Goods from Catachan (extra-long chapter-please subscribe)

BOOM!!!!

As two enormous, island-sized blocks of iron collided in the void with a deafening crash, the two armies assembled atop them immediately charged, hurtling toward each other with lightning speed and plunging into a frenzied, all-consuming slaughter along the point of contact. Countless soldiers fell almost every second.

From higher up and farther away, one could even see thousands upon thousands of other iron blocks, ranging from small islands to entire continents, colliding throughout this world steeped in iron and blood.

On almost every colossal iron block involved in a collision, vast armies belonging to at least three or four factions waged endless war, day and night.

Occasionally, an avatar sent down by one god could be seen fighting an avatar of a rival god in a battle that threatened to tear heaven and earth apart.

Whenever that happened, it usually meant that the vast, hard iron block beneath their feet, as large as an island or continent, would instantly shatter—or simply become a mass of scorching, burning molten iron.

There was no need to ask. This was Acheron, the place that embodied strife more than any other of the Outer Planes.

Its name alone made it clear: whether they were gods who had settled on this plane and established their own realms or souls reborn here after death, every last one of them was a lunatic with a mad love of battle and war.

Its overall alignment ranged from lawful evil to lawful neutral, quite different from the Yugoloth-ruled Phlegethos, whose overall alignment was neutral evil.

Beyond that, Acheron was the second-greatest brutal battlefield after the Blood War between demons and devils, endlessly consuming billions upon billions of lives and souls.

However, its eternal wars did not involve the conflict between order and chaos or the struggle over