The method used by Mist and Haze Demon Ancestor of the Evil Tide Civilization—freezing the surrounding space with a Time-Space Crystal Diamond and forcibly killing the Minghe Empire's Level-8 Dominators—
had seemingly become an "unsolvable" threat on the current Civilization Battlefield.
Level-8 beings were not so easily killed.
Mist and Haze Demon Ancestor was far from invincible.
But every time Mist and Haze Demon Ancestor made a move and launched a fierce assault on the Minghe Empire legions, she never acted alone.
Instead, she brought along a whole host of Evil Tide Dominators to join the ganging up.
Ever since the Seventh Pharaoh King fell, no one knew who the next unlucky victim targeted by Mist and Haze Demon Ancestor would be.
It couldn't be themselves, could it...
In any case, because Mist and Haze Demon Ancestor had descended forcefully with even more Evil Tide legions, two large starfield fronts on the Netherworld Empire Battlefield had fallen in succession within barely a hundred years.
Even the arrogant Pharaoh Kings of the Minghe Empire could not help but fear for themselves.
In terms of morale, this dealt the Minghe Empire a considerable blow.
Because in a war where they could see no hope of victory at all, they did not know what meaning there was in continuing to hold on.
Of course, the vast majority of Pharaoh Kings remained arrogant, extreme, and bloodthirsty. They did not mind perishing together with the Evil Tide Civilization.
But it could not be denied that every civilization had its weak-kneed cowards. Even in an extreme civilization like the Minghe Empire, there were those who clung to life and feared death.
By then, the difficulty of the Evil Tide Civilization's demonic infection of them would inevitably plummet in a straight line.
There probably would not be