"How's the situation?"
"Seems alright. But we'll have to wait and see for the specifics. Abyss Lord incarnations have appeared in several places, and people are dealing with them."
"Just incarnations, not their true bodies?"
"Not every Abyss Lord is brain-dead enough to jump into every hole they see. Some demigods have arrived, so the front line should be fine."
Lu PingAn set down his wineglass, deep in thought.
This was a Floating Island that had only recently been assembled, serving as the temporary command post for this battle.
Lu PingAn looked fairly energetic, but that was only because he had used Deferred Payment several times. Even for him, fighting more than ten medium-scale battles in succession over just seven days had nearly pushed him to his limit.
In a grueling war on the scale of entire planes, against an insect tide that swept away everything before it, individual strength was always limited.
Even a "nuclear warhead" could not be detonated continuously. Especially when facing rational and fearless insect swarms, Lu PingAn had already given up his wide-area destruction abilities most of the time, prioritizing safer, less costly methods of killing.
"Which one?"
"Black Lightning."
"Pfft. You should call him Anderson instead. That's an inside joke among us. Say it to his face, and you'll piss him off."
At present, this world's strongest fighters were actually seven demigods. Two were local residents: one from the Long-Hand Tribe, the other a Free Fishman. It was said that the Phosphorus People would send one over as well, but they were still on the way.
The other five were not all from the Forest Goddess Church either. More precisely, there were three big shots nominally affiliated with the Forest Goddess Church—Chief King, Mr. Liu, and Shuichi—along with two powerful outsiders who had been