After being driven out of the Wave Legion camp, the Flame Legion rested for the night.
The next day, they immediately broke camp and set out, following the traces of Nalant's army as they began their pursuit.
Though they had inflicted over a hundred thousand casualties on the Wave Legion the night before.
In truth, the Flame Legion's own losses were no small matter either, numbering at least a hundred and forty to fifty thousand casualties.
Faced with such losses, the Flame Legion commander naturally could not endure it.
Thus, whether to complete their mission or to avenge themselves, the Flame Legion threw themselves into the chase with all their might, absolutely unwilling to let Nalant go.
"This fellow really doesn't know when to quit. He's actually chased after us again so eagerly?"
"But that's fine too. If we play one more big hand, those gods probably won't be able to stand it anymore!"
"When the time comes, they probably won't give them another chance."
Thinking this, Nalant immediately led his army toward the War Legion's camp.
He refused to believe that these gods' endurance could really be that high.
Moreover, this time, Nalant's marching speed became even faster.
Previously, in order to accommodate the Flame Legion, Nalant had deliberately slowed his advance.
But this time, he needed more time to deal with the War Legion camp, so he had to widen the distance between himself and the Flame Legion.
Apart from that, there had been some changes this time.
That was because in the latter half of the previous night, when Nalant had his subordinates make camp and rest.
Sherry's bees and Swift Hawk discovered several hundred divine legion cavalry passing around them, heading toward several other legion encampments ahead.
Clearly, these cavalrymen were likely going to report the