"Damn it, these Sunshine Demons are truly too powerful. Their bodies are enormous, their souls are mighty, and they are incredibly difficult to kill."
A Demigod's expression was exceedingly grim.
To the Saints of the myriad races of the heavens, these Sunshine Demons were incomparably troublesome, worthy of being called one of the Abyss's most terrifying weapons.
Their bodies were simply too immense, like stars. Even if part of their bodies was destroyed, the Sunshine Demons could swiftly recover.
Even attacking their souls was problematic, because the souls of these Sunshine Demons were unimaginably powerful and difficult to harm.
Thus, Sunshine Demons were terrifying monsters that could not be killed and possessed formidable attacks—war machines capable of turning the tide of battle.
Even with only forty-nine Demigod Sunshine Demons, they could bring them enormous trouble.
They would likely have to spend a great deal of time merely to kill these Sunshine Demons.
And even if they killed these Demigod Sunshine Demons, there were still countless Abyss Demons, not to mention the Devil Master, who was conserving his strength and eyeing them like a tiger watching its prey.
It could be said that the current situation was worse than ever before.
At this moment, the entire battlefield had been carved apart by the Sunshine Demons wreaking havoc everywhere, making it impossible for them to join forces. Every Saint could only fight alone.
"There's no time. We need to activate the contingency we planted in the Abyssal Demon Tree."
A Demigod transmitted through divine consciousness.
"So soon? The war has only just begun."
Another Demigod said in astonishment.
"The severity of matters far exceeds our imagination. The Abyss's strength is simply too great."
"Yes, especially the Devil Master. His power is far too strong. Without him, the battle would not have been