Meteor Fall Master in the 'Starry Abyss'

The wind of death swept across the skies of Azure Star, with gray sorrow and depression spreading unrestrainedly.

David Lyn gazed coldly at the sand table, watching as the lives of citizens and armies were lost one after another. Though the numbers fluctuated, he remained indifferent, meticulously calculating, and dispatching troops to fill the gaps on the frontline.

The ferocity of the frontline couldn't be described merely as a meat grinder. Even raw meat takes time to be shredded and pulverized by blades, but in the waves stirred by the Apostle of Entropy, lasting one more second was a miracle.

Just as Emperor Rudolf, back when he was still the Regent Crown Prince, once told him: Lord Entropy is a natural disaster, a fate, or perhaps even the embodiment of this planet's will.

Humankind cannot resist the will of nature.

The army of the Apostle of Entropy stormed across the land of Sky Ring unstoppably, while the armored flood of the Red Arrow Empire launched its offensive from multiple sides, like the bloodthirsty jaws of a shark, clamping down on Sky Ring. Countless soldiers struck the Sky Ring soldiers along the supply lines, tearing one gap after another in the national territory of Sky Ring, akin to causing ischemic necrosis.

"Your Excellency the President, General Sallyan has sent a request for help. Her forces have suffered severe losses and can no longer make assaults."

"Send her two more divisions; we cannot yield the Geisha Trail to the Red Arrow People."

David Lyn raised his hand, sketching on the map, as if playing a child's coloring game. His task was to draw an attack line on it, then send the most fitting generals with numbered troops to occupy, encircle, and annihilate the opposition, maintaining control over the area until its color changed to Frost Plated blue or Sky Ring's light red.

This is like playing chess, using human lives and equipment as pieces that constantly advance forward.

For the other player—the Imperial Emperor Rudolf of the Red Arrow Empire—it was no different.

The Red Arrow's occupation didn't proceed as swiftly as initially anticipated. Once the Sky Frost Allied Forces arrived on the battlefield, the Red Arrow warriors were shocked to find themselves seemingly fighting devils.

The allied soldiers didn't know fear, or perhaps they swallowed their fear, launching desperate charges at every opportunity, willing to exhaust all their living forces rather than retreat.

In fact, due to technological disparity present, the Red Arrow, with its accumulated war machines and comprehensive battlefield medical care, nearly fought a battle of three lives against each life of the Sky Frost Allied Forces.

The Red Arrow People could sip hot tea, dine on drumsticks, and remotely control the most advanced robots from their rear bases with a click of the mouse, unleashing a volley of fire that left the opposing side dead or injured. The entire process was as easy as playing a game. Even if luck turned sour and their base was bombarded, Red Arrow's excellent medical technology could snatch them back from the hands of death.

This was the confidence that Emperor Rudolf derived to challenge two of the Great Powers.

The Red Arrow People bore no worries; their aim was revenge—hatred extending over several centuries served as the best stimulant. Under the support of chemical euphoria, even war-weariness would not accumulate.

In a certain respect, for the Allied Forces, the Empire's troops were even more terrifying.

Both sides were humans, clearly understanding human weaknesses. Lord Entropy will mercilessly crush everything in its path, while the Red Arrow People would mockingly torment the allied soldiers, capturing prisoners, luring soldiers to surrender, and taking hostages, psychologically pressuring the emotions of allied soldiers.

Yet these matters were merely pen strokes signing an order for those at the higher echelons.

During this critical moment, the Twin Stars' anti-missile system was almost running in overload mode, and surrounding cities were wiped clean by hydrogen bombs within 20 hours, with all facilities relocated underground.

At this crucial moment, the warriors of the Metro Brotherhood stood on the side of the Allied Forces.

"President David Lyn, it's not that we support you, but that facing the apocalypse, we refuse to sit idly and perish, that's all."

David Lyn had no time for idle talk regarding the proud statement of the Metro Brotherhood, and instead thrust upon them a heap of logistics transport tasks. In the foreseeable future, these global metro systems, relics of the old era, would become the backbone of the war.

For the higher-ups, war seemed easy and indeed was easy.

Individual casualties meant little in the level of command and dispatching, with no one caring if a soldier was thirsty, hungry, lacking ammunition and food, trapped in a damp, cold trench, perhaps wanting to shoot a short video for his family but couldn't even turn on his phone due to powerful electromagnetic interference.

The high-ups suffered no such troubles.

The Imperial Capital of the Red Arrow Empire was relentlessly subjected to nuclear strikes from Frost Plated, unlike the Red Arrow's strategy of oversaturation attacks, Frost Plated employed low-yield, multiple warhead split launches, targeting Red Arrow's production facilities and internet centers.

"Humanity has existed on this planet for two million years, and the thing it excels at most is self-destruction."

Amidst the grand conflict, David Lyn received a call from Emperor Rudolf. In the video, Rudolf wore a majestic imperial robe, a crimson velvet cloak trailing on the ground. His expression was not relaxed, his eyes bloodshot, yet his words harbored no intent of retreat:

"Once upon a time, war was merely a skirmish between tribes, then evolved into duels between nobles, followed by ethnic conflicts, later as ideological battles, resource contests, and total war—until today, at this moment, war is a movement that no one can escape."