All Ethan had to do was stand at the end and add the finishing blow.
He barely had to spend any effort. Again and again, he stripped away their power and tore out their energy cores with ease.
Before long, they were overflowing with loot.
Once the number of cores had piled up to a ridiculous level, Ethan finally stopped. He climbed to the top of a high mountain and fired a signal flare into the sky.
The beam shot straight upward, burst into a blinding bloom overhead, then spread fast—lighting up more than half the sky.
Not long after, the Emerald Castle army converged from every direction.
Footsteps. Whistling airbreaks. Armor clashing.
The mountain land—eerily silent just moments ago—filled with the sound of marching force again.
When the troops gathered below, every face was tight with battle intent and anticipation.
Ethan stood above them and adjusted his breathing.
Then he spread his arms.
