On the Abyss City training grounds, Petra had begun training the newly recruited soldiers. Among the Dragonfang organization, Petra was not a big talker. However, he was absolutely the most reliable and steady warrior when it came to getting things done.

Andrew looked at the 500 soldiers taking shape on the field, all fully equipped and sharp-eyed, and he slowly nodded.

Yet, Nyx was unimpressed. "These people are all pretty weak. I could kill every single one of them."

Andrew smiled. "You can't look at it that way. Lower-level soldiers are the main attacking force in any war. Someone like you is meant to be the blade or the finishing blow. Different roles serve different purposes."

Nyx asked, "Then why don't we recruit high-level warriors and form a more powerful legion? Like the Cathedral's Vindicators. Wouldn't elite troops like that be better?"

Andrew smiled bitterly. "Do you think building a great army, especially an elite one, is that easy? Every single one of the Vindicator