The void ignited once more with overwhelming waves of death and destruction.
The main army of the Nine Empyrean Suns Alliance had received no reinforcements. No new legions had emerged from hidden worlds. No secret weapons had suddenly been unveiled.
And yet, their power increased.
The reason was simple.
There was now a chance of victory.
Warriors did not truly need eloquent speeches or intricate strategies. What they needed was conviction—the unshakable belief that they could win. Even in the darkest hour, if a sliver of hope remained, they would seize it. If they believed that the tide could be turned, that the enemy could be defeated, they would fight with a will fierce enough to shatter their own limits again and again.
The arrival of an extremely powerful Alpha Omega Overgod from a foreign universe had given them exactly that.
