And them? All together, they were but sixty people.
Without commanding the Army Soul Corps, Mortal Leading Level individuals stand no chance against Legendary beings.
What could they possibly fight with?
Moreover, it seems that the Pure White Kingdom, despite its considerable size, lasted only a few days under the calamity of the Red Mist before it fell.
Glasses Man was just about to say sothing when hurried footsteps approached from afar.
A bishop accompanied by a man and a woman, both Priests, quickly approached.
His gaze swept over the group and he nodded slightly, "So there are sixty of you in this batch, not bad. Heroic spirits, the Pure White Kingdom has paid a great price to summon you here for..."
The bishop NPC began his introduction.
The expressions on everyone's faces changed subtly, uncertain.
The good news was: they were not the only ancient heroic spirits. Before them, there had been twelve batches of heroic spirits, with varying numbers and strengths.
These were probably bona fide ancient heroic spirits, not Trialists like themselves.
They were the thirteenth batch.
The bad news was: according to divine prophecy, the Pure White Kingdom truly was on the verge of destruction, and the battle they were to be part of, likely, would be the battle for its downfall.
After finishing his speech, the bishop left, not giving them much regard, seemingly treating these summoned ancient heroic spirits as nothing more than cattle.
And they...
Literally could not refuse.
Such was the task.
"According to the bishop, aside from ergency decrees, we are free to choose our tasks at other tis. However, rely completing these tasks will certainly not be enough to survive the ten days safely," said Glasses Man, adjusting his glasses.
Catwoman pondered, "Perhaps, we should gather as much intelligence as we can while carrying out our tasks and find the enemies' weaknesses? We still know too little about our enemies."
Glasses Man nodded, "We can basically assu that among the enemies there are legendary beings, and definitely more than just one. We are no match for the Legendary Realm, so we must avoid these formidable enemies as much as possible in selecting our tasks."
"However, we are not without advantages; we possess so technological thods that the Pure White Kingdom does not," he added.
Their unique skills, special equipnt, Epic Life forms, and the ability to deduce the process from the results, these were their advantages.
"But even if we find so weaknesses of the enemy, we alone wouldn't be able to overrun them," the magician spoke up.
Glasses Man nodded, "Indeed, which is why we need to join forces with the strengths of the Pure White Kingdom itself. However, from what we've seen, the Pure White Kingdom's leadership seems to view us rely as tools, and they may not take seriously what we say or the intelligence we provide.
"I suppose," he speculated, "that to get them to pay attention, it will be closely related to the number of tasks we complete early on."
Thus, the strategy chain took shape.
Complete tasks → Build reputation → Provide intelligence → Unite with the kingdom's might to repel the enemy and buy ti.
Even with a clear plan, Glasses Man and the others still felt imnse pressure.
Only the Golden Lion Prince maintained a faint smile, as if everything was proceeding as expected.
Historical Trials were always difficult.
And he, his Angel possessed the power of resurrection, which was a major trump card that could tip the scales on the battlefield of legends!
However, taking on the Trial alone and striving for the highest rating was clearly still very difficult for him.
He looked towards Glasses Man and the others.
At that mont, Glasses Man hesitated. According to his calculations, without the Golden Lion Prince, the chances of them barely making it through were slim.
But he still hoped for so autonomy.
"When performing tasks on normal days, it's still better to act separately; this way we'll be more efficient."
"...Agreed,"
The Golden Lion Prince was a bit disgruntled but accepted it nonetheless.
After all, the combined strength of these individuals was not insignificant.
Catwoman, the magician, and the Silver Armor Man agreed in succession, to cooperate temporarily.
Only Mu Yuan declined.
"I'll opt out," he stated.
The Golden Lion Prince frowned, displeased.
The magician spoke up, "Lord of Yongxing, are you going to disregard the bigger picture?"
Mu Yuan had already walked over ten ters away when he suddenly stopped.
His character was usually indifferent to such matters, but now, he was the Star Lord of the Yongxing Empire, and he had a role to play.
He recalled the Lords of Yongxing he had seen.
And after a pause,
He turned half his face, with a faint smile, "The bigger picture? No, I am the bigger picture."
His figure disappeared into the dazzling golden sunlight, vanishing from the view of the others.
If it were peaceti, Lord Shepherd might have also chosen to conquer the Trial slowly, savoring the ambiance of an old era, but...
The regular process for getting through the Trial would take too long.
He was facing the threat of the Jackal Wolf Overlord.
A great battle could erupt outside Wolf Head Mountain at any mont.
He did not have the luxury of ti to conquer slowly.
He had no choice.
He was compelled to...break the rules and push through everything.
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