1866. Perspective

Victory could be in sight, but that didn't matter. The strongest ally had appeared, but Noah didn't care. He didn't mind getting help nor receiving benefits from powerful existences. Still, obtaining that army would put his very journey at risk, and he couldn't allow it.

"Why?" The orange mineral asked in shock. "We are giving you the chance to end it all. Your defiant influence, this army, and our knowledge together can remove Heaven and Earth's rule once and for all. You can achieve the victory that the world needs."

"Who cares?" Noah shrugged his shoulders. "I'm no savior. Why would I even answer the world's call for help?"

"But!" The orange mineral exclaimed. "You can achieve greatness with a single decision. It's not about saving. It's about removing the last hurdle!"