In the era's transformations, the most impressive changes are often not the innovations in productivity, but the evolution of war.
Xilin no longer remembers from which book he read this sentence, but at this moment, he feels deeply affected.
Under the great power and extreme capacity of the Seeker of Glory, Xilin's command authority extends a remarkable kilometer away, easily twisting the remaining fighter jets into a burning fireball, guiding them to fall like fire meteors, triggering the ammunition one by one, an astonishing exploison tears the steel apart again, scattering countless shrapnel flying everywhere.
"Just like the knights of the old era, charging towards the trenches filled with iron wires, now, mortals armed with steel, wield their blades towards the Celestial God."
Xilin's words solemnly, as if reciting a devout prayer.
