A Lull in the War

Richard did not know what the Mayfly King had guessed, but adhering to the principle of never losing face even in defeat, he said blandly, "Enough to kill you."

The Mayfly King did not refute him. Instead, a terrifying pressure rose from its body.

"Wizard, too much confidence can cause problems. Though not enough Mayflies have been sacrificed in this world, there are enough."

Richard narrowed his eyes as the Dimensional Power of the World of Gods within him began to stir. The moment the Mayfly King invoked the Mayfly Contribution Rule, he would summon Ulysses over.

Yet after speaking, the Mayfly King's pressure did not continue to rise. Instead, it ebbed away like a receding tide.

"But I do not intend to fight you to the death here. To die in such a worthless world—even one who sought death would die unwillingly. I do not think you are willing to fight someone to the death in such a worthless world either."

Richard looked at the Mayfly King, a teasing smile appearing on his savage face covered in bone plates.

The Wilderness World truly was a worthless world. It was neither a Hub World, nor did it possess many resources, much less any rare resources or special environments.

It was an utterly ordinary small world. Whether it fell under their control or not was irrelevant to both civilizations.

The Mayfly King felt it was not worth fighting to the death over such a world, while Richard felt it was even less worthwhile.

"Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals," Richard said slowly.

The Mayfly King's antennae twitched slightly, and a faint, relaxed chirp came from its mouthparts.

"Fine. Soldiers against soldiers, generals against generals."

With that, the two enormous figures vanished from the sky at the same time, leaving behind only