Because time was limited, and because the main purpose of this trip wasn't to study the organizational structure of the corrupted army, Hao Ren couldn't spend too much time examining those "summoning platforms." Even so, based on what he could observe at the bottom of the rift, he made a rough estimate of the number of summoning platforms set up throughout the Equatorial Fracture Zone—and without a doubt, the figure was astonishing.
Although they couldn't compare with the "Mechanical Calamity" that scattered drone bases across the entire universe, the corrupted monsters' rate of producing soldiers was still astonishing. Their corrupted army would have been an absolutely unstoppable tide before any mortal race. No wonder Salamander and the Guardian Legion he led had suffered defeat after defeat over the past several thousand years, until they could only rely on Agudar's doomsday weapon and the Hub's incredibly powerful shields to barely keep themselves alive. In fact, it was fair to say that without the doomsday weapon Torrent of the End, which was powerful enough to turn the tide of battle, and the Hub's remaining defensive power, the Guardian Legion would have been flattened by the monsters long ago.
Vivian speculated, "Those brain monsters... They're connected to the summoning platforms, so are they the commanders behind the corrupted army?"
"I think they look more like they're presiding over the Summoning Ritual," Izax disagreed. "Those platforms should only be used to gather and amplify energy, providing power for the Summoning Ritual. I'm a demon, so I'm relatively sensitive to the aura emitted by this kind of ritual."
Elizabeth nudged Izax's leg with the little horns on her head. "Dad, this place doesn't even share the same worldview as our hometown. Your experience might not apply here."
Izax was somewhat embarrassed after being contradicted by