The deadlock instantly transformed into a large-scale bloodbath.
No one had expected this—not Saine, nor the Dark Alliance gods on this God's Battlefield.
Thinking about it carefully, it seemed these Dark Alliance gods had arrived first?
The Purgatory demons came charging in with overwhelming force. Seeing more than a dozen Demon Kings pouncing in unison, the God of Storms, who had been wreaking havoc across the battlefield, thought for a moment before ultimately taking half a step back.
He had no choice but to retreat. Who knew whether these Purgatory demons might conveniently start a fight with the Dark Alliance gods as well?
Being classified under the "chaotic" camp itself meant that demons had no allies in any absolute sense.
In this world, aside from the demon race itself, gods from every other camp could be considered their enemies.
Though in recent years, some gods within the Dark Alliance had indeed grown rather close to the demons.
As the Storm God Iso retreated of his own accord, the other two Mid-Rank Gods of the Dark Alliance naturally had to follow him away.
The God of Hunting, Mara, glared viciously at the Goddess of Joy in the center of the battlefield below. Even now, he had not abandoned his intention of hunting her down, but the pressure brought by the demons forced him to temporarily shelve that thought.
The God of Suffering, Hall, was the most straightforward of them all. At least the Storm God Iso and the God of Hunting, Mara, had yet to give up completely and still clung to certain fantasies.
But the God of Suffering, Hall, flew straight toward the southwestern horizon.
It seemed Hall shared the same thoughts as Mystra, the Goddess of Magic. Neither wished to remain in this War Mire any longer.
Saine did