As he spoke, Iksandor's face showed a trace of helplessness. "Unfortunately, six years ago, the Hirsarel Crown ordered the mobilization of troops. Including the Octavi North Sea Cloud, a total of twenty-seven cloud seas conscripted 160 million Transcendent soldiers of Silver Rank and above to form an Expeditionary Army."
"From the thirty Third Energy Level planar worlds ruled by angels, thirty million soldiers of Silver Rank and above were conscripted to form an Auxiliary Army."
"At the same time, eighty Angel Legions were assembled, including 1,537 Angel Legions, totaling roughly eight million angels."
"As for starships, more than 3,800 large starships, over 24,000 medium starships, and around 100,000 small starships were deployed."
"That many troops?"
A flicker of shock passed through Kyle's eyes as he spoke quietly.
Iksandor wore a worried expression and sighed. "According to my father, if the war continues to expand, further conscription will follow."
Seeing Iksandor's expression, Kyle could not help asking, "Will this war be difficult?"
"It will indeed be difficult." Fiolet reached out and took her husband's hand, then looked at Kyle. "This war is meant to save a Seventh Energy Level world being invaded by the Abyss."
"According to what Grandfather revealed, that world's World Consciousness sought aid from the World Mother. As long as we can free that world from the Abyss's grasp, it is willing to join the Elairilia world cluster and become part of the world cluster ruled by the World Mother."
Kyle lifted the wineglass from the table and drank half of it. "So this war was initiated by the Hirsarel Crown under the World Mother's instruction."
"No." Iksandor shook his head slightly. "This war was initiated by the Hirsarel Crown."
"A mere Seventh Energy Level world is not enough to draw the World Mother's attention."
"My father told