Anthony remained on the deck of his airship; he didn't move. He simply folded his hands across his chest as he watched the scene with a smile across his face. He was happy that the four Above disciples had gotten over their fear and decided to take the stage, and at this very moment, each of them shone with absolute brilliance.
After today, after this battlefield, the entire Hellinder Realm would come to know their names.
'Is this how various masters feel when they watch their disciples grow stronger and stronger?'
He thought to himself as he stood with a smile on his face.
'No wonder they love taking in only geniuses,' he mused.
But although the Above disciples and Chaos Betroth were going rampant at this moment, it wouldn't be the case forever. The numbers were against them; they couldn't win against thousands, let alone millions. But Anthony wasn't bothered. That was what the personal Shadow Soldier bodyguard he had assigned was for: to ensure each of them came back alive.
