The war in the Underworld Star Region had become a chaotic mess.
At the beginning, the Orc God Kampas had been on the frontal battlefield, leading the Wizard World army in a fierce assault against the Galente Federation legions.
But later on, as the Orc Legion fought on, it somehow ended up deep within the Underworld Star Region, where it successfully joined forces with Blood River Grand Warlord Nair Wen Yinke...
The Orc God Kampas had never intended to push this deep in the first place.
But now that it had come here, leaving again was somewhat difficult.
Mixed Federation fleets surrounded them from all directions.
In truth, by this point in the war, the Galente Federation legions were even more chaotic!
It was only by relying on the powerful computational processing capabilities of their warships and mechs, along with the military's hierarchy-based command system where the highest rank gave the orders, that the Federation legions barely managed to maintain fleet formations across the various local battlefields.
It was no easy task for the Wizard Civilization army to completely grind them to dust and annihilate them.
Over the past several hundred years, the Galente Federation legions had even organized dozens of countercharges at medium scale or above.
Several large-scale decisive battles had also taken place.
Not only had two Federation Dominator-Class War Fleet groups been struck from the rolls, but it was said that on the Wizard Civilization's side, Dominator-class Beings had also been forced to leave the battlefield early due to excessively severe injuries.
"This time, the Galente Federation legions truly look like they're making a last stand with their backs to the river. Let's hope we can hold out." The Orc God Kampas gazed at the three points of light gradually lighting up beyond the horizon and spoke