The Martial Unity

Chapter 4106: Confident Commander

”Everything is going according to plan.”

In the central command room of the Gaian Alliance, temporarily located in the Panamic Space Station, stood a young man who oversaw the entirety of the battle in front of him.

Several screens featured many video streams, capturing the dynamics of the battle unfolding before him in outer space. The central command headquarters was a busy place, with countless analysts and officers busy, creating a noisy, but tense environment as they coordinated with the military force executing Operation Gargle.

Rasmarck had chosen that name for the operation. He was quite proud of it. It made no sense, but it was funny, and that was all that mattered to him. His eyes swept the screens before him as he studied the battle footage with a piercing gaze.

He could see all of it.

It didn’t matter how much information there was.

He could see all of it.

He could rapidly capture, understand, and integrate information into a simulation of the battle in his mind in real time, allowing him to process the battle like he was a computer.

And indeed, he was.

That was what it meant to be an immortal sage.

He was among the immortal sages who achieved his status after the Emperor of Water created his immortal sage program, achieving immortality at a very young age, having proven his extraordinary genius in space operations during the Laminar Battle and the Nebular Invasion.

He had been promoted as the supreme general of the Unified Gaian Space Force created by the Gaian Alliance. It took tremendous competence and skill to command a space force that comprised so many radically different kinds of military units.

He was able to do it effortlessly.

”Everything is going according to plan,” he remarked with a knowing tone as he watched the pathwalkers descend upon Garg, unleashing attacks meant to heat up the planet and reduce its capacity to retaliate. ”I almost wish an anomaly or something would happen to make this a little bit more challenging.”

His tone was one of boredom.

”Focus, Rasmarck.”

The voice of the Emperor of Water emerged from his earpiece. It was calm, yet powerful and authoritative. The young supreme commander shifted his attention to the stream featuring the live feed of the Interstellar Gate that hovered in outer space, some distance away from the Panamic Space Station.

RUMBLE

The very fabric of space thrummed as a massive wormhole connecting the Solar System to the Sirius Star System continued to be held open.

The wormhole was ten kilometers in diameter, fitting neatly within the Interstellar Gate. And the sheer distance that it bridged was a whopping eight-point-six light-years.

It was an extraordinary hole through the very fabric of reality. One that was held upon by none other than the might of a Martial Transcendent.

”Yes, Your Majesty,” the young man heaved a sigh, speaking with an informal tone of voice. ”You shouldn’t get too worried. We’re definitely going to win at this rate.”

Even though he spoke informally with the emperor, he still couldn’t hide his admiration for the man.

Rasmarck was merely twenty-one years old, which is why the myth of Martial Transcendents was just that: mythology. It was hardly different to him from the fictional gods that religions worshiped in the world, although there were some who claimed that the Emperor of Water was the living god of multiple religions. He had always thought Martial Sages were the limit of individual power. .

And then, the Emperor of Water had broken through to the Transcendent Realm four months ago, protecting the entirety of Gaian Civilization and the solar system from a distant invading army of alien space monsters.

And now, he held upon a hole through reality with his personal power.

The massive interstellar wormhole allowed for the energy collected by Gaian Civilization and the Dyson sphere to be transmitted to them using light beams. It was transmitted to a mothership, the largest class of fleet carriers in the classes of spaceships, which in turn transmitted energy to other ships using invisible laser beams.

It was only thanks to the Emperor of Water that this battle was viable at all, even if he insisted that he would not directly aid them in the battle. His desire to get his hands on the gargantian’s method of reproduction was certainly intense.

”It may go exactly according to plan, but that shouldn’t mean that you should be so lax. You are indeed a genius in military strategy and command. But do not lose sight of the goal,” Rui’s voice rang in his ears.

”Ah, you flatter me so much, Your Majesty.”

”I’m not just flattering you. Are you selectively hearing what I say?”

”The only thing I heard was Your Majesty declaring that I’m a genius,” Rasmarck grinned.

Rui heaved a sigh, shaking his head. Perhaps letting a young man take over such an important duty and role in the Gaian Army was not the wisest of decisions, but his ability was undoubtedly the most suited, and even his juvenile nature was not enough of an excuse not to give it to him. Even though his youth as an immortal sage meant that he didn’t have the knowledge and skill accumulation that other immortal sages had, he was still head and shoulders above the rest of his competition.

”Don’t worry, Your Majesty,” Rasmarck remarked with lazy confidence. ”Everything is going according to plan. The pathwalkers have successfully heated the planet even further, forcing it to reduce its energy expenditure, which gives us even more of an advantage. At this rate, we will have it captured in no tim—”

He froze.

His auburn eyes focused on a specific feed of information.

Out of countless video streams before him featuring all kinds of datapoints, he sharply managed to notice one specific anomaly.

”The Reimann Tensor of the gravitational field generated by the planet is... off,” he murmured with a strange expression. ”Is it... trying to warp space?”

His intuition was right on point.

RUMBLE

The very fabric of space and time began to quake even as Garg grew more and more heated.