With the Arsenal's ability to churn out unlimited troops, their all-out supply of resources kept mechanical Battle Soldiers rolling off the production lines, allowing them to rapidly expand their territory.
Before long, however, the fighting in the west reached a stalemate.
Even the Ghoul Clan halted its advance.
An immensely powerful empire stood in their path.
"We are the Abyss Nether Race, a subordinate race of the Abyss Empire's Giant Mouth Clan. You have invaded our territory. Since this is your first offense, retreat at once, or our Abyss Nether Race will wage all-out war against you."
This was terrible news. A still more formidable world had finally appeared ahead of them.
What was more, this world actually had ties to the Abyss Empire's Giant Mouth Clan.
Whether their claims were true or false, anyone with ties to the Abyss Empire was bound to be immensely powerful.
Although the Primordial World had never made contact with the races of the Great Void, the Demon Emperor judged that the powerful worlds within the Great Void must include the Angel Race and the Abyss Race, as well as the Dark God Clan. These were all powerful racial worlds already known to them.
They absolutely could not afford to offend them.
The Demon Emperor chose to withdraw his troops, furling his banners and silencing his drums.
The Ghoul Clan seemed to know the Abyss Nether Race's strength as well. Despite its limited intelligence, even the Ghoul Clan was unwilling to offend them.
This made the Demon Emperor even more wary.
Clearly, the Many-Head King and the Abyss King had run into the same trouble.
The Alliance's second expanded council meeting was convened.
The Demon Emperor and the other two told everyone about their circumstances.
Enge, Meloki, and the others sighed softly. "It looks