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**Chapter 1153: The Commander of Fortress One**

The battle ended, and the starry sky disappeared. The combat arena returned to its original state, and the formation stopped operating.

Everyone present widened their eyes in disbelief.

"Is it over already?"

"Where's the promised fierce battle? Where's the life-and-death struggle?"

"A fourth-tier True God, killing a second-tier God King with one sword strike, is this a joke?"

"Why does it feel so unreal? Am I dreaming?"

"Even in dreams, this wouldn't happen!"

Some True Gods were completely disoriented, as if they had witnessed a miracle.

And the creator of this miracle had already returned to Meng Gang, "Now, are there any more questions?" Lin Moyu asked with a smile, his voice calm.

Meng Gang couldn't help but shiver and quickly responded, "No, no, I'll report this immediately."

He began to report the situation of the combat arena to his superiors, his heart trembling continuously.

Lin Moyu could kill a second-tier God King Prison Lion with one sword strike, which meant he could also kill him with one strike.

This was not just a simple cross-realm battle; it was a complete crush.

Lin Moyu's strength completely surpassed the normal range. Even the top monsters in the Divine City probably didn't have such combat power.

Meng Gang actually knew that his superiors were likely watching the battle just now, so they probably already knew the result without his report.

Lin Moyu's honorary title was secured, and whether there would be any other rewards would depend on the higher-ups.

In Fortress One, there was a commander and five elders.

All affairs in the fortress were basically decided by them.

The commander rarely appeared, and the five elders usually managed the entire fortress.

The five elders were all God Sovereigns, powerful and authoritative.

Other fortresses were similar, each with a commander and several elders.

Then, ten fortresses combined to form the battlefield army of the Vermilion Bird Star Region, all under the command of Zhu Qiwu.

Zhu Qiwu was not the commander of any fortress. He guarded the battlefield and was known as Zhu Guardian, the highest commander of the human army in the Vermilion Bird Battlefield.

Meng Gang thought that in Lin Moyu's case, the elders of Fortress Ten probably couldn't make a decision. It would likely require the commander to decide.

After Meng Gang finished explaining the situation, he only received a simple reply from the elders, telling him to wait.

Meng Gang awkwardly said to Lin Moyu, "Junior Brother Lin, the elders might need some time. We need to wait a bit longer."

His tone towards Lin Moyu was completely different from before. Although he still maintained the seriousness unique to soldiers, it had become much gentler.

Respecting the strong was a universal principle.

Lin Moyu had shown enough strength to deserve respect.

Lin Moyu chuckled, "No rush, let's wait a bit longer."

Meng Gang nodded. Since Lin Moyu wanted to wait, he could only accompany him until the result was out.

Fortunately, Lin Moyu was in a good mood and didn't cause him any trouble.

Lin Moyu was indeed in a good mood after his successful experiment.

At this moment, Qian Huang flew down and greeted Lin Moyu loudly, "Junior Brother Lin, we meet again."

Lin Moyu had already seen Qian Huang and smiled, "Congratulations, Senior Brother Qian, on successfully advancing to God King."

Qian Huang laughed heartily, "Thanks to you, Junior Brother Lin, for blocking Niu Da for me. Otherwise, I might not have survived." Qian Huang was advancing to God King at the time, and if Niu Da had interrupted him, he could have failed the advancement or even lost his life.

Either outcome would have been a fatal blow to Qian Huang.

So in Qian Huang's eyes, Lin Moyu had saved his life.

Lin Moyu shook his head and smiled, "Senior Brother Qian saved me first."

Qian Huang looked a bit embarrassed, "If I had known Junior Brother Lin had such strength, I wouldn't have made a fool of myself."

"You can't say that. Senior Brother Qian saved me out of kindness, regardless of strength. If more people in our human race were like Senior Brother Qian, we would be more united and stronger."

The two chatted about some past events.

Qian Huang laughed when he heard that Zhu Da was forced by Lin Moyu to swear a great world oath to find a top-grade fire essence for Lin Moyu for a hundred years.

Originally, he had planned to settle accounts with Niu Da after advancing to God King.

Now that Niu Da had become Lin Moyu's servant, he decided not to bother with him.

About half an hour later, a person descended silently in front of Meng Gang.

Meng Gang's body trembled, and he saluted the newcomer with a fist to his chest, "Greetings, Commander."

"Greetings, Commander!" Meng Gang's subordinates also saluted in unison, looking well-trained.

The commander wore a black robe, not made of ordinary fabric but a special material similar to soft armor.

The robe emitted a faint glow, as if starlight was flickering on it.

Lin Moyu guessed that the robe was a very powerful magical treasure.

The commander nodded slightly, exuding a strong sense of authority.

Meng Gang and his subordinates looked at him with fervent eyes, clearly showing great respect.

The commander looked at Lin Moyu, "I am Ke Yuanjun, the commander of Fortress Ten."

He spoke directly and concisely, with the unique demeanor of a soldier.

A commander was at least a fifth-tier God Sovereign, much stronger than the elders.

In terms of military rank, he was at least a general-level figure.

Lin Moyu saluted Ke Yuanjun in the same manner as Meng Gang and his subordinates, "Lin Moyu greets the commander."

He was not a soldier, so he didn't have to salute.

But Ke Yuanjun's demeanor reminded him of the army in the small world.

At this moment, Lin Moyu also exuded the unique aura of a soldier, pure and intense, matching Ke Yuanjun's and completely overshadowing Meng Gang and his subordinates.

Qian Huang was slightly surprised, his eyes flickering.

He knew that without military experience, one couldn't have such an aura.

But Lin Moyu had definitely not served in the army. In the great world, once a soldier, always a soldier, with no concept of retirement.

Even if one was crippled, they were still a soldier.

Since Lin Moyu hadn't served in the army in the great world, it must have been in the small world.

Ke Yuanjun raised an eyebrow, "Brother Lin, have you served in the army?"

Lin Moyu nodded, "I served in the army in the small world."

"Were you in a high position?" Ke Yuanjun asked.

Lin Moyu didn't answer directly, "Sort of."

Ke Yuanjun could tell that Lin Moyu was being modest.

Anyone who could come out of the small world was a genius.

Such a genius was definitely a top figure in the small world, likely a leader in the army.

Even commanding a whole world wouldn't be surprising.

Although the achievements in the small world didn't count after entering the great world, in the eyes of soldiers, those who had been on the battlefield were different from ordinary cultivators.

Ke Yuanjun's expression changed slightly. Previously, he saw Lin Moyu as an extraordinary genius.

But now, he saw him as more than that.

Originally, he was hesitant about granting Lin Moyu the honorary title, but now his hesitation was gone.

Ke Yuanjun asked, "Are you interested in officially joining the army?"

Lin Moyu shook his head, "Not for now."

Ke Yuanjun nodded, understanding that such geniuses had their own paths to follow.

He didn't insist, "No problem. With the honorary title, you are considered part of the army. Maybe we will fight side by side in the future."