He Chendong's expression made Qin Shaofeng frown slightly.
Such a high mortality rate... it seemed I had underestimated the cruelty of this battlefield.
And this was only the ordinary situation, not a true final showdown. Once the final battle arrived, the brutal death rate would likely be even more horrifying.
Just as Qin Shaofeng had thought, the true brutality lay in the final stage's great decisive battle.
"Although a death rate exceeding ninety percent is indeed terrifying, what truly lets people experience utter cruelty is the final moment of the Ten Thousand Races Hegemony!"
He Chendong sighed with emotion and said, "As far as I know, at the final moment of every Ten Thousand Races Hegemony, there will be large-scale racial warfare. No matter which side it is, they will make their final struggle—or... their final desperate resistance!"
"At that time, vast armies of countless races will clash, and innumerable experts will fight to the death. Even Imperial Realm and Nirvana Realm experts can perish from a single moment of carelessness. Even supreme beings such as Dominators suddenly falling would not be anything strange."
"And under such circumstances, the mortality rate is what can truly be called horrifying, truly cruel. Perhaps only one person out of a thousand can survive. It is a genuinely terrifying racial war!"
He Chendong's words once again showed Qin Shaofeng and the others present just how cruel the Ten Thousand Races Hegemony was. Everyone's expressions became somewhat grave.
Seeing that their expressions were off, He Chendong laughed heartily. "Haha, look how scared you are. Don't worry. That kind of large-scale racial war cannot erupt just whenever it wants, because no race can withstand such consumption. It will only appear at the final moment!"
"Besides, judging by the current state of the war, there are still