The transcendent world was shaped like a pyramid: the higher you went, the fewer powerful beings there were.
Many of the Upper Legendary Demons attacking the Spore Plane were Abyssal Demon Lords.
Those at the top always valued their lives. Demon Lords were nothing like Demon Generals, who rushed headlong into danger. No one was forcing them to throw their lives away.
Faced with the Iron-Blood Defense of the Spore Plane, those Abyssal Demon Lords refused to join the fight as soon as they suffered even a minor injury.
There was no helping it. Twelfth-Rank Myconids and the Holy Remains Monarchs weren't afraid to die. They charged in, ready to take their enemies down with them.
The Myconids had backups. After dying, they could be revived some time later.
The Holy Remains Monarchs had a second life. After they died, Medivh would resurrect them as pure Bone Spirits.
The Abyssal Demon Lords had no desire to fight to the death. Even if they had arranged a way to come back to life, their neighbors and underlings wouldn't stand by and watch them return.
When the Demon Lords were strong, the Demon Generals were loyal servants. When their masters fell on hard times, that loyalty vanished. The Demon Generals' attitude was clear: "A true man is born between Heaven and Earth. How can he languish forever beneath another?"
Wouldn't it be wonderful to devour a weakened lord and take over?
The Myconids and Holy Remains Monarchs didn't have to worry about that. They had plenty else to think about.
The Myconids and Holy Remains Monarchs feared no death, while the Abyssal Demon Lords dared not fight to the death—or even risk serious injury.
The Abyssal Demon Lords used everyone else as a shield. If you won't fight and I won't fight,