Voice trembling with concern, one of the future warriors said, “General, we can't keep this up. Our army of morphlings is getting completely wiped out! This guy’s army from hell completely outnumbers ours!”

“Although we can always make more morphlings to replace the ones that die, the power expenditure is incredible. Also, even though this fragment of the Cruiser of Civilization has spatial sealing technology, which allows us to create passageways to other dimensions, who would have thought that this guy would be able to do almost the same thing? He can create passages to hell and summon fiend-devils!? What kind of energy art is that?”

General Samman snorted coldly. He wasn’t pleased at all to see his morphlings being slaughtered. He’d often used the strategy of overwhelming opponents with seas of morphlings, and had seen even the most powerful of experts flee in the face of it. But now someone was using the same tactic to keep him in check! To top it off, it was obvious that the hellish armies would completely destroy his sea...