Seven Absolutes of Death, Seventh Absolute (Part 2)

And with enough powerful warriors lost—or at least with no reinforcements—the Southeast Fortress and Myriad Beast Pass would have no way to withstand the attacks of his two armies.

It could even be said that Samikina had not made a mistake. Though selfish, from the perspective of the overall assault tactics, as long as they broke into the Southeast Fortress in one stroke, then all problems would cease to be problems.

Whether it was the Demon God Emperor or the Undead Demon God, their greatest mistake had been estimating everything entirely according to humanity's original strength. They had overlooked humanity's true foundation, and they knew even less of the Eternal Heroes' emergence. In a sense, this could not really be called a mistake. After all, who could have foreseen such a situation? Yet because of this, the tide of battle had completely changed, and the Devil Race's absolute advantage gradually began to decline.

The humans of the Southeast Fortress celebrated, while the Devil Race army rested in low spirits. This should have been a fairly peaceful night for both sides.

But an unsettling scene quietly emerged.

At some unknown point, the tall tower before the Southeast Fortress had vanished. Though the Devil Race had noticed this, they had not paid it much attention. Once Cai'er had finished healing, she would surely return to the Southeast Fortress to rest.

Night blanketed the land. Perhaps because there had been too much slaughter, the starlight and moonlight were especially dim tonight. Dark clouds gradually gathered, fine rain drifted down, and a light rain began to fall.

However, the Devil Race had always possessed strong physical resistance. Even when it began to rain, those Devils sleeping outside showed no signs of waking. They were simply too exhausted. Even the dozen or so Demon Gods