"How beautiful."
Gala raised his eyes, gazing at the surging metallic radiance, and smiled. "Is that his Swarm? As expected of Shao Siming—no, he should be Great Siming now, shouldn't he? Though there's something strange about it... opponents from the Heavenly Kingdom Lineage truly cannot be underestimated!"
"Are we still going to keep probing?"
Hercules had finally finished sharpening his longsword. Propping up his chin, he waited in boredom.
"No, there's no need."
Gala shook his head regretfully. "Though I would have liked the banquet to last a little longer, the host can no longer wait... and there aren't that many resources left to squander."
As he spoke, he cast a meaningful glance behind him, toward the distant tower of bone.
The bone tower stood tall in the darkness, offering no response.
Only an indifferent gaze looked down upon the battlefield.
Waiting for the Chess Pieces to act on their own, seize victory, or meet their downfall.
"Convey my orders."
Upon the Golden Chariot, Gala slowly rose to his feet. Grinning, he revealed the sharp outline of his teeth. "Leave no reserves. Follow the plan and commit every last bit of strength to the battlefield. No retreat, no hesitation, no slackening!"
He said, "—The time for the final battle has come!"
And so, from that instant onward, the battlefield underwent another transformation.
On the Sun Forger's throne, Huai Shi could not help but frown.
He felt the pressure suddenly intensify.
The surging black tide seemed to boil as it bore down upon Twilight Land from behind the towering wall formed by dozens of Aberrant angels.
Those Hell Swarms that had fallen into madness threw themselves forward without regard for the cost.
Twilight Land's operations abruptly became strained.
It felt pressure unlike anything before.
What made Huai Shi even more anxious