Evelene felt a little headache about this.

The reason why Wei Mu wrote the book "The Revival of the Empire" was to make the people of the empire more accepting of the Spirit Race and open the way for the cooperation between the two sides in the future.

After all, the empire is a strong side in front of the Spirit Clan, and it needs to give priority to easing its attitude.

One thing to say, the effect of the book after its release is really good.

Who doesn't like to watch the cool drama of "The poor boy counterattacked to become rich and handsome, and rescued Bai Fumei who was in prison"?

Being able to eat the emperor's own melons made the people of the empire feel very happy, and their attitude towards the spirit clan also changed greatly.

But that doesn't mean that the Elves will accept this way of closing the distance, and they don't feel happy to see that story.

Almost the entire book reminds them that the glorious Spirit Empire has now become a pitiful ruined house.

This is not wrong, but the most unbearable thing for the old men of the previous dynasty is this kind of thing, which is no different from directly pricking their hearts with a needle.

Even if they can't survive and ask for credit everywhere, they have to wear a long robe.

Fortunately, due to the limited cultural exchange between the two sides, the book was only widely circulated throughout the empire, and if it was noticed by the spirit society, it might be possible to find something out of it.

Evelene only hopes that this situation will last until the end of the collaboration.

The state church's boasting of the emperor was only a minor episode at the meeting, after which the two sides discussed matters relating to joint action.

Start by working out a rough outline, and then go back and forth on the details.

It will be a long and complex process that will test the wisdom of the top brass on both sides.

For example, at the simplest point, there will inevitably be many groups in the human race and the spirit race that oppose this joint action, and they only need to plan a huge upheaval to shatter the fragile trust that the two sides have built up with great difficulty, and this plan of action will have to be directly defeated.

It turns out that mortals are not so hopelessly depraved.

As agreements were reached, many of the preparations for the expedition to Nurgle Gardens began to be put on the agenda.

The doors of the network of hundreds of imperial worlds have been opened, and countless material resources have been continuously sent into them.

Five sturdy fortresses were built in the direction leading to the Nurgle Domain, along with a large number of ravines, watchtowers, and airfields, and other military installations, with millions of elite soldiers stationed on duty, and warehouses filled with various ammunition and vehicles.

In the process of getting along with the two races, the two sides gradually felt the benefits of mutual cooperation, and the relationship became more familiar.

The most intuitive feeling on the part of the spirit race is that there are "many people".

Although the greenskins and bugs are more numerous, they are not rational enough to communicate effectively, and their way of life is far from the word "civilized".

When the machine of empire is activated, there will always be countless individuals who devote themselves to it and work hard, which is simply to give full play to the phrase "there is power in numbers" to the extreme.

The spirit race itself is short of people, slow growth, slow reproduction, and even many powerful war machines can only be placed in a static position as decoration because no one controls them.

And something like this will never happen in the Empire of Man.

Therefore, whenever the Spirit Clan representative needs to order the human side to do something, there will always be a large group of people waiting around, ready to provide dispatch.

As for the human side, they think that this group of pointy-eared bean sprouts is eye-catching, knowledgeable, and proficient in magical psionic tricks, and is full of curiosity about them.

In terms of personality, the vast majority of bean sprouts still have a knife mouth and like to look at people through their nostrils.

However, after the big heads have watched "Revival of the Empire" and are used to this setting, they think it's quite interesting, and they can go over and tease a few times from time to time.

Of course, the consequence of this forcible flirting is often to be cleaned up by the bean sprouts who are annoyed and angry, and the emperor's servants are no opponents at all.

At this time, the big heads often adopt the strategy of "heroes spare their lives, dare next time" to avoid a catastrophe and make persistent efforts.

It turns out that the Emperor's servants will never give in to the Xenomorphs.

On the other hand, the alliance between humans and spirits is something that other forces have not thought of, especially for the Chaos factions that often operate through the network.

Naturally, they didn't think that the alliance between the two sides was actually preparing to attack Nurgle Garden, but they only thought that the coalition was planning to wipe out the entire network and drive out of them, the enemies of order.

At that time, it was no longer the spirit clan who were cautious when using the network for fear of bringing disaster to themselves, but they had to be extremely cautious to avoid being caught by fanatical loyalists.

Not only that, but with the support of the network, the empire will become more unstoppable within the galaxy.

This is something that many forces cannot accept, especially for those black bean sprouts who regard the network as their own territory.

They reprimanded their cousins for giving up their dignity and having no bottom line, and they actually chose to hug the thighs of the "monkeys" in order to survive.

To this end, the Dark Elves have also launched several attacks on the strongholds being built by the coalition forces, and the two sides have suffered mutual damage.

Leontus sat in his office, the latest debriefing in his hand, and his face was full of sadness.

It is certainly impossible to dismantle Comoros directly.

As the home of the Dark Spirits, the Dark City is dangerous enough to rank with Katachan and the Chaos Demon Realm.

But those unqualified black bean sprouts are like a group of neurotics, and they are crazy to come to them for trouble.

"It's not okay to go on like this, aren't you saying that the God of Laughter has a layout in Comoros? Can't you let His people hold those guys back? He asked the harlequin advisor beside him.

"We are working on it, the Sun Lord of humanity, the situation in Comoros is very complicated, and it will take some time for it to take effect." The clown in a flowery dress named Kanny waved his hand and replied helplessly.

So far, the cooperation between the two tribes has brought some good news, only the black bean sprouts are doing things, and the disgusting person flying around like a fly is still not able to shoot it.

Just as Leontus was distressed by this, a soldier broke into his office without even knocking on the door.

"Hello, sir, Captain Thorne of the 17th Regiment in Katachan salutes you."

The warrior was tall, covered in exaggerated tendons, with a delicate alloy dagger pinned to his waist and a trademark red turban on his head.

"Good work, Captain Thorne, this time thanks to your men who joined the battle in time, they were able to defeat the invading dark spirits, otherwise the construction of the fortress would have been delayed for a long time."

"Meaningless, sir, if those black bean sprouts dare to come, they will definitely hang all their skulls at the door of the fortress." Thorne's voice was rough and his expression was relaxed.

Black bean sprouts are a race that claims to be able to wrestle with space necrons with technology.

However, such arrogant words, such a macho man said it will not make people feel arrogant.

The feats of the Katachan Jungle Warriors have long since made it impossible for them to deliberately prove their abilities.

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I want your regiment to be in the best condition before the official action." Leontus said.

"Is there any special arrangement?"

"Yes, you and your people will be a weapon against the plague god."

Washing the brass arena with the blood of the Battle Nun, havoc in the Crystal Labyrinth with Oglien, burning the Plague Garden with the Katachang Macho Man, and enlightening Krieg with the Palace of Pleasure are the special magic weapons of the Empire to deal with the four evil gods.

Although it is opportunistic, it should be very effective.

(End of chapter)