I Can Grant Origin Powers To Anything

Victory.

And it's a major victory.

This time, the Silicon based Mysterious Clan and other mysterious races of the heavens almost gave it their all, but they suffered losses exceeding half of their forces.

This was a glorious victory.

Though the sacrifice was immense...

According to final statistics, this battle cost the Land of Light over seven million casualties.

Not only were the Security Army and Cosmic Army completely annihilated, but even many logistical troops, who weren't qualified to fight, had to be pushed onto the battlefield. With this battle, the Land of Light is beyond merely suffering a severe blow to its Primordial Qi.

Their Martial Tao inheritance has, one might say, completely broken.

To mend it, thirty years?

Perhaps even fifty years may not be enough to restore it... Just before the battle, several months of efforts saw Sai Wen, Reo, and others breaking through into the Creation Realm one after another.

But in the end, only Ace still remains alive.

Yet, what can one person do?

After all, Ace is different from Sai Jia. Sai Jia could offer strategies to Tairuo, whereas Ace's crude nature made him favor dismembering enemies. From now on, apart from Gauss, Tairuo is hard-pressed to find an assistant who can confer with him and achieve resonance over major issues.

The Great Xia Empire also made enormous sacrifices; their army's deployment cost astronomical amounts daily.

It's said that if not for a certain magnate within the Great Xia Empire providing aid, they might not have been able to arrive so swiftly... After years of bitter fighting, the Great Xia Empire's funding has also reached a crisis.

But regardless of the sacrifices made by these two great empires, they ultimately claimed a significant victory.

That evening, to welcome the aid from Han Yun City and others.

Tairuo specially held a banquet...

At the banquet, the lights are bright, and the wine flowed freely.

A scene of splendor, juxtaposed with the grieving families below who have lost sons and husbands, felt like two extremes.

At the banquet.

Everyone praised Tairuo continually, their voices filled with admiration.

Xu Lingjun even approached Tairuo, voluntarily offering a toast, and expressed, "Thanks to His Highness Tairuo, after this battle, the mysterious races of the heavens suffered heavy losses that I'm afraid will be hard to replenish."

Tairuo lamented, "Regrettably, the cost my Land of Light paid this time is almost unbearable."

The casualties of the Land of Light are not merely lives lost; the Plasma Spark Tower, a weapon embodying the nation's pinnacle technology, when deployed, even easily withstands Star level Weapons.

Its power is so formidable that even those paradoxical weapons produced by Xu Lingjun's Talent Source would unlikely break it directly.

Yet, its drawback lies in burning money.

Beyond burning—it's extravagance to the nth degree...

After several days of activation, the Plasma Spark Tower has drained the national treasury to the point where even mice would cry upon entering.

People gone, money gone.

Despite winning...

The ones reaping the fruits of victory were Xu Lingjun.

At this point, Tairuo vaguely sensed something amiss...

Why does it seem something doesn't feel quite right?

Upon closer thought, it's unclear what's wrong, after all, can the war efforts of the mysterious races of the heavens truly be under human control?

The full force invasion by the mysterious races, how could this be linked to Xu Lingjun standing before him?

Xu Lingjun sighed, "Such a pity—these mysterious races are too cunning. Initially, I couldn't fathom whether they were luring the tiger away or making a distraction, so I could only hold my troops back. It wasn't until they mobilized their army that I realized they truly intended to attack the Land of Light. I immediately strengthened communication orders for Great Xia Empire's army to move out, but was obstructed by their defensive forces."

He apologized, "A whole million in defensive forces, supplemented by relying on military equipment to fight, Night Demon being for their use, made our battle tremendously taxing. Especially since we had to preserve enough strength to support the Land of Light; we couldn't afford to sacrifice, couldn't afford to die, which delayed us quite a bit, resulting in the Land of Light losing so many people."

"Troops were willing to deploy—truly a fortune for our Land of Light amidst calamity. As for those sacrificed warriors, what I need to loathe is not the Land of Light, but the mysterious races of the heavens."

Upon hearing Xu Lingjun's explanation, Tairuo thought it genuinely seemed coincidental... The explanation given was sincerely plausible.

The Night Demon was indeed created by the mysterious races of the heavens; this is indisputable.

Their ability to send troops here despite the Night Demon's hindrance within days must also have involved significant sacrifices.

"Right, there's one more matter."

Xu Lingjun sighed, "Truthfully, seeing this enormous sacrifice by the Land of Light, I really hesitate to bring it up, but our previous agreement was quite clear. If Great Xia Empire needed to enter the Land of Light to assist in patrols, then the cost should be fully paid by the Land of Light. This time, Great Xia Empire deployed millions of warriors and speaking frankly and without disrespect, if not for an unnamed Mr. Wang providing full financial support, we might not have gathered enough military funds."

He apologized, "It's not us hitting when you're down—it's that after perpetual warfare, we of Great Xia Empire really can't afford that much military expense. This time, to rescue the Land of Light, we owe Mr. Wang so much money, repaying it..."

Tairuo's smile grew strained, but he had to speak earnestly, "Commander in Chief Xu is absolutely right, repayment is a must... Rest assured, this debt shall be shouldered by our Land of Light; even if we have to sell everything, we will repay this money."