Seeing everyone's tearful eyes, Rody suddenly smiled.

It was rare for people to see Rody smile. Normally, he was considered a very cool, miraculous boy. Seeing him smile was rarer than witnessing a shooting star. Even in people's hearts, Rody, who had endured assassinations, difficulties, oppression, and ruthless abandonment, always had a hint of sorrow in his starry eyes.

Now, as millions looked at Rody, they found him smiling under his blood-soaked body.

It was like a dreamy rainbow appearing after a storm.

This smile, against the backdrop of blood, seemed more intimate, more sincere, more joyful... What could have made Rody, who fought bloodily, smile so cheerfully?

"Ha, don't worry, everyone. My body has the 'Source of Life'; it can fully recover even under the burning of divine fire. A mere skin cut heals in a few seconds. Just now, to strike the enemy with the greatest contrast, I was a bit too much of a hero, stealing everyone's credit. In fact, the spiritual power I used to retaliate and backlash against the enemy was all your spiritual strength." Rody's face burst into a smile brighter than the sun, illuminating people's hearts. He elegantly bowed to everyone, laughing, "I am always with you all, forever!"

"We will always support you!" People shouted excitedly, their emotions uncontrollable, bursting from their hearts.

What everyone wanted to see most was not Rody's perfect command art, not a series of victories, but his joyful smile.

Letting him feel no longer lonely, no longer sad, was what people most wanted to do. What could be more worth doing than making this miraculous boy smile? What could be more joyous than seeing a smile on Rody's face? People always wanted to tell this pride of humanity, this son, that they would always support him.

People did so much for him, hoping he could feel their intentions.

Now, seeing Rody, covered in blood yet genuinely smiling, people were both touched and heartbroken...

The young elites of various countries, the kings' personal guards, had already rushed to tie up the Winged Tribe's mages as captives. The elite squad, one by one, high-fived Rody in celebration. Chris chanted a water ball spell, cleaning the blood off Rody, and to everyone's surprise, all the wounds on Rody's body had healed, leaving only faint white scars, which gradually turned into fresh skin and disappeared.

The miraculous boy, reborn from the ashes under the divine fire, was like the legendary phoenix, now immortal.

The girls of the fan club cried with joy. Not only those present, but also the millions of spectators in the rear, felt relieved to see Rody's wounds heal.

The angels, Winged Tribe, monsters, Demon Tribe, centaurs, and human rebels, after consecutive blows to their morale, didn't attack for a long time during the sunset. They retreated, regrouped, and surrounded from a distance, quietly waiting for their leaders to devise an effective battle plan. After these successive blows, they finally realized the formidable strength of the human miraculous boy.

The once contemptuous leaders of various races now couldn't help but feel a chill. Without an army ten times larger, the idea of keeping Rody's human alliance under siege in Saint Song Fortress was pure fantasy.

An entire night passed, and when dawn broke with a rosy glow, the enemy surged like a tide once again. But after one night, they were surprised to find that the human alliance had constructed a simple earthen city. Based on the small area impacted by the Meteor Shower, the humans dug deep trenches and then built a two-meter high earthen wall around the trenches.

This simple and low earthen city successfully built everyone's confidence, giving everyone a sense of being sheltered by the city walls.

Now, they were no longer exposed to the enemy's line of sight and attack range. A long-lost sense of security returned to every human's heart, constituting an intangible defeat for the enemy. Surrounded by hundreds of thousands of enemies, the human army was not only not crushed but also successfully built a defensive fortress.

No one understood how this earthen city was built.

Even with enough soil and stones, and sufficient manpower, planning and stacking were needed. Building a sturdy wall was not as simple as one might imagine.

How could loose soil be stacked into a wall? Before Rody revealed the method, people couldn't even begin to imagine.

But once he explained, everyone suddenly understood.

"Place the stones at the bottom, pile up the soil, water mages chant 'Fountain' to pour water on top, ice mages chant 'Freeze' to turn the water into ice, turning the soil into hard frozen earth. Swordsmen help cut it into giant frozen earth bricks, then everyone stacks the bricks, cover with more soil, continue pouring and freezing, adding layers upon layers. After the earth wall solidifies, just cover it with another layer of soil," Rody explained with a slight smile, and everyone cheered excitedly.

A hundred thousand slave soldiers and logistics troops, with the help of the mages, did this work handily.

The personal guards of the heads of various countries also helped, and even some earth mages joined in, increasing efficiency. In just half a night, a two-meter high and four-meter wide earth wall was erected. The height of the wall might be insufficient, but its width was comparable to a regular city wall, and there was plenty of soil in this area.

