Golden Transformation - Star Point Finger

Constantine was well aware that if they let Sterl casually throw Celestial Stars around based on their previous power calculations, this mission could end in a devastating victory.

Few from the Atlantic Empire would likely survive the conscious space.

Seeing the general remain calm and composed even in such an advantageous situation, and able to take David's mockery in stride, further shattered the morale of the NPCs and players of the Divine Mountain Empire.

"It's over! It seems we can't escape this time."

"David, can't you do something? Save us! Aren't you supposed to have many trump cards?"

"Even David can't do anything. A third class elite warrior can take at least four or five Celestial Stars head-on without dying. Not to mention, they can fight back!"

Despair had completely set in now.

At first, they had hoped for a miracle, but the final result left no room for any chance.

Constantine's sheer power could crush everything.