Robin Burton is a young man who grow with everything anyone can hope for, immense talent for cultivation, sharp mind, a wealthy family that will stop at nothing to protect and nurture him. He had everything except the willingness to take them. "Why would I take the same route as my ancestors ? why should I become stronger? to beat this and compete with that..?! THAT IS NOT WHAT I WAS BORN FOR!!" Robin didn't want to compete with young masters, so he made an army and started invading planets.
"My lord, I believe it's time for us to request reinforcements. We can't delay any longer," The Shadow Sword remarked in a calm tone.
This wasn't just any Shadow Sword— It was a Level 43 Dark Emperor leading the miniature Shadow Sword system stationed on Planet R1. It was safe to say that he knew everything happening on the battlefield, perhaps even more than Alexander himself.
Alexander's stern expression slowly shifted into a sarcastic smile. "I understand that Shadow Swords have to work hard during the war— for reconnaissance, point calculations, delivering reports, and even direct involvement in battles. I know you're exhausted, but has your fatigue robbed you of your common sense to this extent?"