Elliot knew quite a bit about middle- and low-rank Supernatural people, but all he knew about high-rank ones was that they were formidable. Their actual combat strength was less clear to him.
He only knew that Victoria could spin silk, Sidney chased people down and beat them up, and Supernatural people of the [Twin Eclipsing Suns] could tear buildings apart with their bare hands. That was most of the fighting prowess he had witnessed.
"If their Path excels at direct combat, they can break straight through the lines under fire on a battlefield."
"They can withstand artillery too?"
"Yes. An Archbishop of the Silent Sanctuary, a believer in the [Twin Eclipsing Suns], once withstood massed artillery fire and charged into the enemy lines to summon the Black Sun. Although he eventually exhausted his spirituality and was killed by enemy Supernatural people who arrived, he still laid the foundation for victory in the Horam River Battle."
Elliot could not help marveling inwardly.
The power of each realm among the Supernatural differed enormously. High rank, the seventh through ninth ranks, already offered such formidable power in direct combat. What about beyond high rank?
If Lillian took to the battlefield, could she fight her way in and out seven times?
Unfortunately, Conrad's next words shattered his fantasy. "But among the Seven Holy Bloodlines, only the Silent Sanctuary can achieve such a feat. The others aren't particularly suited to direct combat. Even the Shadow Blade Cult, which worships [Shadow Arc], merely excels more at assassination."
Conrad sighed. "Times have changed. Since the Industrial Revolution, Supernatural people have no longer held absolute dominance on the battlefield. While the different Paths each have their uses in war, most cannot truly decide the outcome."
"And..."
"And Supernatural people require too many resources, right?"
"Exactly. The Archbishop of