My bathroom connects to another world

The very next day, Zhao Guang and his team received the news.

"How's it going? What's the current situation with the war over there?" Father looked at Zhao Guang anxiously, appearing even more worried than Zhao Guang himself, causing Zhao Guang to feel a sense of helplessness.

It was just like when he used to see the Taiwan issue; his father would watch the news with the same kind of look every day.

"It's over," Zhao Guang said, without any intention of keeping them in suspense.

"It's over? It ended so quickly? What was the outcome?"

Zhao Guang shrugged, "Of course, we were victorious, what else? The Alliance Army penetrated to the central Space Gate and completely destroyed the yet-unopened Space Gate. Delan Continent will no longer be in danger."

Of course, saying it was simple, but the reported details were breathtaking.

Those Undead Professionals dared to make such moves, so they obviously didn't do it without preparation.

On the contrary, when they reached the final moments, those Undead Professionals finally revealed their trump card.

It turned out they had long established contact with their counterparts on Borick Continent, and during this time they had integrated a vast amount of flesh. Seizing this opportunity, they created twelve Plague Giants.

These twelve Plague Giants appeared on the battlefield, along with the Undead using their Special Secret Skill to merge a large number of undead.

On the battlefield, sixteen Legendary Strongmen suddenly appeared on the opposing side.

Facing this unexpected surge in combat power, it was quite a headache for our side as well.

After a great battle, we paid a tremendous price and finally eradicated them. However, in the final moments, the Undead Mages detonated the Space Gate.

That's right, the Space Gate wasn't destroyed by us but was instead detonated by them upon realizing their efforts were in vain.

An instant explosion of localized small-space turbulence occurred, adding insult to injury to the already heavily damaged Alliance Army.

In this battle, nearly all the Saint Heirs and Saintesses carefully nurtured by the Temple perished, with only those who were not very strong and did not make it to the front line surviving.

To develop combat strength, it takes many years of cultivation.

The Temple lost nearly twenty Legendary Strongmen, and now very few remain.

It can be said that at the top-tier level, even excluding the Xuanwu Empire, the Temple could now only be seen as a relatively strong organization on the continent, unable to suppress all other organizations entirely.

This war thoroughly exposed the weakness of the Temple Alliance.

Of course, other organizations also suffered significant losses, with Zhao Guang's side being the second largest.

Among our six Floating Battleships, four were torn apart on the spot by the final space storm, and two were heavily damaged. The damage was so severe it was beyond repair.

These would need to be repaired upon return, but it would consume a lot of time and resources.

Instead, it would be better to retire them and construct new, more suitable ones.

This was equivalent to the direct loss of six Type 1 Floating Battleships.

As for the Magic Rune Professionals I created, due to their tenacious vitality upon reaching the legendary level, only two died. Though others were injured, they could all recover afterward.

Then there were those Nest Spiders, unable to move on their own and therefore not on the front lines, resulting in the loss of only two.

Yes, there were still losses, but not during the final battle.

Rather, they were specifically targeted and killed during a previous ambush by other Undead Mages.

Under these circumstances, Zhao Guang laid out the losses plainly, leaving no room for anyone to accuse him of not pulling his weight.

Aside from himself and the Temple, the Beastman Empire suffered the greatest losses, with the fall of four Legendary Level warriors and a substantial portion of the Beastman army, dealing a significant blow to the Beastman Empire.

If it wasn't for being restrained earlier, perhaps the Flying Beast Alliance would have attacked them once again.

All nations and major organizations suffered significant damage, so they all went back to recuperate.

After tallying the extent of damages, the losses on our side surpassed those of the Undead Professionals.

"The losses are indeed significant," Zhao Feng came over and saw the statistics.

In regard to the Otherworld, Zhao Feng was not entirely uninformed anymore. Seeing the extent of the losses, he could imagine how brutal the frontline battles must have been; it was all too cruel.

Aside from the legendary, the Super Professionals seemed almost like advanced cannon fodder.

With strength equivalent to an Advanced warrior, if I went to the battlefield, I would certainly not even qualify as advanced cannon fodder, just ordinary cannon fodder. Wars in the Otherworld are truly terrifying.

One must understand, a Legendary Strongman is like a living nuclear warhead, full of deterrence.

"It's not so bad; at least we managed to wipe out all those Undead Professionals at once, which will reduce one headache in the future. Without the Undead Professionals, the benefits available to others become greater."

What Zhao Guang didn't mention was that the people from the Temple could still claim credit with their Divine beings.

Yes, claim credit; as long as they could gain the favor of the Divine, they could restore their combat strength faster.

This is why the Temple has always been able to suppress other organizations; cultivating strongmen is much easier for them than others. Not only do they have Divine backing, but they also wield mighty power themselves.

This stuff didn't concern Zhao Guang much; there wouldn't be internal problems for quite some time anyway.

"The land over there in the City of Death doesn't seem big, does it? What good is it?"

"It's not about what's on the surface but certain special aspects. Like our Second World and the Divine Country proclaimed by the Temple, without the path to becoming an Undead, these two routes' adherents will be many."

Longevity is always one of the pursuits of the upper echelon, and indeed one of the most fundamental pursuits.

Unable to achieve immortality in the normal world, it could be in another world. As long as there's such a path available, even if it seems somewhat illusory, it's the same. However, the Temple's thorn in the side then turns to myself.

Indeed, because my illusory world is more attractive than what the Temple promulgates.

If I hadn't been controlling the number of people who could enter, setting high prices for the special helmets.

With such pull, Temple people would already be clashing with me. Oh well, let's keep it controlled for now, until the time I become a god myself.

Who knows, I might be able to incorporate the entire world within my jurisdiction, making it my world.

As long as the Divine of this world doesn't interfere, such a thing is possible.