Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...
Rank upon rank of mechanical puppet legions released remote energy shockwaves in perfect unison, their fire sweeping across the void as they competed with the distant enemy in suppressive firepower.
Neither side yielded an inch. In a world of matter and energy, such a clash would inevitably have unleashed earth-shattering explosions, overturning the very contours of continents. Yet in the vast, boundless void, the blasts merely pierced layer after layer of metal wreckage being gradually erased by the power of the void, inflicting limited damage upon the scattered metal robot army.
The low-grade Liquid Metal Terminators fell somewhere between Rank Three and Rank Four creatures. Liquid metal possessed extraordinarily powerful memory-recovery abilities, making them equivalent to undying bodies and exceptionally troublesome to deal with. It was precisely because of this that Green's summoned metal robot legion had gradually gained the upper hand through prolonged attrition.
Several days passed.
Endless metal wreckage remained in the void, while the nimble and agile metal robot army continued advancing toward the other side of the void.
To low-grade creatures, this was a world war of life-and-death struggles. Yet in the eyes of higher beings, it was no more than a game piece that influenced the balance of their standoff—merely one link in a chain of campaigns.
A few hundred hourglass units were enough for low-grade creatures to face thousands upon thousands of life-and-death struggles. But for True Spirit Overlords with the life-depth of an Omnipotent Soul, it was merely a single exchange—though the price was the loss of legions numbering in the millions, even tens of millions.
"Jie jie jie jie jie jie..."
Green's phantom sneered.
In this game, the war between little toy pieces—his side had clearly seized every advantage in their first