The Void-Leviathan shrieked.
The sound was not physical; it was a devastating psychic pressure wave that bypassed the mortal army's golden holy armor.
In the Vanguard, thousands of Level 30 Royal Guards collapsed, clutching their helmets.
Their eyes rolled back as the Level 60 Gold Tier boss shredded their sanity.
[System Warning: Psychic Assault Detected!]
[Target: Allied Vanguard (Morale Critical)]
"Hold the line!" Lyra yelled, raising her silver broadsword. The Dawn Saintess poured her radiant holy mana into a massive, shimmering dome of light, trying to shield the screaming soldiers from the mental onslaught.
Lucifer didn't move to help them. He didn't draw his ruby-red longsword.
He had brought thirteen million mortals to slaughter the low-level swarms and feed his Fate Energy tax. He had brought the heavy artillery for the Leviathans.
"Dragoons," Lucifer commanded smoothly over his comms rune. "Execute."
