The Western Territory had been developing at an astonishing pace, with all sorts of epoch-making cutting-edge weapons emerging one after another. To civilizations beyond the angels, this was undoubtedly an enormous threat.
There were quite a few civilizations in the universe that had entered the Gene Era, all of them hegemonic powers in their own right. Originally, the various civilizations had checked and restrained one another, progressing together. Even if some developed faster or slower than others, the gap had never been too great.
Now, the Angel Civilization had directly shattered that balance and faintly reached a point where it could look down upon the world. How could those major civilizations, long accustomed to being overlords, be willing to remain beneath others?
Thus, over these five hundred years, their joint campaigns against the Angel Civilization had occurred from time to time.
However, the Sixth Army stationed in the Angel Civilization's Western Territory was truly a tough bone to chew. If they confronted them head-on, they might not even know how they died. Left with no choice, those civilizations could only turn their attention to the angels' other border regions. After all, it was better to pick the softest persimmon to squeeze.
Northern Territory of the Angel Civilization
The one stationed here now was the Angel Fifth Army, though this Fifth Army had been established later.
Ever since the Isaac Civilization's joint campaign with Horton and the others had ended in failure five hundred years ago, it had remained quiet for three hundred years. But after those three centuries, their technology underwent another revolution, and they began stirring once more.
They did not dare go to the west no matter what, but the north was their main battlefield. Fighting at their doorstep, together with the major forces that had come