The Eastern, Southern, and Western war zones were all fully operational.
Countless personnel were converging towards the border of the Northern war zone.
They needed to traverse the entire Dragon City to reach their destination, with those from the Southern war zone traveling the furthest.
A direct path would be blocked by Dragon City.
Therefore, a slight detour was necessary.
However, these three war zones had been preparing for this.
Knowing that a confrontation was inevitable, they had established a camp a thousand miles away from the Northern war zone's border.
The camp housed approximately fifty thousand players, who were rotated regularly to go back to level up or attend to other matters.
Nevertheless, the player count was consistently maintained at fifty thousand.
Out of these fifty thousand players, thirty thousand were Sorcerers.
The reason for stationing so many Sorcerers here was to initially activate summoning portals.
These portals required Sorcerers to cast spells with the assistance of two other players to initiate their opening.
Once opened, these portals could be used to summon teammates.
Players from any region could be summoned.
Upon receiving word that the Reverse God Alliance had gathered at the border,
The efforts here were already in full swing.
With thirty thousand Sorcerers simultaneously activating portals, the number quickly doubled to sixty thousand.
As new Sorcerers arrived and activated portals to summon others, the count escalated to ninety thousand.
Each Sorcerer had a five-minute cooldown period after activating a summoning portal.
However, the continuous influx of players meant the numbers kept growing.
Soon, the number of Sorcerers in the area reached five hundred thousand.
From then on, as soon as their skill cooldowns were completed, these five hundred thousand Sorcerers would summon another person.
The summoned individuals were of various professions.
When Chu Tian departed from the Dragon City Imperial Palace,
At the border, a man stood before the three allied army factions.
The quality of his equipment was indiscernible,
As he wore a set of transmog fashion that concealed his actual gear.
However, by observing the weapon he held,
It was evident he was a Weapon Warrior. A pair of enormous, dark gold greatswords were planted at his feet.
He rested his hand on the hilt of a greatsword and asked,
"How many have arrived?"
A woman beside him replied,
"Approximately 6.6 million. Including the Sorcerers, the total is already ten million!"
"Over 9.6 million? Why so few?"
The valiant man frowned, a look of displeasure on his face.
This man was the commander chosen by the three war zone alliances for the Northern Expedition.
His position was largely a sinecure.
However, he was by no means an incompetent individual.
He was from the Western war zone, a man who possessed the same reputation as Chu Tian in the Northern war zone.
His character name: One Sword Breaks the Formation!
In Chu Tian's previous life, he was also a prominent figure.
He had been a main force against the Slaughterer faction, possessing two god-tier talents.
However, he was later designed and killed by Huang Xueyi. Perhaps disheartened, he did not log into the Heavenly Dao world for a long time. Before Chu Tian's rebirth, he had been gradually forgotten by others.
After he finished his question, the woman beside him replied,
"Only this many could be gathered on an emergency basis. This is precisely the time when major guilds are engaged in their boss raids, and their elite teams have not yet arrived."
"Mm!" One Sword Breaks the Formation nodded.
Although he had shown displeasure moments ago, it seemed he did not dwell on the matter.
"Send down the order to prepare for departure. Everyone except the Sorcerers, advance!"
As he spoke, One Sword Breaks the Formation drew out the dark gold greatsword and slung it over his shoulder.
"Now? Shouldn't we wait for more people?"
The woman beside him was taken aback.
"Wait? 9.6 million... against 400,000, and we wait?"
One Sword Breaks the Formation scoffed dismissively.
"I think..."
"You are not qualified to... think! Do what you are supposed to do!" One Sword Breaks the Formation stated coldly.
Then, he let out a whistle.
A griffon appeared.
He flipped himself onto the griffon's back.
The griffon flapped its two door-sized wings,
Carrying One Sword Breaks the Formation into the sky.
The woman standing on the ground was left with a grim expression.
She had intended to speak to One Sword Breaks the Formation about the Reverse God Alliance.
The Reverse God Alliance guild should have had a full complement of 520,000 members.
However, there were only just over 400,000 present.
It wasn't that they hadn't assembled.
Rather, before the assembly, there was an incident where a wave of players were kicked out of the guild.
Over 40,000 people were forcibly removed from the guild.
And among these over 40,000 individuals...
Were all the moles planted by the three war zones.
They had all been purged.
She had expected that when asked about the assembled force of just over 400,000, One Sword Breaks the Formation would inquire about the reason.
However, he did not.
Instead, he directly asked how many had gathered on their side.
Then, he ordered everyone to advance.
In her opinion, the Reverse God Alliance must have had a plan to root out all traitors before the assembly.
Even though over 9.6 million people had been assembled.
She harbored an unsettling premonition.
She wondered if she was overthinking things, given this overwhelming numerical advantage.
However, One Sword Breaks the Formation's earlier remark about her not being qualified had deeply affected her.
She cast one last lingering glance at One Sword Breaks the Formation.
Then, she turned and left.
After all, she was not the commander; whatever happened, happened.
Moments later, the formation of nine million people began to move.
A torrent of steel rumbled forward.
As the formation commenced its advance, about 100,000 flying mounts took to the sky.
They swiftly followed behind One Sword Breaks the Formation.
However, One Sword Breaks the Formation did not accelerate.
He flew leisurely through the air,
Maintaining a parallel course with the forces below.
...
At this time, Chu Tian also rendezvoused with Gao Kai and the others.
He descended from the sky, transforming from his giant eagle form into human shape.
He landed precisely on the 200-meter-tall demonized Fel Cannon vehicle.
On the vehicle, Heng Dao, Jian Zhi Cang Tian, Sheng Guang Hu You De Ni, Ma Shang Fa Cai, Mo Shi... and many other familiar faces were present.
"Boss..." Many greeted Chu Tian with excitement.
"Everyone's here? Prepare yourselves, let's depart directly!"
Chu Tian smiled at everyone, wasting no words.
"Alright!" Zhao Lei, in particular, was brimming with eagerness.
He leaped directly off the vehicle's roof, which was 200 meters high.
Whoosh...
A gust of wind.
Zhao Lei, who had fallen, began to float upwards.
Beneath his feet was a white and green tiger.
"Flying mount?" Chu Tian blinked in surprise.
He suddenly remembered that things were different now.
Many players had reached level 100.
The flying mount system had been activated.
However, at this stage, the number of players possessing flying mounts should still be limited.
Otherwise, they might have had concerns yesterday.
Their journey to Dragon City this time.
If the opposing side deployed a large number of players with flying mounts,
Their operation might be in jeopardy.
However, Chu Tian still felt a tremor of unease.
After all, the combined numbers from the three war zones were too vast.
The sheer population base spoke for itself.
Would the number of players with flying mounts still be small?