Lucifer, Esdeath, and Asuka watched the three legions below with solemn expressions.
The three legions were: the Divine Weapon Legion, the Mecha Legion, and the Gundam Legion.
They stood in neat rows, ready for battle.
Each person stood tall, their gaze unwavering, their eyes filled with a resolute determination to die for their cause.
A crisp clang rang out as a sword was drawn, its cold light flashing.
Lucifer raised his sword high and shouted:
"Soldiers! Our leader is in grave danger; now is the time for us to act!"
"We are the defenders of this great world; we cannot let our leader face this hardship alone!"
The soldiers shouted in unison, their voices converging into a powerful wave that soared into the sky.
"For our leader! For honor!"
This wave of shouts was filled with unwavering resolve and loyalty to their leader.
"Excellent!"
Lucifer looked at the fearless gleam in their eyes and felt very gratified.
As Fang Xian's most elite 100,000-strong army, they deserved this kind of spirit.
Meanwhile, all of Fang Xian's wives had assembled and were preparing to march towards the Human Emperor Clan.
Lucifer suddenly brandished his sword, pointing it towards the Human Emperor Clan, and was about to give the order when he heard a cry of surprise.
"They won!"
"My husband won!"
Lucifer, who had been somewhat annoyed by being interrupted, immediately forgot his anger upon hearing the good news and hurriedly looked in the direction of the voice.
He saw Takahashi Mitsuko holding up her "communication phone," shouting excitedly.
"Sisters! Soldiers! Our God Emperor Fang has won!"
"He won!"
The women and soldiers were all overjoyed upon hearing this, and they all took out their phones to check the live broadcast.
In the live broadcast, Fang Xian, carrying Number 18, slowly emerged from the thick smoke, flashing a bright smile towards the Eastern Flying Tigers, raising his fist to declare victory.
When the crowd witnessed this scene, a deafening roar erupted from the entire arena.
"Long live the leader!"
Soldiers excitedly hugged their comrades, slapping them hard on the back.
Their cheers and shouts mingled, echoing throughout the heavens and earth.
Fang Xian's wives wept with joy, their eyes filled with tears of excitement.
Joel's slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, a faint, relieved smile appearing on her lips.
"My husband's alright, that's wonderful."
Tornado, hearing the news that Fang Xian was safe, showed a barely perceptible flicker of surprise in her eyes.
She slightly raised her chin, a hint of pride curving her lips.
"Hmph! I knew my husband would be alright."
Qinglong's previously tense face instantly broke into a wide smile, his lips curving into a broad grin that revealed a row of clean, white teeth, his laughter ringing out.
"That's great! My husband's finally alright!"
A barely perceptible relaxation flickered across Tokushima Saeko's expression; the tension in her eyes vanished, replaced by her usual calm, as she murmured softly.
"It's good that he's alright."
Esdeath's eyes sharpened instantly upon hearing the news of Fang Xian's safety.
It was the sharpness that came from a sudden relaxation of her tense nerves, a resolute relief in her expression.
"Since my husband is alright, let's go welcome his triumphant return."
"Let's go!"
...
The Royal Palace of the Human Emperor Clan.
Fang Xian, looking at the dying Android 18, wasn't about to let the incredibly powerful woman go so easily.
Currently, Fang Xian's strongest wives are: Lucifer, Sheila, Angewomon, and Lu Naiqi.
And then there are Esdeath and the long-haired Rei Ayanami, whom he recently evolved.
But even if they joined forces, they wouldn't be a match for number 18.
This incredibly powerful beauty must be bound to a contract.
And most importantly, number 18 comes from a special-grade world; by forming a contract, he could learn more about that world.
He then cast "Fire Illusion" on the dying Android 18. A black magic circle appeared beneath his feet, connecting to Android 18 and forming another black magic circle around her.
A large "Human Lord" appeared between the two.
"Contract."
Under Fang Xian's manipulation of "Fire Illusion," number 18 managed to utter the two words with difficulty.
"Agreed."
The black magic circle linking the two shone brightly, merging into a large black magic circle.
A moment later, both Fang Xian and Number 18 felt the "Power of the Contract," and the contract was successful.
The light dimmed, and the black magic circle disappeared.
[Contract successful. Current contract partners: 71/202.]
Fang Xian took out a "Reconstruction Pill" from the "System Warehouse" and slowly placed it into Number 18's mouth.
Number 18's injuries healed at a visible speed, and her tightly closed eyes slowly opened, her eyes shining brightly.
However, this only healed her injuries; the energy and stamina consumed could not be fully restored.
Fang Xian picked Number 18 up in a princess carry.
"The air here isn't good; let's go upstairs first."
"Okay..."
Number 18 quickly wrapped her arms around Fang Xian's neck, her eyes wide, a blush rising on her face.
She felt a strange, indescribable feeling, as if everything had become unreal.
She was supposed to kill Fang Xian, so why did she suddenly feel a flutter in her heart?
She even wondered if the attack earlier had damaged her brain; how could she feel this way?
—Falling in love with Fang Xian?
Could he be one of those masochists? The more he's beaten, the deeper his love?
Number 18 shook her head, deciding to stop thinking about it.
Right now, her heart was filled with Fang Xian; she only wanted to stay in his arms, basking in his warmth.
Fang Xian, carrying Number 18, slowly flew out of the crater, waving to Dongfang Shanshui and the others in the distance, indicating that the battle was over.
He turned and flew towards the distant teleportation array, carrying Number 18 inside.
With a casual wave of his hand, he activated the array, which glowed and teleported the two away.
They reappeared at their own base camp.
On the vast land, 100,000 elite soldiers stood solemnly.
They stood in perfect formation, each head held high, their gazes fixed on Fang Xian in the sky, their eyes filled with awe and anticipation.
"Long live our leader! Invincible!"
Their voices were unified, resounding through the heavens.
Fang Xian's gaze was deep, his voice low yet penetrating.
"Warriors, our journey has never ceased. New challenges lie ahead. Join me in crushing all obstacles, and let the banner of victory fly over the entire
—Special Grade World!"