King Liuyue's Moon Guard and Their Whetstone

High above in the clouds, Lei Dong had been watching the battle from afar. He couldn't help but sigh. "King of Judgment, your Winged God Clan aren't just formidable individually. Once a battle begins, they really know how to fight to the death. And the people in the Light Domain are impressive, too. Even after being ambushed, their morale is still sky-high." Lei Dong had to admit that faith and brainwashing could be quite effective at times.

"Lei Dong, do we have to keep fighting?" King of Judgment looked deeply unhappy. It was true that the Winged God Army under King Liuyue's command was striking back with fierce determination, their morale soaring even as they faced the Alien Races' tidal wave of attacks. But every loss pained King of Judgment. They were the lifeblood of the Winged God Clan.

"Your Highness, nothing can be built without first being broken," Lei Dong said calmly. "You know there are many problems within the Winged God Clan. Because they've mythologized themselves too much, countless Winged God People believe they're heaven's favorites, the finest race in the universe. Unless we blunt their arrogance and make the Winged God Clan get back on solid ground, sooner or later, things will go badly wrong. Of course, the most important thing is that King Liuyue is under someone's control and isn't on our side. We need to batter her army and make it hurt, so we'll have room to carry out our strategy later. Don't let a few minor matters affect the bigger picture."

Minor matters? King of Judgment wanted to draw the Sword of Judgment and give him a good slash. King Liuyue had brought nearly every elite she could take with her: more than ten thousand elite Winged God Clan soldiers and seventy or eighty