"Prime Minister Razputin, you will be in charge of allocating the forces and guiding them into the battlefield. I must also rely on you to guide the profession masters to Minxet, who will show them the way into their cultivation heaven."
The situation in Infinite Horizon, Atlas, and the Dark Fog's battlefield was full of changes, but Cain was sure the old man from the Nether Clan could handle that.
"I will ensure every detail is flawlessly executed," Prime Minister Razputin declared, his smile reflecting his determination, and a glint of purpose in his eyes as he clasped his hands and made a solemn vow.
While the mission might appear straightforward, Cain had entrusted him with a crucial task, a testament to the trust the young man had placed in him, a trust that held immense value for the old man from the Nether Clan.
