The Mixed Golems will bolster our Physical Strength and endurance in this protracted war, allowing us to stand unshaken even in the darkest hour."
Cynthia was clad in silver-blue Battle Armor, her eyes sharp as a hawk. "I have already dispatched beast-king Soul Power Magicians to join the 'Ironshade Guard'.
Through star-etched conduits they can channel beast-soul power, granting the frontline comrades spiritual support and Soul shelter.
When we face the erosion of the Ancient God's residual consciousness, this power will be crucial above all."
The atmosphere in the conference chamber was suffocating. Everyone understood that this was not merely an armed conflict, but an ultimate struggle concerning Soul redemption and the fate of futures across many realms.
David focused, closing his eyes for a moment, then walked slowly toward the Floating City Teleportation Gate control console.
