Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master-Chapter 1465: The Three Girls Are United

"Phew. That was closer than I thought." Lina looked up at the darkening sky, her expression turning sombre. "I wish you all the luck in the world, Berry. Not for your sake, and certainly not for mine... But for him."

With the seeds of her gambit planted, Lina turned away from the high-stakes politics of the command centre. She moved toward the industrial district to inspect the ongoing spear production, leaving the "grand" manoeuvres to the girls who still believed they were the ones in control.

Berry, meanwhile, had reunited with Sara and Ro, relaying Lina’s proposal with breathless excitement. The three girls huddled together, the strongest masters of their respective factions leaning in to listen. The ambition in the air was palpable.

"I like the idea in general," Ro noted, though she quickly pointed toward the central portal plaza in the heart of the city. "But that leaves us with one glaring issue. We can use the existing portals to reach the edges of the blank areas, sure.

But once we are out there, how do we find enough portal cores to establish sixty-something new links or even more? We started this war thinking about a dozen portals; now we’re talking about a continental web!"

Lara’s city was anchored by hundreds of portals, but everyone present understood the colossal price paid for building such a portal base. Portal cores were rare, notoriously difficult to manufacture, and exorbitantly priced.

To establish a new network of the scale Berry was suggesting required more than just gold—it required a hoard that not many forces in the world had managed to amass.

"Leave this to me," Panther said, his voice deep and resonant. As the strongest backing for Ro and a legendary figure in his own right, his word carried the weight of a mountain. "I have not been idle over the centuries. I have amassed a significant number of these cores over the years, tucked away for a day when the world truly needed them."

"I also have some to contribute," Sara’s grandfather chimed in, his eyes narrowing as he did the mental math. "I can provide a little more than thirty cores from the Academy’s vaults."

Panther nodded toward Sara’s grandfather, acknowledging the contribution before dropping a bombshell. "I believe I can pull a hundred or perhaps even two hundred cores from the Lockheart Impact’s reserves."

The room went silent. A hundred or two? Such a number was staggering, enough to redefine the future of the Scorching Lands town.

"I believe we have settled the matter of materials then," Berry’s grandfather remarked. He remained silent; his clan had never placed much value on portal cores, viewing them as "useless baits" compared to raw martial power. He leaned over the table, his weathered finger tapping the parchment.

"Now we must pick the specific coordinates where we will open these gates. We need to prepare ourselves for the problems that will inevitably greet us on the other side."

"What do you mean, Grandpa?" Berry asked, her voice surprisingly steady. She stepped forward and placed her entire hand over the map of the continent, covering the vast "blank" areas that Lara’s network didn’t reach.

"We aren’t picking and choosing. We will open portals at all the places Lara’s city isn’t connected to. We’ll use the portal cores we got down to the very last one."

The silence that followed was deafening. Every master, commander, and grandfather in the room turned to look at Berry as if they were seeing her for the first time. The shy, gentle girl they thought they knew had just proposed a military expansion of unprecedented proportions.

"Hahaha! Okay, okay! It seems the Long clan never produces a mere kind cub!" Sara’s grandfather was the first to break the silence. His booming laugh echoed off the stone walls as he patted the shoulder of his old friend, Berry’s grandfather, with an amused grin. "She has the heart of a conqueror after all."

"I like this plan," Panther added, his eyes shining with a strange, piercing light. "And more importantly, I can see the threads of success pulling together if we move this way."

His words carried a different kind of weight. Everyone knew Panther possessed an affinity for the time element; he could see bits and pieces of the future, catching glimpses of destiny before it unfolded. If he saw a chance for success, the plan was no longer a suicide mission—it was a mandate.

"Then it’s settled," Ro stepped in, her posture shifting as she assumed the role of their overall commander. She felt the surge of responsibility, but she didn’t shrink from it.

"Now is the time to organise. I will handle the task of dispatching teams to the target coordinates and monitoring their advancement. As for the rest of you, aside from delivering the portal cores you’ve promised, you need to call in every favour.

Gather every ally, every friend, and every rogue master you have ever known. When these portals open, we won’t be greeted with a welcome party. We will be stepping directly into the maw of the tide. We must be ready to fight the moment we cross the threshold."

Ro spoke with a clarity and authority that mirrored the advice Panther had given her in private. She was humble enough to know she wasn’t a natural-born strategist of this calibre yet, but she was wise enough to listen to a master of time.

Panther’s guidance was born from the visions he had seen. He knew how dark the future would become if they failed to act with absolute diligence. He had also easily spotted the root of the sudden change in Ro and the other two girls—he knew Lina was the one pulling the strings from the shadows.

Yet, he didn’t intervene. If anything, he felt a profound sense of gratitude toward Lina. She had managed to do what all the old men in the room had failed to do for years: she had turned these girls into leaders.