Soon, Qian Duoduo seemed utterly hooked, fiddling with the Flying Soul Tool before him over and over.
He injected soul power to fire off a burst, then grinned for ages, injected more soul power for another burst, and grinned for ages again.
Qian Duoduo could hardly be blamed for losing his composure. The Flying Soul Tool Chen Ping had created held strategic significance.
Of course, to put it bluntly, the advent of this Soul Tool meant that Soul Grandmasters would have the means to soar through the blue skies in the future.
But it also qualified them to go onto the battlefield as airborne cannon fodder plugging the lines.
Qian Duoduo was actually quite philosophical about this. Being cannon fodder plugging the lines was still better than being a prisoner.
Once Chen Ping's Soul Tool was officially unveiled, it would at least greatly strengthen the Star Luo Empire's deterrence against the Sun Moon Empire along the Mingdou Mountain Range. It might even push the arrival of war back another few years.
If Qian Duoduo remembered correctly, ever since he was old enough to remember, people had seemingly been saying that the day the Sun Moon Empire launched a war was drawing closer. Yet even now, war had not broken out.
But Qian Duoduo knew perfectly well that the reason it had never broken out was that the Sun Moon Empire was waiting-waiting for an era when Shrek's old guard was gone and its successors were not yet ready.
Shrek could not produce a Limit Douluo in every generation. Mu En was a Limit Douluo, and Xuan Zi had a chance, but between Yan Shaozhe and himself, which of them had the aptitude to become one?
Neither of them did. Did Cai Mei'er and Xian Lin'er, then? They did not either.