Trion was a vast world, and because they could not use their flight ability to reach the battlefield in a timely manner, they had to slowly make their way across the planet.
It was a testament to the resourcefulness of the Angels that they were able to reach the battlefront in just two years and possessed two bodies.
With their Angelic Senses, they could detect the disturbance ahead even without using their sight, the battles being fought triggered the primal battle lust inside the blood of the Angels and Dora found herself licking her lips as she peered deeper into the Continent that was shrouded by twilight.
For the little information she could grasp using the senses of the Dominator she possessed, she saw that every battle here was intense, with multitudes of Mages, Demons, Dominators, and many other stranger powers fighting and dying every at every moment, but at least there was a semblance of reasoning that could be grasped by mortal minds.
Deeper into the battlefield was for powers that exceeded the Spirit Territory Realm, and true madness was the least of the dangers to be found there.
This road they were about to head through had been taken over by the Mages, and they had held it for the last fifty years, but with the new wave of Dominators pouring into the battlefield, they were beginning to break all the fortifications being held by the Demons and Mages, as an unchecked stream of bodies began to pile into the war. frёewebηovel.cѳm
This road would have never been considered as a route to the battlefield three years back, but now there were enough bodies to begin enclosing the entire two continents, as with each passing week, millions of Dominators were amassed and sent towards all the blockades around the continents.
The Empire had been hiding its fangs and biding its time all these while. The popular opinion for the reasons the Empire was beginning to pursue this war actively was linked to the battle at Jarkarr. Whatever had happened there must have completely angered the gods.
The full might of the Empire was unleashed and the result shook the entire galaxy.
The overall strategy of the Generals was to completely encircle the two continents and then begin to shrink inwards, mopping all resistance along the way.
Weaker Dominators were to be sent into the meat grinder in their hundreds of millions or even billions, until the way forward was clear for the true powerhouses to battle deeper into the continent.
"Are we ready to move?" Micah called out to the Dominators behind him.
The three hundred and thirty Dominators nodded their agreement to their leader, who brought a long whistle to his lips and blew out a long call.
All around the Dominators, numerous growls from invisible beasts began arising, they all looked around in confusion before noticing an army of wolfish beasts walking on two legs numbering in their hundreds appeared around them. The massive beasts seemed to grin at the Dominators before vanishing from sight.
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