Even if the soul is restored, it will permanently lower intelligence by one point.
The number of usable generals under my command is already limited. If General Sethstein is completely ruined, it would be difficult to find a suitable replacement in the short term.
It's easy to obtain thousands of troops, but hard to find a capable general—this predicament has reached an extreme in the Plains of Bone.
"My King, your wisdom is indeed beyond my consideration... My King, quickly look, what is that..." General Sethstein exclaimed as he pointed at the skeleton sand table.
As they spoke, a surge of fiery red power surged in from the east.
Even though this force was also red, they definitely would not confuse it with the slaughterous blood hue of the Defilers. Even through the skeleton sand table, they seem to clearly feel the aura that burns everything.
