A recent wave of underestimating the enemy had begun spreading through the allied forces. Most soldiers believed the gods were vulnerable and could be dealt with easily.
Isabella flipped through the report in her hands.
"To some extent, that was true. Based on the Enemy of Humanity's strength, even if the gods of all five major Churches descended at once, we could handle them." Theus spoke unhurriedly as he glanced around.
The others showed no signs of underestimating the enemy, which satisfied him somewhat.
"There must be something suspicious about this that we haven't discovered yet. If the gods were truly so easy to deal with, we wouldn't have failed so many times." Theus paused, slowly furrowing his brow.
In truth, his memories only went as far as discovering Blackstone. He had not said what happened afterward.
Could Blackstone be the solution to everything? Would they win easily as long as they used Blackstone?
Theus did not know, but he always felt it could not be that simple.
"Jules, would the Empire have difficulty gathering another hundred thousand livestock?"
"A little. We just gathered them twice before, and the main livestock-producing regions have basically been emptied out. It's not impossible to gather more, but it will take quite some time."
"How long?"
"At least three months."
Theus hesitated. That was far too long. The allied forces would finish replacing their equipment with Blackstone Weapons in another month at most; any additional time would merely be wasted. He had an inexplicable sense of urgency, as though failing to fight this war quickly would lead to serious trouble.
"I can help with that." Angelita suddenly spoke.
"Didn't most people in the South Continent become Dream Walkers?"
"That's right, but that also means our demand for livestock is low. Our large-scale conversion only