Baaang—
"Damn it..!!" Blokan unleashed the Fundantal Law of Reflection to disperse the incoming attack of one of the adult space beasts, then imdiately afterward his eyes began darting wildly right and left, upward and downward, carefully tracking the movents of the three adult space beasts he had personally chosen to handle.
The pressure alone forced veins to bulge across his temples.
And after reassuring himself that he could divert his concentration for a single second, he shouted toward the right side of the battlefield:
"Asir, do you need help with the two over there?!"
"Argh!!" Asir was already fully occupied applying the Fundantal Law of Ti onto incoming attacks in order to slow them down and grant the Father Tree and the corpse-wall enough opportunity to intercept them before impact.
To so extent, this thod consud less energy than attempting to block the attacks directly...
But even so, he was still attempting to hinder adult space beasts!
Finally, Asir managed to force out a response:
"No thanks, focus on Morgana!" Then he imdiately returned his full concentration to the battlefield again.
...After the four of them recovered their strength and barely managed to catch their breath, they had imdiately rushed forward to assist however they could.
To assist the soul creature Arkalon.
And truthfully...
Arkalon was already fighting on equal footing against the battlefield itself.
One could even argue he did not require assistance at all!
Except for one category of existence he genuinely could not completely control...
The adult space beasts.
Every single charge or attack launched by one of them shattered entire sections of the enormous bone wall Arkalon had painstakingly created and reinforced, forcing him to continuously intensify his assaults in order to compensate for the destroyed corpses.
But the number of corpses continued decreasing steadily.
And the openings continued increasing.
So all four of them reached the exact sa conclusion simultaneously...
They would handle the adult space beasts personally.
How?
None of them stepped beyond the protection of the bone wall.
None of them abandoned the shelter of the Father Tree's branches.
Instead, they simply unleashed their strongest techniques whenever an adult beast attacked, intercepting the charges and pushing them backward repeatedly.
That strategy did not truly injure the remaining ten beasts in any aningful way...
But it strengthened Arkalon's defenses trendously.
Or at least...
That was what they believed.
"...." Arkalon slowly scanned the battlefield around him, his eyes opened unusually wide as though trying to engrave the entire scene into his mory forever. "...Hmm, this will not end well. We need to take the next step."
Then he continued observing everything around him while attempting to devise a solution.
Finally, his gaze landed upon the vortex of pure golden soul power, causing his brows to rise slightly.
"Oh... this might actually work."
Then he began spinning the Seraphim Brush rapidly between his fingers for nearly twenty full seconds.
Before finally raising it and beginning to draw.
Glow—
An enormous soul formation rapidly began taking shape, absorbing such an imnse quantity of soul power from the vortex that nearly a quarter of it disappeared.
Then Arkalon slowly raised his left hand and pushed the formation forward.
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