[Announcement! Announcement!]
[The Fourth Extraterrestrial War has officially begun. Members of both worlds are free to enter and exit.]
This day has finally arrived.
Fang Xian slowly rose from his bed, walked to the window, and pushed it open. A cool breeze carrying the morning dew rushed in, ruffling his hair.
He looked up at the sky, his gaze deep and distant.
"Today is the moment that will decide everything."
He murmured softly, his voice low but full of power.
When he turned and opened the door, the scene before him warmed his heart.
His 99 wives, already clad in armor, stood valiantly at the door.
Their faces showed no fear or hesitation, but rather unwavering conviction and a courage that faced death without flinching.
Li Muwan, in a pale blue battle dress, the hem fluttering in the wind like flowing water.
Her eyes were gentle yet resolute, her hand gripping a longsword that emitted a soft blue light—her weapon for this battle.
"Husband, we will fight alongside you, through life and death."
Luo Hongxia, clad in fiery red armor, burned like a blazing flame.
A confident smile radiated from her face, the spear in her hand gleaming coldly.
"Today, we will win!"
She shouted, her voice brimming with fighting spirit.
The Wu sisters, Yuanyuan and Qianqian, one in a moon-white battle robe, like a fairy descended to earth; the other in pale pink armor, playful yet determined.
Hand in hand, their eyes revealed deep affection for each other and unwavering resolve for this battle.
"Husband, we will always be by your side."
"Wu Yuanyuan spoke," Wu Qianqian nodded vigorously.
Liu Yunyan, dressed in pristine white, possessed a cool and aloof air.
She stood quietly to the side, the flute in her hand emitting a faint glow—her weapon.
"I will use my power to protect our world."
Fairy Mengli, radiating a dreamlike aura, her eyes gleaming with a mysterious light.
She held a fan that emitted a seven-colored light in her hand; it was her magical artifact.
"Husband, no matter how it ends, I won't let you face it alone."
She spoke softly, her voice filled with deep affection.
Fang Xian looked at his wives before him, his heart overflowing with emotion.
He walked past them one by one, gently taking their hands, conveying strength and warmth.
"With you all here, I have nothing to fear."
At this moment, Fang Miaomiao and Cai Cuicui also came over.
Their faces showed worry and reluctance, but even more so, trust and support for their son.
"Xiaoxian, go on, we believe in you."
Fang Miaomiao patted his shoulder, her eyes full of expectation.
Cai Cuicui stepped forward and hugged him tightly, tears welling in her eyes.
"You must come back safely," she choked out.
Fang Xian's children also gathered around, their eyes glistening with tears, but they tried hard not to cry.
"Dad, we're waiting for you to come back," Fang Yun said, and the other children nodded in agreement.
Fang Xian knelt down and hugged each of his children, gently kissing their foreheads.
"Dad will definitely come back, you must be good."
Then, Fang Xian, along with his 99 wives, transformed into a streak of light.
When they landed on the ground, the scene before them was breathtaking.
On the vast plains, the power of the entire world was densely packed together.
Towering robots stood at the forefront, their bodies gleaming with metallic luster, their weapons radiating a chilling aura.
Warriors clad in mechs stood in neat rows behind the robots, their mechs varying in form, yet all exuding immense power.
In the sky, various winged races circled, their wings shimmering with multicolored light.
On the ground, there were still various races of different forms, weapons in hand, their eyes resolute, awaiting the call to battle.
Fang Xian slowly landed before the crowd, his figure appearing exceptionally tall in the morning sun.
He looked around at these warriors who had gathered to protect the world, his heart filled with emotion and pride.
"Warriors!" His voice, amplified by spiritual energy, reverberated across the battlefield.
"Today, we face a moment that will decide the fate of the world. The enemy of the mystical world is approaching. We are the guardians of this vast world. Our strength comes from this land, from our beliefs, from our love for our families and our homes!"
"Behind us are our parents, wives, children, our homes, and everything we cherish. We cannot allow them to be harmed; we cannot let our world fall into darkness!"
His voice grew increasingly impassioned, each word like a burning flame, igniting the fighting spirit in the warriors' hearts.
"In this battle, victory is our only goal! We will use our courage and strength to let the enemy know that this vast world is inviolable!"
He raised his twin swords high, the runes on them blazing brightly, illuminating the entire battlefield.
"Victory! Victory! Victory!"
The warriors shouted in unison, their voices echoing through the heavens, seemingly piercing the sky.
Their voices were filled with power and conviction, stirring the blood of every warrior.
Fang Xian and his warriors gazed at the sky, awaiting the arrival of their enemies from the fantasy world.
Their eyes were resolute and fearless, as if declaring to the world that they would surely win this battle.
Just then, the people from the fantasy world appeared.