"Interesting," I couldn't imagine what went out there to make all the warriors they sent not be able to secure a base in that world.
Was that world this vast? Enough to such hundreds of millions of warriors without being able to do a thing there? Or was the enemy this terrifying, killing tons of my forces at a fast pace?
"You should be careful out there," Lily said, in one of the rare moments of her showing such worry on her face, "the enemies there are quite strong!"
"They are just like what we met before, right?"
"No, they got weirdly stronger out there," Toramos said something weird. And I couldn't help but think of one crazy possibility.
'They are not that desperate for blessing to support their enemies, the ones who were killing and leading their world into the depths of the abyss, right?'
This was such a scary and crazy thought, but if that race dealt with blessings like food and water, like air to us, then it would make sense.