Lin Sheng went back to his place, and while he had no particular urge to save the world, seeing the place he lived in descending into such chaos irked him somewhat.
He dared not summon the Palatinate that he had taken so much effort to kill, but seeing the encroaching Blacktide before him, Lin Sheng knew that the incursion was real.
Now, there was only one Palatinate among the Holy Sanctum Templars, and that was the Night Lord.
With only a single Palatinate, the capabilities of the Holy Sanctum were minuscule compared to the various organizations and families across the Darksider realm.
"Perhaps, I could try to resolve this problem myself."
As he got back to the basement of the manor, Lin Sheng started to go through the largest about of knowledge he had gathered.
The elementary otherworld summoning was the biggest crutch he depended on to summon his underlings.