After hearing those words, the fog shrouding Camille's heart slowly dispersed.
He had originally felt some hesitation and confusion.
After all, all living beings were struggling in a desperate situation. He did not want to make things worse for them.
But James was not wrong.
Once they fell into the hands of the Everlight Order, there were only two outcomes: death, or a fate worse than death.
Rather than being driven to exhaust themselves in endless slaughter, it was better for everything to end here. At the very least, their wealth and possessions would not be fed to beasts for nothing.
"If you want redemption, you have to pay for it with your life."
Daniel's voice was low but clear.
"I am not a saint, nor do I intend to become one."
"If I do not seize resources, I will have no resources to grow, no resources to become stronger. Behind me stands an entire race. I have no path of retreat."
