Chapter Eighty-Five
Without hesitation, Crow opened the system shop and navigated to the Special Recruitment section.
Rows of shimmering purchase options appeared, but he had already made his decision.
In one breath, he selected:
500 Female Human National Rank Units 1,000 Female Human S Rank Units 300 Female Human A Rank Units
Confirm.
Purchase complete.
The world momentarily shook as 1,800 new elite soldiers materialized in his Pocket Dimension.
Each woman knelt respectfully, their loyalty absolute thanks to Crow's overwhelming presence and class abilities.
System Notifications flooded in:
[You have obtained 500 Female National Rank Human Units!]
[You have obtained 1,000 Female S Rank Human Units!]
[You have obtained 300 Female A Rank Human Units!]
Each of them carried polished weapons and wore finely crafted armor, immediately taking formation without needing any orders.
Crow walked through the newly formed ranks, inspecting them calmly.
Each soldier was not only powerful but beautiful in their own unique way — a hallmark of high-tier units from the P2W shop.
Behind him, his Divine units and Heroes observed quietly.
Lilith and Nerina watched with particular interest, whispering to each other — though their eyes stayed locked on Crow at all times.
Crow spoke only two words:
"Prepare yourselves."
The 1,800 units saluted simultaneously, a thunderous echo of discipline filling the vast expanse of his Pocket Dimension.
Satisfied, Crow smirked slightly.
His army had grown yet again — and the world had no idea the storm that was coming.