"...Charge in--!"
The Nameless Man, who had lost an arm in the war, was drenched in blood as he raised his arm and shouted.
The surging masses charged recklessly into the torn-open gates of hell. The rift was enormous, splitting open from the high heavens all the way down, like a massive canyon standing between heaven and earth.
Even with the vast numbers of the Yin Soldiers, they could no longer seal it off completely.
Faced with the black hole devouring everything behind them, the will to survive caused the people on the battlefield to erupt with an exceptionally fierce desire to live.
"It can't be stopped... It's impossible to stop it."
Faced with the charge of countless people from Kunlun, the Yin Soldiers, who could only mechanically follow orders, continued to swing their weapons without the slightest change.
But the Wandering Gods couldn't. The Shackles General couldn't... and neither could the Judges!
Although the Huangquan Warships remained powerful and the Imperial Soul Weapons were formidable, once the Wandering Gods controlling them lost their morale, those mighty weapons were nothing more than weapons.
"Wandering Gods!! Ah, Wandering Gods!! It was you!! My father could clearly have lived on. What right did you have to take him away!!"
"Was it you?! Was it you who took my daughter away?!"
"Give my son back!!!"
"What did I do wrong? I never harmed anyone. I only wanted to keep my wife by my side... Why did you take her away? Why--!!"
Birth, aging, illness... death.
Death.
Death.
Death.
The butcher's blades turned toward the Wandering Gods.
The once-arrogant Wandering Gods, who made everyone yield whenever they went out and had dared to ignore the South Heaven Gate Enforcers, now turned and fled in panic, having completely lost the courage to face the people.