Peace could not buy peace.
Tranquility and prosperity had to be won at the price of blood and fire. As long as living beings possessed greed and desire, war would never vanish; it would always exist. There was no escaping it, no hiding from it, whether it took shape or remained unseen.
Beneath the dim heavens, the battered steel warships had their formations extinguished one after another. Fragments constantly fell from their many ruptures, while the bone-chilling roar of twisting, snapping steel thundered through the air. Billowing black smoke trailed behind as they plunged crookedly toward the Devil Race army...
The towering, ferocious Demonic Beasts raised their heads and roared at the warships.
The mountain-sized hulls made it impossible for many flying Demonic Beasts to evade. Wailing, they were engulfed and dragged down beneath them. The prows appeared slow, yet struck the ground with terrifying speed, shaking the earth and shoving up waves of dirt before them.
Before the massive warships, the vicious towering Demonic Beasts were like ants—crushed, ground to pulp. Great swathes of Demonic Beasts fled in a panicked crush, yet still could not escape the crushing weight of those enormous shadows.
When the dust settled, the long Golden Heavy Shield Wall advanced past the wrecked warships.
Ferocious Demonic Beasts roared as they charged the formation.
They sprinted forward and slammed into the Golden Shield Wall, making the shield soldiers sway only slightly.
The Demonic Beasts that struck the shield wall, meanwhile, fell silent forever.
Then the shield wall began trembling everywhere. Even with long spears thrust through the gaps, they could not stop the Demonic Beasts' madness. The formation moved forward with agonizing slowness, step by step, intending to divide, encircle, and annihilate part of the Devil Race army. It was a classic Heavenly Army Tactic; unity