A hundred years was nothing in the world of wizards, but for Benjamin, those hundred years had been exceptionally fulfilling.
Deep within the laboratory, another humanoid Dao Soldier rose from the experimental platform.
Its build was more proportionate than the first generation's, its entire body a dark, muted silver-gray—the color produced by blending many special materials. The toughness of cold iron, the energy affinity of red copper, the agility of void silver, the weight of meteorite steel, all built upon an Adamantine base, fused the strengths of every material into one.
Benjamin stood beside the experiment, watching the newborn Dao Soldier and nodding in satisfaction.
Its body was inscribed with countless densely packed formations. Beyond the Li-Fire Extinction Divine Light for offense, the Return to Void Armor for defense, Void-Step for acceleration, and the Causal Shadow Tracing Technique for tracking, it also possessed all manner of auxiliary formations: energy absorption, self-repair, environmental adaptation, mental protection... everything one could need. Every rune was the product of a hundred years of his repeated deliberation, optimization, and refinement.
"Unfortunately." Thinking of something, Benjamin shook his head and sighed.
The output of Lunar Nectar was far too limited.
Although the concept of the moon had grown increasingly powerful as the Black Giants multiplied through the generations, and the Moonlight Essence he collected had also increased, it was still far from enough for mass-producing Lunar Nectar.
Over the past century, he had only saved up enough for ten bottles. Ten Dao Soldiers—that was the result of an entire century.
That was a little too few if they were meant to serve as cannon fodder.
Fortunately, Dao Soldiers had never been intended to be mass-produced within the Incense Divinity Path.
They were minor leaders, elite monsters, trump cards capable of turning the tide at critical moments.