"Seeking death!"
In the battle-shrouded Holy City, the Light Ancestor gazed at the fast-approaching enemy, a cold smirk playing on his lips. He showed no worry, as if victory was in his grasp. What else did he have up his sleeve?
This story began with the ten Divine Armies. They were, more or less, the oldest forces in the Divine Court, having existed since the founding of the nation and enduring to this day. Unlike other armies, the ten Divine Armies had always adhered to ancient training methods, possessing a unique heritage.
"Set the Formation!"
The Light Ancestor spread his arms wide. Dazzling light emanated from his ten fingers, which were covered in profound patterns. If a skilled Array Master were present, they would notice that these patterns were incomplete Formation runes. Once these Formation runes were combined, a terrifying force would be unleashed.
"Light Formation, Dark Light Formation, in position!"
"Light Formation, Radiant Light Formation, in position!"
