"Let me first outline the key points of this battle…"
The Hayes commander placed a magical map before everyone. Beside him stood the highest leaders of the Deathbringer, Poison Sore, and Exterminator Corps.
Behind him, at the fourth and fifth spatial channels, the Great Scientist Corps and the Mana Envoy Corps were gathering.
Countless terrifying machines and mana devices, many untested, were being transported from their maternal worlds.
"Our first task is to push back the currently fragile and shrinking frontlines?"
"Which frontline?" the leader of the Deathbringer Corps asked, frowning.
On the magical map, all Hayes lines were in retreat.
"Not one frontline—all of them!"
The commander rubbed his temples and pointed at the marks on the map.
"I know dispersing our forces will cost many soldiers, but there's no alternative. Look…"
The officer handed out a report on the pollution caused by dead demons to everyone present.
"Soldiers from hostile worlds are unlike any enemy we've faced before…"
"When their bodies die, they vanish and transform into a black substance that contaminates land, water, and air!"
"This black substance is highly toxic, and any land it contaminates eventually becomes a breeding ground for these terrifying enemies!"
"Even small enemies constantly hatch from this land. Though weak individually, their numbers are a huge problem!"
"So we cannot take risks. We must push toward the black land from all directions while enduring enemy attacks!"
"Of course, our ultimate goal stands atop these black lands."
The commander revealed images of the spatial gates within the Endless Abyss.
"We will use lethal force to seize these gates connecting to hostile worlds!"
"Once we control the gates, we can obtain the coordinates of enemy worlds and begin colonization invasions!"
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While the Hayes clan prepared for war, Chu Hao was also making preparations.
Unlike the Hayes, Chu Hao's preparations were simpler.
He first went to the Abyss Incubation Pool, adding a new "bloodline" to this special plane—a thread of demon blood from a poisonous, terrifying realm.
After receiving Chu Hao's blood, the rules of the pool instantly adapted.
Previously black-red demon cocoons cracked, replaced by green and blue cocoons.
Soon, countless small demons with strong toxin resistance would, under Chu Hao's will, be sent to the frontlines against the Hayes clan.
Though these small demons were mere cannon fodder, their importance was like instant noodles—minor reductions possible, but absence was unacceptable.
Chu Hao then returned to the bottom of the Endless Abyss, sitting on the skeletal throne.
He summoned countless black mists, merging himself within.
Moments later, black tentacles appeared rapidly from the terrifying black-red vortex, extending toward the world below!
The Abyss's strongest weapon—its core—was descending at top speed!
Above, the black star in the sky gradually materialized…
Within the black mist, Chu Hao observed the world.
Long-dormant mythic beings in the Abyss sensed his will, slowly awakening from slumber.
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At the Hayes clan's designated front 3, on a plain…
"Monsters… the soul-tormenting monsters are here!"
A Hayes soldier who had narrowly escaped demons saw them again and lost his mind.
He could never forget the despairing screams of his comrades being bitten, nor the demons' snarling laughter as they tore them apart.
He dropped his weapon, screaming, trying to flee toward the rear.
Though the demon army was still kilometers away, he ran frantically, unwilling to stay even a second.
But barely past the frontline, a heavy punch smashed his face, breaking his nose, blood gushing!
"Back to your post, soldier!"
He looked up, surprised to see a senior officer from the Poison Sore Heavy Corps, wearing a specialized mask, glaring at him.
"Pick up your weapon and return to your position!"
The officer's masked eyes showed disdain.
He looked toward the charging demon army on the plain and sneered.
"Just a bunch of…"
Crack… crack…
Dozens of scrap-like super-heavy machines were operated into position.
Their bloodstained, multi-barrel cannons slowly lifted, aiming at the distant plain.
Behind them, ammunition marked with the Poison Sore symbol was quickly loaded.
"Nothing but unintelligent, ugly monsters!"
"Fire!"
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The super-heavy machines fired, and shells struck the charging demons on the plain with precision.
Instantly, the land trembled!
Rocks, soil, and demon bodies turned to dust.
The charging demons couldn't survive such strikes.
And this was not the end.
Shrapnel dispersed, releasing radiation capable of instantly killing ten-stage beings, turning the battlefield into a life-exclusion zone—a "Poison Sore" on this planet.
The name of the Poison Sore Corps reflected their combat style perfectly.
"How long will you lie there?"
The officer kicked the dumbfounded soldier, his words drowned in the laughter of the Poison Sore troops.
"Pick up your weapon and return to your post, soldier!"
He released the soldier, looking at the now forbidden plain, and sneered.
"True war has only just begun!"