The allied church forces and Huo Ling were like two high-stakes gamblers at a card table.
They had shoved all their chips onto the table, intending to decide victory or defeat in a single hand.
The four avatars of gods with at least intermediate divine power did not move for the moment. Huo Ling did not move either.
They were all waiting.
The gods' methods of battle were no longer confined to the professions they had held in life. Possessing divine power, they could wield many divine spells.
These divine spells could strengthen their combat power and make their fighting methods ever more varied.
Yet no matter how varied those methods became, the vast disparity in strength was not so easily bridged.
From top to bottom, Hemel Plane lacked sufficient combat experience.
This was not an internal war within their plane, but an invasion from another plane.
Many methods of battle were things these divine avatars and clerics had never encountered.
Take demons and devils, for example—their ways of fighting were entirely unfamiliar to them.
Even dragons had once existed on ancient Hemel Plane, but they had vanished long ago, and little was known about them.
The gods could use divine power to cast divine spells, but not all the undead under Huo Ling's command were martial combatants.
Whether demon undead, dragons, dragon projections, or devil projections, they too possessed spell-like abilities.
In this regard, the gods held no great advantage either.
Ordinarily, in battle within Hemel Plane, the gods and clerics should have held the advantage of timing and terrain.
After all, this was Their plane, Their homeland.
But Huo Ling's sudden intrusion, and the unleashing of the Undead Cataclysm, allowed him to establish half a home-field advantage on this battlefield as well.
The Undead Cataclysm in the sky