After crossing half the world in just half a day, the United Liberation Army finally caught a glimpse of the Great War.
Die!
Kill!
The war cries, the clash of weapons, and the roaring elemental energies howled through the air, reaching their ears and igniting their excitement for a grand battle.
The Primals' eyes gleamed at the sight of the massive scale of the conflict. Billions of warriors fought for supremacy, and it seemed the Liberation Army had arrived at the perfect time, just as the battle reached its peak.
The Demon Lords, including the Seven Primordial Ones, as well as the Hero Emperor, the Holy Seven Elemental Heroes, and the Dragon Emperor, were nowhere to be seen.
But Aengus could see them. They were high above, at the far end of the top sky, engaged in an intense clash. Hundreds of High Transcendentals and Demon Lords fought relentlessly, their strength pushing them to the brink, their seven orifices bleeding from the sheer intensity of the battle.
