"This will be extremely difficult. We can only find a way to alter their corrupted souls back. But once there are too many subjects, it becomes very hard to carry out... Conservatively speaking, it would take over a hundred years," Rassidan said. "I don't think these races can survive that long."
"So, we should give full consideration to Anita's proposal. I believe her method is feasible," said another High Templar, Rosales.
He was a High Templar of the Shelak Tribe, sent by Zekrath, the patriarch of the Shelak Tribe. Just as their field of responsibility dictated, Rosales presided over Protoss sacrificial rites and psionic research.
The voice he projected into Tang Xiao's mind was gentler than Rassidan's, making it very pleasant to hear. In fact, he was about a head shorter than Rassidan. If Rassidan looked like a powerful warrior at first glance, then it was difficult to associate Rosales with the word "warrior" at all.
"Have you tried it, Anita?" Tang Xiao turned to look at the leading woman among the group.
She was a woman in her thirties, with blonde hair piled high atop her head. Her features were beautiful yet cold. Her white robe was adorned with flowers, and elegant, lavish ornaments rested upon her shoulders.
Standing there, she looked like a goddess from a fantasy tale—holy and inviolable.
"The purpose of the Holy Advent Cult is to cleanse sinful souls and guide people onto The Unity." Anita elegantly clasped her hands in a graceful gesture, and a golden light traced a beautiful pattern through the air with her movement. "Those controlled by the Grysk are guilty. They should be redeemed."
As Anita spoke, she also used the Force to make her voice more ethereal. Put simply, it made her voice seem to come from every direction,