Wherever the gaze settled, the battle units from all three forces had vanished.
A proud smile curled the lips of Skyfire Dharma King, his expression could hardly hide his pride.
Gone was the confidence in the eyes of Skyfire Dharma King.
After three days and three nights of fierce battling.
He had lost count of how many times the local three forces had swept in.
After three days of combat, nearly a fifth of his people had perished in war, yet the war showed no signs of stopping.
It was as if the reinforcements of the three forces were endless.
Every time they were repelled, they could quickly regroup and throw new battle units into the fray.
Gazing at the high hanging waning moon, a trace of confusion flickered across the eyes of Skyfire Dharma King, but was swiftly replaced by determination.
"The peak forces of this world are indeed strong... but I will not lose, this is just the beginning."
At that moment, the ground trembled.
The gaze of Skyfire Dharma King instantly swept towards the source of the commotion.
Under the light of the Evil Moon, the ground continued to vibrate as if countless lives were stirring underneath.
Suddenly, the pitch-black fog was pierced through, and countless Insect Warriors flooded like a black tide, rapidly covering the entire plain. These Insect Warriors had significantly changed in form since their first encounter; some clad in thick shells, others wielding sharp mandibles, and mixed among them were some giant insects, merging into an impenetrable net as they advanced.
Most importantly, the Insect Warriors charging at the forefront all bore the Spiritual Patterns of Flame Spirit.
This Spiritual Pattern was all too familiar to Skyfire Dharma King.
All Insect Warriors bearing this mark possessed a strong Fire Element Resistance.
Initially just a few Insect Warriors had it, but now, as far as the eye could see, the majority were bolstered by the Flame Spirit Pattern.
This gave rise to a hypothesis in the heart of Skyfire Dharma King, but he quickly dismissed the thought, considering it pure wild speculation. How could there be such terrifying racial Talent Abilities in this world?
Looking into the distance at the Insect Tide, a hint of murderous intent surfaced in the weary eyes of Skyfire Dharma King, and he immediately issued battle commands.
The people of the clan, already prepared for battle, left the city to confront the upcoming vast army of the Insect Tide.
Skyfire Dharma King’s gaze withdrew, then he looked in the other direction.
At the end of his sight was a slowly spreading black wave, as if ink was being flung by an invisible hand, coalescing into a vast sea of Darkness, rolling forward with overwhelming noise, where countless gruesome monsters were born and then dissolved back into the black mist in a blink of an eye.
As the new round of battle orders was issued, the Skyfire Warriors at the northern gate streamed out, readying for battle.
The gaze of Skyfire Dharma King finally turned towards the southern side of Flame City.
He focused on the oncoming force.
This was the force he could least understand.
In contrast to the overt savagery and fierceness of the other two forces, as well as their nearly sky-covering approach to warfare, this force coming from the south seemed most peculiar.
Laughing and joking all the way, slapping backs and hooking arms, some were even joyfully leaping meters high as they advanced, seemingly thoroughly enjoying the sensation of weightlessness following the jumps.
His gaze swept over, apart from a small number organized into groups, the overall battle formation of the force was incredibly loose.
It gave him the impression that this force never considered the possibility of death as a result of war; this was simply a game.
Moreover, this force was the weakest of the three.
It became clear that the three forces were not allied.
When they launched an attack on Flame City, if they encountered each other after extending their battle lines, they would not hesitate to deal deadly blows, indicating all three forces were hostile towards each other.
This was the most strange aspect.
Overall, the weakest in strength, and numerically completely overwhelmed by the Insect Tide and Black Tide.
He couldn’t understand how this force managed to survive on this land without being devoured by the two other evil forces.
This question he could not answer.
However, while observing the battle, he did notice an exceedingly strange scene.
At that time, the Sacrificial Group was not yet ready to initiate the Skyfire Formation, and people fighting on all three sides showed extreme weariness; he had issued the order to retreat into the city.
He intended to draw these three forces into the city and fight them utilizing the defensive systems of Flame City.
Unexpectedly, when these three forces encountered each other inside the city, without hesitation, they fought fiercely, consuming each other, much to the surprise and delight of Skyfire Dharma King.
But during this process, it was evident that Black Tide was more willing to clash with the Insect Tide, and the Insect Tide also preferred to engage with Black Tide.
As for the other mysterious force, they were inclined to kill anyone they saw.
This was particularly strange.
The three forces were enemies of each other, the two seeming to remarkably dislike the force from the south, not wanting to entangle with them too much.
By all logic, the force from the south was the weakest of the three.
And it posed the least pressure on him compared to the other forces.
Yet, it was this seemingly fragile force that both other forces greatly feared.
Especially the Black Tide Force, they avoided confrontation wherever possible, seemingly unwilling to clash with this force at all.
This issue, Skyfire Dharma King could not comprehend.
The war had continued to this point, and he felt intense weariness in his heart.
The world’s peak forces were far stronger than he had imagined.
What was more infuriating, these three forces could always summon support from other regions, an unending supply impossible to annihilate.
Now he could only hope that the subsequent reinforcements would gradually weaken.
When that time came, he would launch a counterattack, releasing the fury accumulated over these days, bringing despair to the three forces.
As an invader, Skyfire Dharma King never anticipated starting off in such a stifling situation.
Even felt that this was not the treatment a invading force should have.
Compared to the grand ambition he had upon arrival, his pride was being challenged on this land.
In his original vision, this was merely the Skyfire Clan sweeping across multiple worlds, the prelude to becoming a terrifying calamity in the first world war.
But since arriving, the war had always unfolded on this very spot, with the reinforcements for the three forces incessantly arriving.
The first battle, which was of great significance in his eyes, turned from an invasion into a defense.
He was always defending against the assaults of the three forces near Flame City, never taking a step towards expansion and plunder.
But he believed, the repressed rage would be released at some point.
The reinforcements for the three forces would eventually run out, and they were destined to grovel at his feet, becoming the stepping stones for him and his people to plunder other worlds.
Perhaps looking back at this from the peak in the future, this would be a past worth reminiscing about.
Thinking thus, the mindset of Skyfire Dharma King shifted slightly, and once again, a smile appeared on his face.