Chapter Sixty-Nine
Crow stood atop his flying fortress, his black coat fluttering under the endless winds, while below him the earth cracked and burned under the pressure of his growing army.
He opened his Reward Inventory, calmly scanning through the results of his latest harvest.
Ten shimmering crystals floated around him, each radiating overwhelming power.
They slowly began to take shape...
[Summon Complete!]
Divine Rank Human Units:
Daphne — Sword Saint of the Endless Edge Selene — Mystic Seer of the Moonlight Amara — Blessed Priestess of the Dawn Celeste — Archmage of Heavenly Storms Fiona — Shieldbearer of Eternity
Divine Rank Cat-Girl Units:
Mira — Swiftblade Dancer Luma — Enchantress of Light and Shadows Saphira — Elemental Sorceress of Ice Kira — Stealth Assassin of the Stars Elowyn — Spirit Caller of the Ancient Forest
The ten new divine units materialized before Crow, each kneeling gracefully.
Their sheer beauty, power, and loyalty were beyond imagination.
Even at a glance, each one of them radiated an aura strong enough to crush an entire city.
Daphne's golden blade crackled with pure lightning.
Selene's sapphire eyes shimmered, already predicting enemy movements.
Amara chanted quietly, restoring minor wounds in an instant just by existing.
Celeste's robes floated, the winds bending to her will.
Fiona stood like a mountain, her shield so massive it blocked out the sun.
Meanwhile, the five cat-girls added a playful yet terrifying sharpness to the air:
Each of them grinned mischievously, their tails flickering, clearly eager to prove themselves.
Crow stepped forward.
Without a word, he raised his hand — and gently patted each of their heads.
They melted under his touch, each one leaning into the affection with radiant smiles and flushed cheeks.
They were divine beings.
They were proud warriors.
And yet, under Crow's touch, they were his — body and soul.
Crow chuckled quietly, a rare sound.
With these ten... his forces weren't just unstoppable anymore.
They were godlike.
"Prepare," he ordered softly.
His army stirred, trembling at his voice.
The event had just begun, and Crow hadn't even gotten serious yet.