At this moment, countless Otherworldly Prodigies were staring at the Stonekin genius who had created a miracle.
What he had done, and what he had said, struck a powerful chord deep within the hearts of the prodigies on his side.
If fate refuses to give us a choice, then we will fight until we beat fate itself!
Weakness, perhaps, is nothing more than an excuse one makes for one's own failure.
As long as one is willing to risk everything, even the strongest opponent is not impossible to defeat.
Ever since Heavenscar opened, the Holy Faction had never once won.
The reason was simple: the prodigies from the great races and great worlds of the Endless Starfield had all banded together.
Meanwhile, those born into lesser races had no choice at all. They could only join the Holy Faction, the side that was doomed to lose.
They were not like the powerhouses of the great races.
