The transformation surgery that Alberto spoke of was naturally not the kind that ordinary soldiers would undergo, but a specialized type of modification surgery.
“I refuse.”
Cassius directly rejected the king’s request.
“Your Majesty, you should know that the fundamental warriors after transformation surgery are more susceptible to the influence of the War God projection, making them closer to madness.”
“But Cassius, you once said that you need a strong-willed person to become a protective wall for the fundamental warriors.”
At this moment, Alberto seemed to revert back to that confident king and said, “I want to protect my warriors.”
“It should be the warriors protecting you!”
Cassius stood up, slamming his hand on the table in a rare display of emotion.
“And initially, I was just seeking suitable candidates from you, not asking you to become this sacrifice!”
“This is not a sacrifice; you also said before that being this protective wall is extremely important and must be considered seriously because it will last a long time.”
Alberto continued, “After all, this protective wall can theoretically connect all warriors. I’ve seen your detailed research report; there is no one more suitable than me.”
“Only I am fit to be the anchor of the Anju Army, and only I am qualified to command the soldiers to face that massive War God projection.”
When he said this, Alberto’s expression was one of great pride, as if this was not a self-sacrifice, but rather a validation from the soldiers of Anju.
Theoretically, the attacks from the real world can block the footsteps of the War God projection, and if the strength is enough, can even destroy the War God projection. However, Anju was currently facing a major problem.
That is, whether ordinary soldiers or fundamental warriors, if their minds are not strong, they will fall into madness upon encountering the War God projection. Thus, any means of blocking the War God’s advance has a prerequisite: the soldiers’ minds must have a firewall. If this firewall could serve as an anchor for the soldiers’ stable spirits, that would be even better.
Indeed, there is no one more suitable than Alberto.
The expressions of the people present varied, but most expressed opposition.
The first to speak was a military representative:
“Your Majesty, we are currently trying to resolve the crisis of the country. If you fall, wouldn’t Anju be equivalent to finished?”
Cassius added, “That’s right, Your Majesty. During the era of the Old Empire, royal family members would not accept such surgeries, let alone a king.”
Seeing everyone’s opposition, Alberto shrugged and said, “Then, who here can give me a solution?”
The crowd looked at each other, while Cassius clenched his fists and said, “I’ll go… I’ll ask Lucanus. As long as I kneel and beg, Lucanus will surely…”
Alberto shook his head: “It’s too late to mention cooperation now. Moreover, even if they do have a way to resolve it, we must help each other hold back the War God projection.”
“What about the dragon? Let the dragon fight against this War God’s projection?”
Cassius clearly started to panic because everyone present understood that the dragon would never fight against the War God projection, which could drive a person mad at just a glance, for Anju.
Alberto raised an eyebrow: “What’s wrong, Cassius? Didn’t you tell me that this surgery is very safe?”
That said, Alberto himself was also uncertain. No one had expected that the Anju Kingdom, allied with the Avar people and dragons, would suddenly be on the brink of destruction.
Both Cassius and the Northern Border Governor indicated the mental devastation caused by the War God projection; someone must become this mental barrier. To quote the Northern Border Governor, without a “firewall,” ordinary troops simply cannot confront the overwhelming War God projection.
According to the Governor next door, the damage caused by the War God projection in the real world should affect the Sea of Consciousness, meaning the War God within the Divine Kingdom. In other words, as long as there’s a way to block madness, the human army might truly inflict damage on this War God projection.
Anju had many prepared trump cards, but the biggest problem now was how to resist madness.
Cassius wanted to say something more but suddenly noticed the expression on Alberto’s face.
“Your Majesty, are you serious?”
“If you can find someone with a stronger will than mine, I would be more than willing to let him become the firewall for the Anju army; I could even promote that person to become a hero standing above others.”
Alberto gently tapped the table and said, “Moreover, I have repeatedly reviewed the footage of the War God projection, and among everyone present, the influence on me is the least; no one is more suitable than me.”
“Your Majesty, I’ll ask again: Are you sure?”
“This is my destiny.”
Alberto’s tone was calm. Though he was not wearing armor, he felt a heavy responsibility pressing down on his shoulders, not only to become the firewall for the soldiers but also to be the firewall for this country.
If he were afraid, Alberto would certainly be scared, but just like when blood flowed during battles, there are some things that, despite the fear, someone must step up to do.
“I understand, my king.”
Cassius felt his anchor for the revival of the Old Empire loosening, but some anchor had become even more solid.
“I will make you the most solid shield of this country.”
At the same time, as the massive figure of the War God struggled to move forward, a group of fanatics arrived beneath the War God projection, saying, “Everyone, the War God has descended, but there are evil forces preventing the War God from unleashing His divine power. Do you see those vines?”
The fanatics seemed unaffected by the War God’s power, or perhaps they had already been affected and gone completely mad, enabling them to confront the distorted War God directly.
“We must destroy and burn those vines, allowing the War God to unleash His true power and bring salvation to this world!”
“Long live salvation! Long live the War God!”
The scene erupted into fervent cheers.
Alberto’s judgment was correct; let alone the fact that the War God had already stepped into Anju’s territory, even if Cape had a way to stop the War God, it would be too late, and there were a group of lunatics trying to destroy the vines that prevented the War God from advancing.
Some among them were not even fanatics but ordinary shallow believers, or merely passersby, who, after being swept up by the fervor of the pilgrim fanatics, voluntarily became part of the actions that would free the War God.
As mentioned in the message Lind sent to Alberto, attacks on the War God projection in the real world would also directly affect the War God in the Sea of Consciousness, or at least could stop the actions of this War God projection and theoretically even eliminate it.
The destruction of the vines by these fanatics in the real world followed the same reasoning.
“Fire! Fire! Burn for me!”
The most powerful high-level professionals felt their sanity plummeting at just a glance at the War God’s projection and those vines capable of pulling the projection down, as if wanting to run away, but that didn’t stop those completely ignorant of magic from using fire to help burn the vines for the War God.
