"Now is the best age!"
Only twenty-five years had passed since the Horn Plane's leap in evolution, and the Star Sea was shaken once more. Another Upper Legendary plane naturally began its own leap in evolution.
It was an obscure Twelfth Rank plane, and the denizens of the Star Sea and the Abyssal Demons rejoiced.
Without the Light Alliance as its backer, this plane would be their chance to get a seat at the table.
To the God Rank powerhouses of the Star Sea, an unclaimed Origin Plane was a prize they had to fight for.
The Abyssal Demon Gods wouldn't miss this opportunity. They would either join forces with their Star Sea allies and enter the battle, or hide in the shadows, waiting for a chance to strike.
The God Rank powerhouses of the Star Sea had their eyes on the Origin Plane, while the Abyssal Demon Gods wanted a piece of the chaos. Each side had its own goal.
Some Abyssal Demons teamed up with their Star Sea allies, reaping the souls of enemy troops through warfare.
Others were treacherous assassins who treated every combatant from the Star Sea and the Abyss as a potential target, poaching wounded Legendary and even God Rank Transcendents from both sides.
The plane hadn't even ascended yet, but the denizens of the Star Sea and the Abyssal Demons were already fighting among themselves in the Star Sea.
Medivh didn't take part in this war. No matter how rich the meat, you needed the teeth to eat it.
The Wrynn Alliance had already drawn plenty of hostility. If they dared to show up, neither the Abyssal Demons nor the denizens of the Star Sea would hesitate to weaken their forces and kill their God Rank powerhouses.
The Wrynn Alliance could enjoy peace because