"Is it really that exaggerated?"
"Even a major general is so formidable, what would a marshal of the three armed forces be like, and what about the true believer?"
"..."
With sound reasoning, Wrath could not refute.
Indeed, if a mere major general was already this formidable, to snatch away this path of evolution, one would need to descend in true form to be assured victory.
And quickly at that, since any further delay would make a true form's descent futile.
"Gluttony, do you have any plans?"
"A true form's descent is impossible unless we break Heaven's seal. But if it's not a true form's descent, sacrificing even a bit of intellect is meaningless."
Gluttony narrowed his eyes and said, "If we could let Heavenly Father's Court take on Prussia, that would be perfect. And angels have already arrived, moreover, tainted by Mechanized Armaments. Spread this news around, and not to say we'll win halfway, but at least we can muddle the waters."
