Flames of War burned fiercely.
The wreckage of Mechanical Life and the corpses of Flesh and Blood Life drifted throughout deep space.
One intact planet after another, each having existed for hundreds of millions of years, was being blown up in succession because neither side wanted the other to obtain them, yet neither had the confidence to hold them.
And in certain regions.
One could vaguely see that some specialized weapons were still functioning atop those wrecks, not ceasing their operation just because their targets had died.
Those things were Metal Corrosive substances specially manufactured by the allied forces using certain techniques, designed specifically to corrode and contaminate all manner of metal constructs.
Besides serving as weapons, they could also act as specialized battlefield scavengers, clearing away the various remnants left behind by battle.
This was to prevent the wreckage of those cosmic warships and Mechanical Life forms from being collected by the God of Refined Gold for a second use, melted down and reforged, causing the enemy's numbers to grow the more they fought.
On an asteroid.
Luohu, clad in black robes, stood upon its uneven surface. After glancing around, a faintly delighted expression unconsciously appeared on his face.
"The rich scent of blood, the dense aura of death..."
"War and slaughter truly are supreme and wondrous things..."
"Simply standing here, I can feel the Slaughter Rule I command crying out in delight, while the Khorne Demon Army Bloodline within me constantly urges me to join in..."
After sighing in satisfaction twice.
He slowly turned his gaze toward a distant location.
There, amid the enormous battlefield formed by Mechanical Life and Flesh and Blood Life.
Invisible fluctuations were spreading in secret.
Through those fluctuations originating from another space, looking farther into the depths.
Luohu could clearly see a