"You can't build a Millennial Empire through force alone." Aro tapped lightly on his lips, his brows folding into a deeper knot, as though the weight of the entire starfield sat on his mind.
He had already crafted a comprehensive defensive plan —layer upon layer— prepared specifically for the possibility that Sylas might unleash his fury upon them in Apocalypse…
Some time ago, after months of searching and negotiating through secret channels, he succeeded in acquiring a colossal and tremendously ancient array believed to date back to the legendary Abyss of Doom War, an era where entire civilizations vanished overnight. The Shadow Swords had managed to secure the relic for an astronomical 4 billion Pearls, and Aro snatched the opportunity the moment it appeared. This array wasn't just powerful—it was monstrous. It could stop a Guardian without question, restrain him, and prevent him from even stepping onto the surface of the planet.
