While the war in the Kukull Basin was in full swing, the two great alliances of humans and other races did not remain idle. Riding the momentum of the three kingdoms' great victory, they once again gathered their main forces and launched a fierce assault against the demons.
Four months later, the intensity of the South Continent battlefield had once again reached its peak. The brutal war was like a rampaging beast, mercilessly devouring the entire South Continent. Prosperous cities became ruins, mountains and rivers changed course, and the earth sank.
Countless corpses lay strewn across the fields. Flowing blood dyed vast stretches of land dark red, and the pungent stench of blood filled the air. At this point in the war, both sides were enduring enormous casualties and crushing pressure every moment. One slight misstep could bring the entire war to an end in one side's disastrous defeat.
However, compared to the races of Saint Nor Continent fighting to defend their homeland, the invading demons seemed far less resolute. Moreover, in this round of offense and defense, the demons had clearly begun to falter, with their reserves seriously insufficient.
On the two main battlefields of the Elf Empire and the Brightwind Plains, the allied forces led by the Elf Empire and the Holy Alliance had, in just a few days, advanced directly to the demons' core bases, only one step away from the permanent Spatial Rift.
As soon as this news spread, all races across the continent were greatly encouraged, their morale soaring as they began imagining the arrival of victory.
Yet just as countless forces across the continent believed the overall situation had been decided, earth-shattering bad news suddenly swept across the land.
October 15th, Despair Castle.
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