[Congratulations! You got the acknowledgement of the destroyed world, Krishn]

[A portal option is now available to your profile]

[You can access that world by paying a certain price to open that portal and get there]

[The world map is now prepared and will be available for you to scan]

[The current world state information is being piled up and will be available for you in your profile]

[The world’s past main events are going to be piled up for you to access at your profile]

[The world’s will is going to issue you quests according to your actions later here in your world and there in that world. So pay more attention to your actions or else you’d get nothing in the end]

The world’s will? It was the first time to hear such a term. Well… this wouldn’t be the first to hear about something weird since I came back in time.

I opened my profile and found a big icon carrying the name of that world. When I tried to select it, a message popped up telling me it was still under preparation.

Ok, I’d just wait for it to be completed and then would see what that was all about.

As I closed my profile, I looked again at the ongoing battle up front. In fact I didn’t check over there once coming out as I was sure things would be over a long time ago.

It took me almost three hours to get this quest done. Despite this, it was an outstanding speed, but it was far from enough to save my boys.

“What is that… What’s going on here?!!!” but as I turned my sight towards the direction of the river, I was totally shocked to see that side.

Things there… They were just like the moment I left. Long and densely packed spear-like things were flying and gathering from the other side of the river, threatening to take away the life of my forces.

It seemed like not even a single second passed since I left. How could that be possible?

I recalled the part which was related to the difference in time between that world and mine. It was impressive indeed to have such a difference, enough to make me spend almost three hours there for a few seconds here.

It was amazing! But I had nothing to object to. After all this just ended up in my favour. And now? I could save my forces and start fighting back.

And now it was time to see what that shield would do. I literally risked my life for it. It would be better for it to be worth the price I paid.

I looked up and that hole created by my pillar before leaving here was gone. Instead I noticed the shield shining in bright white light as if it was exploding or something.

f*ck! Don’t tell me it was going to explode after all I did! I felt a little tense. Indeed if the shield got destroyed, then the entire problem of separating the three cities would be gone.

Yet I wasn’t expecting this. For a reason I was hoping for something grander than just a simple end.

I didn’t have anything else to do but to wait. My frontline troops were destined to get wiped out if that grant attack linked.

The only hope here would be hanged by a thread over the shoulders of that shield. If it ended up exploding, then I had to drop any hope to use these forces forever.

But it wouldn’t end up this bad. Just to be sure my losses won’t be that big, I called back most of my forces. Only the few dragons I sent to bring the leaders back were left.

In fact if this attack landed, then it was pointless to have a word with those people. They seemed to do a great job here, sustaining till now even against all these enemies from all sides.

But without the presence of their forces, what value would they still hold? Sigh! It would be a damn waste in the end if these forces ended up dying.

I had nothing else to do but wait and watch. With each passing second, the waters of the river would go up, consolidate, and form more deadly looking spears.

It wasn’t the act of a skill or magic, more like a work of a treasure. I just didn’t know how filthy rich these Hectors were. But I got a good deal from that paragon for sure.

I didn’t check my inventory yet, but it would be filled to the brim without doubt. I just hoped that a cool suit would be there. Even if it was crushed in front of my deadly attacks and chariot, that baby was already a piece of art.

*Rumble!*

Just in less than a few minutes, the world entirely shook. I looked up towards the source of this, and that shield seemed to have another change.

And with it, rows of messages popped up in front of my eyes.

[Congratulations! The new shield is about to be born]

[The ultimate Hecman shield is about to be born]

[The shield is more durable, much stronger than the usual shield]

[The shield now can stay as long as it doesn’t get destroyed]

[The shield soul is getting birthed at this moment]

[Please give a name for the baby soul of your shield]

Baby soul? What the heck did that system think of me? I wasn’t a father, and would never be one so soon at least!

“Call it… Shield!” I sucked at giving names. So don’t take it so hard my new soul.

[The name is given]

[Now you can contact your shield soul directly through your profile]

[You shield soul named Shield is saying Hi]

“Hi girl,” I didn’t know if it was a boy or a girl, but it would be better to be a girl, “I hope you can help me here.”

A message popped up and a smiley face appeared then an explosion emoji next.

“Can’t you speak yet?” I muttered while seeing the row of fists and even bombs in that screen.

What the heck did that even mean? What was she trying to say here? Was she able to do it? Or did she have toys to play with before sleeping? Damn!