Twenty-five years later.
Druess, the last of the three great Astrological Towers, soared into the clouds, drawing upon the vast mysterious power of the starry sky. The numerous astrologers gathered within each summoned friends from distant space-time world clusters, descending in dazzling forms to reinforce the brutal war raging far away.
Tens of thousands of low-level creatures swarmed around the few high-level creatures crisscrossing the battlefield.
Even after nine months of assault by the massive wizard legions, they had still failed to destroy this tower that represented the hope of the Star World. The battle was fierce. Though the intervention of low-level creatures in battles between high-level beings would bring catastrophic disaster, as more and more fearless slave monster legions charged into the fray, these distant otherworldly space-time creatures defending the Astrological Tower had no choice but to join the battle between World Lords.
The danger of the war had already exceeded the limits these summoned creatures could endure. Many friends from distant worlds who had crossed space and time to arrive often refused to take part in a war beyond the influence of any individual creature, and some even directly terminated their contracts.
After all, they were merely friends, not legions or slaves bound to obey without question.
"I am the Spirit Void Emperor, at the pinnacle of Sanctification. Though I am merely an incarnation of a strand of pure source, I am still not someone three extraterritorial fiends like you can contend against. Hmph!"
A streak of azure light tore apart the scarlet flame torrent, only to be blocked and deflected by several dandelions. Flame Chalice panted faintly.
Druess Astrological Tower had summoned four World Lords in total. One had chosen to forcibly terminate its contract and return, leaving only these three World Lords to stubbornly defend the