As the days passed, the tide turned. The Light Realm swept over the demons in an almost crushing rout.
Though the demons were unaffected by nightfall in the Light Realm, its defenders dug in after dark. By day, they not only hunted demons but also sent out their strongest fighters to seize the opportunity and seal one Abyss passage after another.
As a result, the demons in the Light Realm were slaughtered on a massive scale, and the Abyss passages were sealed. The demon army could no longer replenish its forces, creating a virtuous cycle. The scales of victory had tipped decisively toward the Light Realm; driving the Abyss demons back to their home would only be a matter of time.
Three months later, nine out of every ten passages connecting the Abyss Realm and the Light Realm had been sealed. The remaining Abyss demons could no longer threaten the Light Realm. At last, the Light Realm could declare victory in this world-ending war!
Yet no one felt any joy at their victory.
Nearly seventy percent of the Light Realm's living beings had perished in the war. In its wake lay nothing but a ravaged landscape.
Countless cities had been reduced to rubble. Vast territories were strewn with bones and shrouded in deathly silence. No one knew how long it would take for the Light Realm to regain its former prosperity.
In the aftermath, the balance of power across the Light Realm had been overturned. The Magnolia Empire and the Sky Dragon Empire had risen with the tide, becoming the mightiest powers.
During the war, factions across the realm had rallied to these two empires. Afterward, neither empire had any rival to fear except the other.
Below them stood three lesser powers: the Beast Race, the Spirit Race, and the