"Swish"
The entire scene in the throne room changed as if the heavens had flipped in an instant. The previously peaceful meeting tore off its disguise in a moment. Brigadier Padru, who was full of vitality just a moment ago, now lay on the ground, his body pierced by three broken spears, long since breathless.
Meanwhile, Major General Misoyan clutched his wounded side, his face pale as he gasped for breath.
Everyone around him was injured, even Hadlan, the Lord of Earth Hammer, gripped the Artifact of Gaia, the power of Earth, and breathed heavily on his throne.
"How many times has this happened? Damn it!"
The human major general asked with difficulty. The Sanghai General, who had lost an arm, gritted his teeth and glanced at the thirteen blood marks carved on his leg, he said:
"The thirteenth time... I think. To be honest, I'm not entirely sure anymore. The true sight granted by the creator has been obscured by filth; I am no longer pure."
