The slaughter continued day and night. High-level combatants kept falling. In a life-or-death struggle between worlds and races, there was no luck, and no one could truly stay out of it.
"...Another one has fallen?"
A black meteor fell from the sky, and Lu PingAn sensed the end of a god.
The war had long since extended beyond the mortals on the ground.
Demigods had their own deadly battles, while gods had their own places of final combat in the skies and other realms.
The Earth Gods were also intervening in the battlefield. If one only watched the news reports, it would seem as though They had done nothing, but someone like Lu PingAn could see that this "intervention" was the more important battlefield.
Without Them, they would likely have been crushed already.
The enemy gods were exceptionally active.
From time to time, "divine creatures" emerged from the Plane Gate on the other side.
Whether incarnations, descended Holy Sons, avatars, or Main Bodies, they generally did not survive for long before falling once more.
But such beings were themselves a form of "World's Logic." As their existence disintegrated, their essence began eroding this world, which was hostile to them.
They were rewriting the "rules" of this battlefield. The floating regions, the highly humid areas like oceans on land, and the ever-hovering columns of water all became home ground and fortresses for the sea clans.
At the same time, many High-Level Professionals from other realms saw a clear and dramatic increase in their combat power.
Those foreign gods had likely not bestowed Divine Grace as the Earth Gods had. That was too extravagant for them. This was merely the suppression of the human side and enhancement of their own forces after the area had been completely transformed into an otherworldly domain.