After a week of high-intensity fighting, even the Five Wilds Demon God was utterly exhausted. He had grown numb to Lu Yang bringing his subordinates into battle as well.
The True Lightning Demon God was in much the same state. Though he had not been killed, his body was covered in wounds. He had fought the Light Command King and the Holy Origin Celestial dozens of times, every battle pushing him to his limits. Both sides had reached their breaking point.
"It would be good if your people could launch a surprise attack from behind. They could provide some support," the True Lightning Demon God said.
Over the past week, both sides had lost more than 800,000 troops. Of those, more than 500,000 Ancient God Kings had fallen on each side, along with over 300,000 Demon Gods and Celestials each.
No one had expected the war to reach this point. An even greater problem was that neither side could recover the bodies of the Celestials, Demon Gods, and Ancient God Kings who had died in the middle of the battlefield. Unless they died within their own positions, anyone attempting to retrieve a corpse would suffer a fierce attack from the other side. They could not even pull the bodies back with divine power.
The Light Command King led the remaining 400,000-plus Chaos Beasts in watching over the battlefield. Anyone who tried to seize a corpse would be attacked by them.
Both sides could only watch helplessly as the corpses gradually sank into the ground, slowly triggering another surge of fury from the Elemental River.
This was why the Chaos Beast Race dared to fight so desperately. But the price was that they, too, had been pushed to the brink of exhaustion. They had to fight every day, and after each