He walked up to Qin Feng and knelt on one knee. The Divine Chosen Heroes behind him also saluted in unison, the crisp clang of their armor perfectly synchronized. Yet, their expressions were, without exception, grim:
"His Majesty the Emperor! I have determined the precise coordinates of all the cross-plane Teleportation Gates and have recorded them all on the map."
He paused, raising a scroll high. His voice carried an undeniable weight:
"But the situation is even grimmer than we anticipated."
"The number of Plane Teleportation Gates the enemy has opened is a full ten times greater than during the invasion of the Eight Realms Alliance Army!"
"From the Frozen Tundra on the northern front to the Gobi Desert Beach on the southern front, west to the Sea of Storms and east to the edge of the Holy Mountain—they are spread across nearly all of the Empire's outer borders, forming a total encirclement!"
