Soon, some half-crippled Four-Star Worlds withdrew. In this merciless world, being crippled meant half the battle was already lost.
But if they could continue lying low in the Silent Forest, perhaps they would still have a chance in the future.
These Four-Star Worlds had no choice but to retreat-or rather, they could only retreat after being half-crippled.
That was the rule of the Demon River Plains. Unless they could join forces to destroy the strongest Four-Star World, they had to sacrifice half their strength to wear down their opponent's fighting power.
Wars like these on the Demon River Plains only broke out after one or two months of rest and recuperation.
But every time one broke out, it meant a large portion of the Four-Star Worlds would be severely crippled.
"They're coming. They're about to charge into the Silent Forest."
Xinghui's expression was grave. Though they had arrived late, they had still caught the first ebb of the tide.
A large portion of these retreating Four-Star Worlds would be destroyed by Three-Star Worlds joining forces. Only a few of the strongest Four-Star Worlds would be lucky enough to recuperate in the Silent Forest.
Every Three-Star World was brimming with excitement. This was a shortcut to becoming a Four-Star World.
By seizing these Four-Star Worlds' resources, they too could advance to Four-Star Worlds in the future.
Yet at the same time, it stirred fear in their hearts.
Because these Four-Star Worlds before them-
They had all heard of them before.
They had once been invincible killers among the Three-Star Worlds, advancing to Four-Star with overwhelming strength.
But so what?
The Demon River Plains were like a vast furnace.
They constantly drew in Four-Star Worlds, while constantly melting those Four-Star Worlds down.
One Four-Star World after another was tempered and smelted, ultimately