The battlefield of the frontier was a graveyard of burning stars and shattered fleets. The four empires had sent their combined forces to carve Oynstar apart, confident that the dying empire would finally collapse. Yet they had not foreseen the arrival of Igaris Vance.
His figure stood amidst the void, cloaked in the glow of the Infinite Law Tree that unfurled behind him like a living cosmos. Its roots coiled through the battlefield, its branches stretching across dimensions, every leaf a law, every shimmer a concept. The armies of the enemy trembled, for they could feel his presence bending reality itself.
Igaris raised his hand. His voice cut through the void.
"Ten Thousand Divine Armaments… awaken."
