiftly made his decision.
He didn’t linger. After taking one last, deep look at the entire Otherworld, his figure disappeared and returned to the Association.
He started an Association eting.
The other Shen Yus arrived in succession.
After Gao Wu Shen Yu outlined the current state of Human Civilization, silence descended on the eting.
Not because it seed daunting.
They’d gone through several Doomsday Worlds already: weak humans, powerful enemies—nothing new.
Besides, with the Association’s current power, the enemy wasn’t unbeatable.
The only thing to ponder was how to respond to this crisis.
"Human Civilization really is too weak." Shen Yu was first to break the silence. Looking at Gao Wu Shen Yu, he said bluntly, "So weak it’s like a gust of wind could scatter them. Even if we shelter them by brute force, it’s extrely difficult—nearly impossible—for them to grow enough to contribute aningfully in a short ti."
"I know." Gao Wu Shen Yu nodded slightly, his expression serious. "If it were just a single Immortal Realm expert, such weakness would only drag us down for a long ti."
Normally, a race with an Immortal Realm expert should have at least thousands at the Golden Body Realm—enough to form an army that could resist sowhat.
But the Human Race truly does not.
Gao Wu Shen Yu had to consider not just the current war, but Human Civilization’s developnt afterward.
The planet isn’t running anywhere.
If we just make a brief show of force, the likely result is Human Civilization is surrounded, I get bogged down, besieged—if I die, humans are wiped out; if I don’t die, they get controlled.
No matter what we do, we’ll be hobbled.
"My point is, we can’t let the Human Race beco a weakness. At least, not openly." Shen Yu spoke again, "Didn’t you tell those at the Golden Body Realm that we’re part of the Human Race from beyond this planet? I think that’s a good approach. What do you think about a Myriad Realms Human Race Alliance?"
"Myriad Realms Human Race Alliance." Gao Wu Shen Yu’s eyes flashed.
He’d actually been thinking along the sa lines!
After all, he has plenty of cards to play.
Every Shen Yu is an Immortal Realm expert.
And every human from those other worlds is Human!
They don’t even have to pretend; they’re actually different civilizations.
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