บท 1173: Waking Up To A Living Nightmare [Part 1]

Somewhere in Elysium, the Sovereign of the Divine Army looked at the countless Apostles that were currently inside cylindrical containers filled with a green liquid.

The Golden Scales in his hand glowed faintly, as the power of its Divinity seeped inside their bodies.

The hands of the scales slowly tipped to one side, signaling that the ceremony was over.

'How many must we sacrifice, for us to win this war,' the Sovereign of the Divine Army thought as he looked at the teenagers, who slept inside the containers.

They were young men and women who had made the choice to fight, knowing that what awaited them in the end was certain death.

The Sovereign sighed for the umpteenth time.

Thousands of Apostles joined the Founder of the Divine Army to fight against the war of the Abyss.

If given enough time, thousands more would follow them afterwards.