"Soul Bound troops," Ren whispered to himself, a faint, clinical note in his voice. "No fear of death. No preservation instinct. Just absolute madness."
Because every creature bound to Jack Kaiser, from Pho to the Dark Elf Commander, down to the lowest foot soldier, was tied directly to Jack's eternal soul-bond network.
They couldn't die. If a Disaster-class sentinel drove a halberd through the commander's chest or obliterated Pho's skull, their physical forms would simply dissolve into dark mana and regenerate back into existence seconds later, fully healed and ready to kill again.
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They weren't an army; they were an immortal, regenerating nightmare.
A living nightmare for any person to deal with, let alone a whole country.
Yet the scariest thing about Jack isn't his ability. It was his mindset.