The defensive function of the earth wall was not significant, but it greatly boosted morale, providing everyone with a heightened sense of security and confidence.

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With this rudimentary earthen city, the human alliance was not defenseless.

"Charge! Saint Song army, launch a stone attack, Winged Tribe rain arrows, cover the centaur army's frontal charge. The Fang Corps attack from the east, the Claw Corps from the south, the Demon Tribe Corps from the north, strike from all sides, kill!" Archangel Andre, no longer caring about appearances, focused solely on how to kill the miraculous boy Rody and annihilate his supporters.

As Andre ordered the attack, another large force of the Demon Tribe also launched a frenzied attack on Rody City.

At that time, Rody City was under the command of Queen Mireille.

The elite soldiers of Camaron and Mireille's mage army arrived at Rody City first to counter the Demon Tribe's attack. The six demon marshals launched a crazy attack, not intending to capture this human stronghold but to hold back the soldiers of Camaron and Mireille, preventing them from reinforcing Rody's army trapped under Saint Song Fortress.

In terms of numbers, the human army was never inferior.

The combined regular armies of the Camaron and Mireille empires numbered over five hundred thousand. Including temporarily conscripted logistics militias, the number could exceed seven hundred thousand. Most of the world's heads of state were trapped under Saint Song, so nations sent elite troops to Rody City. The human army that could be quickly assembled exceeded a million, not to mention the temporarily conscripted militias and volunteers. All countries hoped to rescue their kings as soon as possible and send a large force to Rody's side for him to command and defeat the enemy.

If the six demon marshals relaxed even slightly, the human army of over a million would advance forcefully, heading straight for Saint Song.

No one could imagine, if Rody commanded a million regular human soldiers, who else in the world could be his opponent.

For both sides, angels and humans, it was a race against time. Rody City could not be taken, and taking it had no meaning. It had to serve as a point to hold the human army, a task the six demon marshals had to complete.

For humanity, Rody City could not be taken. People had to ensure continuous support through the teleportation array. Unfortunately, Rody City's teleportation array could only transport a limited number of people per day, not enough to send one million soldiers to Rody City all at once. Therefore, sending troops to support Rody's army trapped under Saint Song Fortress had to wait.

Despite this, the number of soldiers in Rody City continued to increase.

Generals and knights from all over the world rushed to Rody City to follow Queen Mireille's command in the rescue operation for their kings.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the human world has reached a moment of life and death. We can no longer tolerate the thousands of years of exploitation and oppression by the angels. Citizens, let us rise and resist. While the miraculous boy Rody and his followers resist the colluding forces of angels and demons under Saint Song Fortress, what can we do? Apart from supporting from the rear, we can guard Rody City, protect this human stronghold, and also safeguard our hope… Citizens, to cut off the wings of the angels, to weaken the strength of the evil alliance, we, who have maintained neutrality and peace for a thousand years, must now send troops to protect our world and preserve the last hope of humanity, to maintain true peace in the world… I declare war on the evil Galer Empire, Ledrans, and all the evil alliances!" Queen Mireille declared war on Galer and other countries the next morning.

"People of Camaron, I know your intentions. Let us scare the lackeys of the Galer Empire and Ledrans with our thunderous voices, our angriest roars, and our most righteous declaration of war!" Emperor William II also immediately declared war on Galer and other countries.

"We have always opposed war, but now is not the time for peace. We will also send troops against Galer to fight this evil!" - Denis Free Alliance.

"Send troops, we need to rescue our king, support Rody City, flatten Saint Song, and punish the evil Galer and other countries… People of Naples, we need to tell the world that we are not just about Red-haired Saul, Naples has brave warriors who fear death not!" Naples, a small country with fierce folk customs, though not very powerful overall, was formidable in war.

"People of Mesdaniya, we must remember, this is the miraculous boy Rody's hometown, what can we do for him?" Mesdaniya quickly mobilized soldiers and resources, continuously transporting them to Rody City day and night.

"I decide to sever ties with Galer and wage war on this evil country!" Surprisingly, King Adrujesi of Great Frey, who had been very supportive of the Saint Song Alliance and allied with the Galer Empire and Ledrans, responded to Queen Mireille's call and announced the severance of the alliance with Galer and declared war.

"Heretics, unjust troops, will be annihilated under the judgment of angels. We declare war on Mireille, Camaron, and all unjust evil alliance nations!" Galer Empire, after a moment of panic, declared war on Mireille and other countries two hours later.

