Although at first Mili didn't take the cultivators very seriously, after several encounters, she fundamentally came to realize that: first, this is Earth—humanity's own territory—offering a clear geographical advantage; second, over the years, humanity has developed an effective self-defense strategy, such as nuclear weapons. If the magical race had arrived a century ago, when thermal weapons were just emerging and many nations and ethnic groups still relied on cold weapons, conquering humanity would have been relatively straightforward. Even a single nuclear bomb could now paralyze powerful magical forces. Thus, when they launched their attacks now, they have lost the favorable timing. Third, since entering the modern era, the human population has generally achieved a high level of education, and democratic and human rights principles have become deeply rooted in society. People now naturally value self-governance and independence—how could they simply yield to others at will? Finally, the human element has also been secured. Putting these three points together—favorable timing, advantageous geography, and mutual harmony among people—the humans now firmly hold the three essential advantages. Moreover, they have a number of cultivators far exceeding the ordinary human population by a factor of several dozen. While it may not be enough to completely shatter the Magian ambition of unifying Earth, it will certainly prolong the process considerably. She looked at the Magian warrior kneeling before her, speaking calmly, "Immediately notify the Magian realm, dispatch more of your people, and ideally send several Magian generals." The warrior was taken aback, "General Meili, doesn't this seem like an overreaction?" She longed to explain that the situation on Earth was vastly different from what everyone had anticipated—the human resistance was far stronger than previously estimated, and the only consequence of underestimating them had been a gradual, steady erosion of their strength. Yet she was well aware that her perspective would likely go unheeded, as everyone still believed the Magians to be invincible, having already conquered so many planets—how could a small planet like Earth possibly stand in their way? "Don't ask why—just do as I say," she coldly commanded, for now the only thing she could do was to act as a supreme commander and issue orders to have her team carry out her requests. Although the knight was somewhat displeased, he remained obedient and replied, "I understand. I'll immediately contact the Magic Realm, though I cannot guarantee whether Your Royal Highness will meet the general's demands." Mirel's face grew stern—she feared precisely this kind of hesitation. If even her subordinates didn't believe in it, how could she possibly gain recognition from the higher-ups? She coldly stated, "Focus on your duties; don't worry about the rest. Since you are their leader, take your troops and conquer Europe, and then go on to conquer the entire world." "Understood," the knights' eyes gleamed with excitement. Having traveled so far, they had come precisely for this purpose. They were not willing to wait even a moment longer, nor did they entertain any thoughts of resting or preparing. The female demon queen smiled, thinking that once you've suffered enough setbacks, you'll finally realize just how difficult humans can be. "The beautiful woman nodded, saying, 'With tens of thousands of demonic beings, they truly have the strength to destroy Earth. I must immediately inform Director Shu of this new development so he can prepare in advance. I wonder if he has already secured reinforcements.' It's likely not the case—Uncle Lei is currently busy recovering from his injuries. If reinforcements had indeed arrived, they would have come much earlier to assist. 'What are you looking at me for?' he felt a strange intensity in Qingya's gaze. 'You're just going to stand here doing nothing, aren't you?' The young man stiffened. 'What should I do? Do you expect me to charge straight in and fight them head-on? Sister, I'd love to, but there are tens of thousands of demonic beings there. Should I try to single-handedly face them all? That would be more accurately described as being overwhelmed—by far, not even enough to fill their teeth with food.' 'You do have the Hao Tian Hammer, don't you?' Qingya smiled with deep intent. 'Yes,' he said, tapping his forehead, but immediately added, 'Don't you also have the Lei Ming Zhu? Then why are you only encouraging me to go?'" "Qingya's face twitched slightly: 'I should contact the Director first, right?' Honestly, don't think I'm unaware of what you're thinking—aren't you just hoping I'll rush in and die heroically, sacrificing my first love to save Lei Mingzhu, so that no one will ever know about it?" "Go ahead," the beautiful woman shrugged. Hmph, classic pressure tactic. Fine, I'll give you one chance—just a little stumble. In truth, he wasn't someone who could simply watch and do nothing. Even with so many demonic forces, what could they do? His mindset had always been: fight if you can, run if you can't. Who could possibly catch up to me? He shot the beautiful监察使 a withering look, then stepped forward on his flying sword. Once he was out of sight, Qingya touched his pointed chin and murmured to himself, "It seems my thoughts have been spotted. Then why bother charging in? Well, then—I'll wait until I've contacted the Director, and then I'll go charge in myself." Mili, who had just issued her orders, sensed the presence of a cultivator—and one she was very familiar with. She had anticipated Qin Feng would come to cause trouble, merely the timing of his arrival differing. Now that he had arrived, it seemed everything had already gone awry. Driven by her deep apprehension of the cultivation world, she had decisively revealed her base beneath the North Polar Ice Shelf, convinced that absolute security was essential. A slight upward curve formed at her lips as she addressed the warrior commander preparing to depart. "Don't worry," she said. "The enemy has arrived." "Where is the enemy?" the warrior exclaimed, eyes wide. "How many?" "Just one," she replied calmly. "Ha ha ha! Only one!" the warrior laughed heartily. "What a bold human—they truly overestimate themselves. With just one person, they dare to face off against tens of thousands of demonic forces. First squad, go and eliminate him." A squad typically consisted of thirty large crabs and twelve dragon sharks, and was exceptionally formidable in combat. Mirelle reminded, "A small squad might not be enough—we should send more people." The knight raised his hand, "General, please rest assured. This is our first battle, and we won't let you down. A small squad will be more than sufficient."