Vergil stood before the twelve thousand Valkyries with his six wings fully unfurled, feeling the pressure of the Underworld bearing down on each of them. The transformation he intended to bring about could not be achieved simply by pouring demonic energy into their bodies. Valkyries were entities bound to the Norse cycle of death, formed of divine energy, ancient pacts, and a function that had become part of their very souls. Altering all of that without a stable connection could destroy half of them before the process even began.
He left Mjölnir secured at his waist and raised both hands. A black magic circle appeared beneath his feet, expanding rapidly across the entire plain. The lines advanced beneath the ranks, weaving around each individual Valkyrie before uniting into a massive formation. Demonic runes, divine symbols, and marks of the Authority of Death appeared on the ground, constructing a network that connected every warrior directly to Vergil.
