He Chendong's expression made Qin Shaofeng furrow his brow slightly.
With such a high death rate, it seemed he had greatly underestimated the brutality of this battlefield.
And this was only the usual situation, not a true decisive battle. When the decisive battle came, the horrifying death toll would be even more shocking.
Just as Qin Shaofeng had thought, the truly brutal part was the decisive battle in the final stage.
"Although a death rate of over ninety percent is indeed terrifying, what really makes you feel the full brutality is the final moment of the War of Ten Thousand Races!"
He Chendong suddenly sighed and continued, "As far as I know, the final moment of every War of Ten Thousand Races brings large-scale battles between entire races. Every side fights with everything it has—or struggles to survive!"
"When that time comes, vast armies of entire races and countless powerful fighters will clash in life-or-death battles. Even Emperor Realm and Nirvana Realm experts can die if they let their guard down. Even beings of the highest level, like sovereigns, can suddenly fall, and it wouldn't be all that surprising."
"That's when the death toll becomes truly terrifying and the fighting truly brutal. Perhaps only one person in a thousand might survive. It's a genuinely horrifying war between entire races!"
He Chendong's words once again showed Qin Shaofeng and the others just how brutal the War of Ten Thousand Races was. Everyone's faces turned grave.
Seeing their uneasy expressions, He Chendong suddenly laughed. "Haha, look how scared you all are. Don't worry. Battles on that scale don't break out just anytime. No race could withstand that kind of loss. They only happen at the very end!"
"Besides, given the current state of the war, the final decisive battle is still at