Gbotty

There is a war on the horizon and we need you to lead the world into battle. But you are weak. Far too weak. 
So you must become strong.
Strong enough to bring the world under your banner
Strong enough to withstand the tribulation to come.
The era wars beckons... 
A war where Godkings are cannon fodder.
A war where even lords will fall
...
Apocalypse is coming.
And strong... You will become!!!
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“Let the Soul of the Universe bear witness
Let the Rules of Creation acknowledge
Let this mortal be reborn anew
Let it AWAKEN as THE CHILDE OF TIME!
LET THE TRIALS OF LAW BEGIN!!!”
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[First Trial of Time: Trial of a Soldier]
[Before you can lead an army, you must first understand what it means to be a soldier.]
[Main Objective: Reach the Limit of Mortal Coil.]
[Secondary objective: Destroy the organisation that seeks to harm your planet.]
[Reward: ***]
[Good luck Inheritors.
Good luck, Childe.]

A group of Spec Ops operators are saved from the jaws of death by the intervention of the Supreme Law of Time. However, nothing comes for free. A prices must be paid. A duty must be delivered.
Thus, began the journey to the summit of a group of soldiers who are unavertibly marked as Soldiers of the Supreme Law of Time.

Soldiers of Time.

The reason the Bravos engaged in the useless chatter before was due to the contract HI-Def Soln signed with the British government.

The Brits didn't want their contracted PMCs fighting so the lawyers incorporated a clause which introduced a punishment on the PMC whose troop started the conflict.

The Bravos were just covering the legal side. Can't be too careful after all.

Of course, the only reason they'd bother doing this in this situation was because they had the advantage.

The Bravos rose up from cover and opened fire on the mercenaries.

Not only were the Bravos better shooters than the ragtag mercenaries, their equipment were also superior. The bullets from their rifles pierced through the mercenaries cover vehicles after a few burst of shots.

The cover vehicles had become no different from paper as one mercenary dropped after another.

CH763: More Troubles