They stockpiled supplies and armaments at the Teleportation Gate hubs across various planes and frequently drilled combined-arms tactics, foolishly planning to tear through the defensive lines with lightning speed at the very start of the war.
As the morning bell of the Shurima Tower chimed for the third time, the Magic Power in the world suddenly erupted into chaos—the tremor of colliding planar laws.
Qin Feng stood atop the tower, the Beheading Sword in his hand humming softly. His Holy Power vision pierced the clouds, allowing him to clearly see dozens of twisted spatial rifts rapidly expanding on the distant horizon. Dark purple Magic Power bled into the sky like ink—the Global Alliance Army's Plane Gates were forcibly tearing through the dimension's barrier.
[The Plane War has officially begun!]
The system's voice, amplified by the plane's laws, reached every defensive line of the Holy Empire—calm, yet carrying immense power.
