Abyss Shilin's voice came from all directions. "I'm here to remind you to withdraw your troops."
The scene fell silent for several seconds before I spoke with a mixture of laughter and exasperation. "You think we'll withdraw just because you say so? Why are you talking without any context?"
"Do you really think you can conquer the entire Abyss Zone this time?" Abyss Shilin merely raised the question calmly. "The God Race's advance has already slowed down. How much farther can you keep advancing?"
Abyss Shilin's words left both Sandora and me silent. We had discussed this issue before.
Could this expedition wipe out the entire Abyss Zone?
When we first discussed launching a joint offensive with the God Race, I had been extremely optimistic. I felt that this unprecedented military operation might really have a chance to clear out the entire Abyss Zone. But once the war truly began, things did not seem to be going as smoothly as we had imagined. The God Race had fewer troops available than expected, while the resistance within the Abyss Zone was unexpectedly fierce. More importantly, the Fallen Apostles' internal split differed from what we had anticipated. They had indeed fallen into civil war as we expected, but the civil war had not drained much of their strength. The Fallen Apostles had split into the New Army and the Old Army, seemingly in complete opposition, yet according to those logs, the split appeared to have been carried out according to a plan. The two factions had merely used limited military clashes to determine control of the Abyss Zone, rather than directly exhausting themselves to ruin. Now, Abyss Shilin's appearance before us proved something else: the Old Army had not perished. They had merely retreated into a corner.
The Fallen Apostles' foundations were