As one side fell, the other rose.
Casualties among the 100,000-strong human garrison began to dwindle.
Meanwhile, the casualties among the ten thousand-plus trapped soldiers of the Alien Race Alliance Army were skyrocketing. At this rate, it would only be a matter of time before they were completely wiped out.
This made the eyes of the nearly one hundred high-tier alien leaders who had rushed in as reinforcements turn red with fury.
The brutal deaths of their comrades in the Allied Army grated on their nerves.
They grew frantic. Their attacks became fiercer as they desperately threw themselves at the gene-soldiers.
But in truth, the more frantic they became, the more thoroughly the gene-soldiers suppressed them.
Gashes began to appear all over their bodies.
The blue Electric Sabers carved deep gouges into the ice-covered ground. Blood sprayed through the air, the crimson mist growing thicker by the second.
Finally, one of the high-tier aliens collapsed.
