The Darkness Clan left the members who had previously watched over the Flesh-Weaving Machine behind in the clan grounds to continue protecting it.
They were exorcist shamans with guardian talents, capable of safeguarding the Flesh-Weaving Machine with relatively few people.
Sending them to the front lines would have been a waste.
The personnel who had participated in the "War of Fate" only received a brief rest before gathering once more and heading back into battle.
The clan's research and manufacturing work continued.
The Flesh-Weaving Machine was constantly being refined, while Item No. 2, Object One, and various other preparations proceeded in an orderly fashion.
Outside the clan grounds, everyone watched as a darkness-like horizon gradually spread toward them in the distance.
The Marrow Eater army facing the evil spirits wore solemn expressions.
The entire Marrow Eater force numbered around ten thousand people. Many of them were newcomers who had only recently become Marrow Eaters and were stepping onto the battlefield for the first time.
They had been assigned among the veterans' ranks, intermixed with them so that the experienced could guide the new.
Compared to the calm veteran Marrow Eaters and Marrow Eater shamans, these newcomers were clearly extremely nervous. That was only natural.
However, none of them feared battle. Everyone had long prepared themselves for death.
Since they had earned the qualification to become Marrow Eaters, they naturally possessed the necessary abilities and mental fortitude.
A quarter of an hour later.
The two armies finally met and clashed at close range!
The bizarre and terrifying evil spirit army seemed to be everywhere, in the heavens and beneath the earth, leaving the Marrow Eaters fighting with considerable restraint.
Not only did they have to face the evil spirits before them, but they also had to guard against every direction—even their