Chapter 79: Blood God Military Exercise

"Who says those covered in mud aren't heroes…

Fight? Yes, we fight! For the humblest of dreams…

Who says only those standing in the light are heroes…"

The entire Blood God Army camp fell silent. The mechs stopped moving. Every soldier paused, listening. Not just here—every division across the army was broadcasting the song. Who says only those standing in the light are heroes? The lyrics made the hearts of seasoned veterans burn with passion.

"Long live the Blood God! Long live the Federation!!"

A voice rang out from somewhere, and soon, the entire camp erupted in a resounding chorus. Every division, every soldier present—including five of the Blood Gods, all the regiment commanders, and the division leaders—stood at attention, saluting.

This was the glory of the Blood God Army.

This was their honor.

No one had the right to deny their sacrifices.

No one had the right to question what they had done!

"Long live the Blood God!" Zhang Huanyun shouted without hesitation. Long Tianwu echoed his call. The two men exchanged a glance, sharing a knowing smile.

Long Tianwu then turned to the assembled soldiers. "Brothers of the Divine Division, on behalf of the army, I bring you important news… The Blood God Army will step into the light!"

He saluted the Divine Division commander as he spoke, shaking his hand with excitement. Below them, more than eight thousand soldiers stood in stunned silence.

Had they heard correctly?

Did this mean… that the Blood God Army was now officially recognized as an official Federation military force?

Did this mean that everything they had done, everything they had sacrificed, would finally be acknowledged?

Excitement surged through the ranks. Many soldiers raised a small white object high into the air.

It was a piece of silver-white metal, engraved with the image of a magnificent bird—a great snow-white eagle, majestic and powerful. It was not quite an eagle, but something even larger, more formidable.

This was the Snow God Condor, a rare soul beast said to be the guardian of the snowy mountains. It was also the symbol of the Blood God Army.

To serve in this army was a privilege granted only to the elite. Those who received recommendations to join came from only a handful of places—Shrek Academy, the Tang Sect, the War God Hall, the Spirit Pagoda, and a few ancient soul master clans with long-standing traditions.

Weaklings had no place here.

The service period here was far longer than in ordinary armies—at least five years, though most soldiers remained for over a decade. Many did not even survive their first three years.

Even those who completed their service were strictly monitored. A single leak of information about the Blood God Army was met with severe consequences—the punishment for speaking even the name of this army was absolute.

The Divine Division commander, Hui Yeyi, stepped forward and spoke solemnly. "Brothers, I must be honest with you. While General Long Tianwu's news is incredible, there is still one harsh reality—our actions, our missions, must remain classified for now."

But the soldiers remained elated.

Just the fact that they could finally step into the light, that they were no longer a shadow force hidden from the world, was already enough for now.

Hui Yeyi turned to Long Tianwu with a smirk. "A fine group of men. But this decision will cost the Federation dearly."

He was right.

Until now, countless people had been imprisoned or executed simply for speaking the words "Blood God Army." Many noble families had suffered severe losses because one of their members had been punished for merely mentioning the army's name.

And now, the Federation was openly acknowledging the army's existence.

Those who had been punished would demand justice.

Those who had died... well, the Federation would have to answer for them.

Regardless, the decision had been made. The Blood God Army would no longer remain in the shadows.

Hui Yeyi's voice turned commanding.

"Due to the Blood Division's unique duties, we will conduct this military exercise using the Third Regiment of the Divine Division. Prepare yourselves! No formations—let your wild, untamed nature shine! Let the world see that beyond the Five Great Legions of the Federation, there is another force—a force of slaughter!"

The command center bustled with activity.

"Soul guidance cameras are in position! We are ready to record!"

The Third Regiment's logistics team took charge of the filming. If successful, the footage would be broadcast on the Federation's official channels, visible to the entire world.

Hui Yeyi unleashed his martial soul.

Boom!

A terrifying aura erupted as nine soul rings emerged beneath his feet—a perfect configuration.

His eighth and ninth soul rings gleamed blood-red, a sign of immense power.

Above the battlefield, over a thousand soul-guided drones soared into the sky, capturing every moment.

This was the first-ever public military exercise of the Blood God Army.

Every soldier stood tall.

They knew—this moment would be recorded in history.

The world would see them.

And they would fight not only for themselves, but for their brothers in the Blood Division, who even now battled ceaselessly against the Abyssal Plane.

Hui Yeyi roared, his voice shaking the heavens.

"Drums! Begin!"

A deafening rhythm echoed across the camp.

From behind, a formation of mechs emerged, moving in perfect synchronization. The heavy footfalls of thousands of combat mechs shook the earth, dust swirling in their wake.

Leading them were six black-grade mechs, each equipped with advanced weaponry.

Behind them, an entire army of war machines followed, forming a battlefield unlike any seen before.

Above, soul-guided fighter jets streaked across the sky in perfect V-formations, leaving behind radiant energy trails. Among them, one jet stood out—it was nearly a Rank-9 artifact, the pinnacle of aviation technology.

From the distance, heavy military trains rumbled forward, carrying high-yield soul-guided artillery shells and devastating heavy-ion cannons.

At the forefront, two Rank-11 soul-guided bombs were visible, their overwhelming energy distorting the very air around them.

And then, they appeared.

Six hundred warriors.

A six-hundred-strong regiment of Soul Kings, specially trained and enhanced.

Each regiment's leader was at least a Soul Douluo, a master of two-word battle armor.

And this was just one of the countless elite units in the Blood God Army.

At last, three figures stepped forward.

Their soul power surged into the sky—all three were Blood Gods.

Each possessed nine soul rings.

Each carried the presence of an unstoppable war god.

The world watched in shock.

If this army was unleashed onto the battlefield, they would be unstoppable.

And yet—this was not their strongest force.

Even so, no ordinary army could match them.

This was the Blood God Army.

This was the legacy of six thousand years of history.

Several days later…

A Blood Division soldier sat before a screen, watching the broadcast of the military exercise.

His eyes shone with longing.

"…If only I could have been there."

A comrade beside him patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry."

"One day, our time will come."

(End of Chapter)