Humans were blessed above all others and deserved to possess everything in the world.
Their early intelligence gave them the ability to reshape the world, while Soul Beasts provided the Soul Rings humans needed to cultivate.
The land beneath their feet supplied the raw materials for industry, which they used to make powerful Soul Tools.
But in this war, humans were horrified to discover that the Soul Beasts they had been harvesting for Soul Rings were now joining forces to turn on them.
And they had brought along beings more powerful than humans, whom they had once enslaved.
Humanity's natural enemy: the Elves.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
A human Soul Douluo struggled to push aside the dead comrades who had buried him. Their unit had been sent to reinforce the front lines.
Every member of the unit was a Soul Master, not an ordinary soldier from a regiment sent in to fill the ranks.
Nearly every regiment in the Sun Moon Empire had joined the campaign to hunt down the nine-hundred-thousand-year-old Dragon, hoping to avoid a repeat of the tragedy in Shrek City.
They had done so after Spirit Ice Douluo Huo Yuhao persuaded them.
But as they tried to reach the front lines, their enemies ambushed them in the most unexpected way.
They were little devices that looked uncannily like Soul Tools, carrying explosive shells that flew straight into the crowd and detonated.
The Soul Douluo had used his Battle Armor to shield himself from the blast, but the enormous shock wave had hurled him out of formation.
When he came to, he was already buried beneath the earth.
An entire army had been wiped out by the enemy before it even reached the battlefield.
"These aren't Soul Beasts at all. We're fighting an actual country, a proper nation."
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