"All who betray angels and gods should fall into hell!" Ledrans took a hard stance, calling for total mobilization and declaring war on the world.

While nations around the world declared war on each other and gathered troops, preparing for a world war that would engulf the entire human continent, the battle under Saint Song Fortress was also in full swing. The human alliance, defending the rudimentary earth city, repeatedly repelled enemy attacks under Rody's command.

But the enemy was too numerous, surging like a tide, wave after wave, endlessly.

Gradually, the human alliance suffered casualties. Powerful demons and monsters repeatedly stormed the earth city's walls but were forcefully driven back by the kings and their personal guards.

Inside the earth city, the mages were completely drained of magic power, collapsing on the ground, exhausted and fainting.

Swordsmen on the city walls repeatedly slew enemies who charged up... Archers' arms swelled up, not to mention drawing bows and arrows, even lifting their hands became impossible. Human slave soldiers and logistics troops were still frantically digging soil, repeatedly repairing the earthen wall that was collapsed by enemy magic and catapult attacks. They carried injured human soldiers down from the city walls, back to the central tents for treatment by the girls of the fan club.

The Saint and her guard squad did not stop praying for the entire day, and countless soldiers, healed under her holy light, dragged their weary bodies back to the battlefield, weapons in hand...

Standing at the highest point of the city wall was always that young man holding a crescent halberd.

As long as he was there, everyone never had to worry. As long as he was there, the earth city would never be breached.

In half a day, he had battled with dozens of strong figures from angels, demons, monsters, and centaurs, slaying no less than a dozen. Throughout the day, countless centaurs, monsters, and demon soldiers fell under his crescent halberd, with corpses piling up at his feet like a small mountain.

"Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo..." The horn of the angelic army sounded again, this time signaling a retreat.

Finally, the enemy retreated like a tide, leaving behind tens of thousands of corpses.

Among the humans, whether they were kings or soldiers, everyone was so exhausted that they slumped into the bloody mud of the city wall, not wanting to move.

After a day of battle, after a whole day of sword fights and numerous close calls with death, everyone was utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally. At this time, being able to collapse and sleep on the ground was a luxury. The elite squad on the city walls was shouting, and anyone who tried to close their eyes to sleep would get a scolding, even a slap on the face.

Even kings were not exempted.

"Don’t sleep, blockhead, if you close your eyes now, you’ll sleep forever and never wake up! Be a man, get up, have some hot water, eat something, then rest. No one is allowed to sleep now! What’s a small battle? You all are wimps, can’t even handle a bit of hardship… Someone, drag this guy down! Why are you still standing here trying to play hero with injuries? What's that supposed to mean?” Tommy slapped at least eight kings and twelve city lords. Everyone's face was covered in blood and mud, so no one could tell who was a soldier and who was a king, except those who got slapped. Tommy didn’t care.

"The battle will continue for several more days, trust me, the final victory will definitely be ours, everyone must persist!" Rody’s face had a smile again.

His body was covered in blood, redder than the sunset in the sky.

But his smile was like a spring breeze.

Seeing his smile, everyone felt a wave of warmth. Their tired bodies seemed to be cleansed, and strength slowly returned. Many struggled to stand up, helping those around them like the elite squad, supporting each other as they walked down the city wall.

Slave soldiers and logistics troops had prepared hot water and bread. Although no one had an appetite, they mechanically stuffed food into their mouths.

The battle would continue with the rise of the sun tomorrow.

Humanity now needed not only Rody's wisdom and bravery but also everyone's endurance and perseverance… Everyone believed that the final victory would inevitably belong to the human alliance, but no one wanted to fall at this moment.

Everyone hoped to be the last victor, to witness that great and glorious moment.

King Norn struggled to swallow a small piece of bread, looked up, and found Rody cheerfully standing in front of him, handing him hot water. His heart warmed, he grabbed the cup and guzzled it down.

"Your Majesty is as brave as a lion, I truly admire you!" Rody said with a smile.

"Stop flattering!" King Norn laughed proudly, "If I didn’t have some skill, would I dare to come here and go crazy with you, kid? Although I’m old, don’t underestimate me, or I'll challenge you to a duel! By the way, Tommy, was it you who slapped me just now? You've got some nerve!"

"Your Majesty is magnanimous, I… I'll give you a massage!" Tommy, with silver hair, quickly joined in with a smile, flattering the old king.

"Hmph, the best is yet to come, let's see how long you can laugh!" Archangel Andre, seeing Rody laughing happily among the crowd, grunted angrily from a distance.