The central battlefield had not yet been breached by any Abyssal Devil Race forces.
"Hey, Little Black, are we going out or not? The Second-generation Wizard King didn't give us any specific orders. He just told all True Spirit Overlords to guard Eternal Sky City and act according to circumstances. What's that supposed to mean?"
At the edge of Eternal Sky City, Little Emperor and Demon Doll—two inconspicuous little fellows—looked out over the vast battlefield. They were still treating it like a game, like children who would never grow up.
Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom...
Explosions rang out without end: the spreading blasts of all kinds of bombs, the energy shockwaves of countless weapons, the spacetime upheavals caused by strange ability-users, the eruptions of True Spirit Wizards' energy... it was a dazzling chaos.
Yet from Eternal Sky City's macroscopic perspective, across the immense expanse of void, tens of billions—or perhaps even more, too many to count—Abyssal Demon Dragons and Abyssal Demonic Beasts were closing in from every direction. Space Fortresses served as points, while countless Demon-Hunting Wizard Legions formed the surface of a colossal defensive network. Together, they created Eternal Sky City's protective shield, safeguarding the city.
Crack! Crack! Crack...
Eternal Sky City was changing almost constantly. Energy secondary cannons slowly rose from the surface of its iron skin, enormous metal barrels extending outward. As its internal structures continuously optimized and shifted, this Metal Continent increasingly resembled a human body. Once its limbs had separated out, it gradually rose from its curled posture, as though standing up.
"Old Metal is miles behind Green. Tch, since no one assigned us a specific area anyway, let's just stay here and guard this place for fun."
As Demon Doll replied indifferently, the earth beneath their feet began to rise amid heavy rumbles and