The wind howled across the forward positions.
As the most powerful instruments of slaughter, Soul Tools had tremendous range, so the twenty thousand men of the Sun Moon Legion were stationed at the very rear of the formation, concealing their edge.
They waited only for the critical moment when the two armies clashed to catch the enemy off guard.
A careful observer would have noticed that their equipment differed from every other legion's. The Spirit Hall Empire had truly spared no expense in cultivating this army.
Rare metals from the Sun Moon Continent were fashioned into suits of metal armor by skilled craftsmen working day and night. Even a Divine Craftsman like Lou Gao had only a partial understanding of the technology of industrial civilization, so the Core Arrays were still inscribed by the Sun Moon Empire's Soul Engineers. Once the materials were prepared, the armor was shipped to the Douluo Continent for final assembly.
After passing through many hands and stages of supervised manufacture, the armor finally reached the soldiers. It offered both offensive and defensive capabilities while remaining light enough not to hinder movement.
Perhaps calling them soldiers was not quite accurate. Everyone admitted into this legion was a Soul Engineer in the truest sense. Like those on the Sun Moon Continent ten thousand years later, they advanced in level not to become stronger, but to better operate and manufacture Soul Tools and apply them in battle.
Outwardly, the Sun Moon Legion consisted entirely of young and middle-aged adults between twenty and forty. Unlike the other legions, whose soldiers carried weapons, their hands were empty, and their unevenly contoured clothing had an obvious metallic texture. The only variations were the things carried on their backs: swords, crossbows, cannons, bows, and more, in all manner of shapes.
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