Most importantly, to obtain a new Five-Star Battle World, they had stripped people of even the right to be slaves. They selected only those they deemed promising as slaves. Their wickedness knew no bounds.
This was also why so many Four-Star Worlds had united.
Since they were not even qualified to be slaves anymore, why should they keep bowing and scraping? They might as well fight them to the death.
The heir, too, was swept up in the sorrow. Had they not also been the ones suffering oppression? Only they themselves knew.
How many of their compatriots had died along the way?
When they reached the Giant Hills, the Barbarian Emperor Ancient Clan and countless Slave Worlds were already there, sleeping with their weapons at the ready.
The Barbarian Emperor coldly watched this force marching to its death.
"Kill them. Wipe them out."
At the Barbarian Emperor's command, over a hundred Slave Worlds, both Three-Star and Four-Star, charged straight at the World Alliance.
The disparity between the two sides was so vast that there was simply no comparison.
Even so, wiping out these dozen or so Four-Star Worlds would not be easy.
They had come prepared to die, and their resolve was unyielding.
Watching this, the Barbarian Emperor immediately realized that these were their death throes.
"Hmph, that will do. Summon the slave elites. Gather everyone in the Great Accomplishment Realm and follow me to the Sacred Light World. Today, we wipe out the Sacred Light Clan."
Under the Barbarian Emperor's leadership, an elite force headed toward the Sacred Light World.
At the edge of the Giant Hills.
The Demon Emperor and the others watched the scene in shock.
Only now did they truly understand what a World War was!
Here, those in the Great Accomplishment Realm were like fireflies,