A beautiful elf slowly walked across the battlefield, not caring about her dress being further stained by the blood of her enemies.

The Giant Skeleton Queen behind her had just finished killing a Demonic Demigod, whose body crashed several meters away from her Master.

Walking beside Hereswith was a beautiful blonde boy with blue eyes, carrying a staff.

He looked like an angel, but his heart was of the devil. This was one of his terrifying traits, and only those who knew of his true identity would be able to see through his innocent charms.

His gaze was enough to make the Abyssal Creatures in front of him feel sleepy and unable to fight properly.

Because of this, they were mercilessly killed by the Elven Defenders, who were protecting the High-Elven Kingdom of Espoir Frieden.

A Black Coffin materialized beside the fallen Demonic Demigod and devoured it. A moment later, it disappeared and reappeared somewhere else on the battlefield to devour another Demigod who had also died in Hereswith’s hands.

The Blonde Boy chuckled when he saw Blackfire’s antics. His laughter echoed across the battlefield, making the movement of the Abyssal Monsters sluggish, lowering their effectiveness in battle.

This angelic boy was none other than one of the Seven Stars of Calamity, Jasy Jatere.

He was a Peak-Calamity Ranked Monster. However, once he unsealed his Divinity, he would step into the Demigod Rank in a heartbeat.

Jasy Jatere was more of a support-type character, but this was what made him very scary.

Anyone below the Demigod Rank was helpless against him. His mere presence on the battlefield would already weaken his foes, making them unable to fight at their peak potential.

If he looked at them or even laughed, they would feel drowsy, with some of them instantly falling asleep due to his powerful ability.

Hereswith reaped the lives of her enemies as if she were merely cutting grass.

Her Skeleton Queen killed alongside her, quickly decimating the Abyssal Forces that appeared in their territory.

‘The High-Elves of this world are much stronger compared to the last time we invaded,’ one of the Demigods, who had decided to distance himself from Hereswith, thought. ‘This is bad. I need to escape or else, I’ll die alongside these fools.’

After realizing that there was no hope of winning, the Demigod retreated in haste, not even sparing a glance behind him.

Their target was the World Tree.

Once it was destroyed, the land around it would slowly wither and die.

Not only that, the entirety of the Elven Race in Elysium would also lose their longevity and die like ordinary humans. Their strength would also decrease.

In the long run, the death of the World Tree would also affect the rest of the world. This was why the Abyssal Creatures were targeting it specifically.

Unfortunately, the Elven Defenders now had Hereswith.

With her around, as well as her Skeleton Queen and Jasy Jetere, it would take a sizable force before they could break past their defenses.

‘The battle is almost over,’ Hereswith thought as she scanned her surroundings. ‘Some Demigods escaped, but that’s fine. We can just hunt them down later.’

She wasn’t too worried about the Demigods who had left the rest of their brethren behind.

Although they were strong, she was confident that she would be able to track them eventually and hunt them down.

An hour later, the battle finally ended, and all the Elves cheered for they were victorious.

Hereswith didn’t share their happiness because she was worried about her Grand Disciple, whose connection with her had been cut off.

She already knew what happened to Lux thanks to Blackfire, and she felt bitter about it.

The majority of the world didn’t even know the sacrifice that Lux made in order to stop the Abyssal Invasion.

The worst part was that, with the exception of the Supremes, Demigods, and a few other people, almost everyone in both Solais and Elysium had forgotten him.

Hereswith heaved a deep and long sigh before scanning her surroundings.

Blackfire was still picking through the corpses of the Fallen Abyssal Monsters.

The Black Coffin was checking whether it had missed some useful pawns that it could store inside its body.

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Somewhere in the Middle Regions of Elysium…

The Founder and the Sovereign of the Divine Army stood side by side, as they and their subordinates started a one-sided massacre.

Maeve was also there fighting alongside them, and her arrows of destruction rained down on her enemies, obliterating those who were unlucky enough to get hit by her attack.

Their Apostle Project was a resounding success, and all the four Demigods who had appeared in their territories had been killed by the Pseudo-Supremes that they had created.

At the moment, they were only cleaning up the Calamity-Ranked Monsters that were still alive on the battlefield.

Both knew that the Abyssal Invasion had been prematurely stopped by someone or something.

The number of Abyssal Creatures was far less than they had expected, allowing them to eliminate the invaders in a systematic manner.

The majority of the Abyssal Creatures didn’t have a strategy. They just attacked their opponents in swarms and fought a battle of attrition.

Unfortunately for them, the Divine Army had created a perfect strategy to counter their swarm tactics.

A single Pseudo-Supreme was enough to wipe a countless number of Abyssal Monsters, rendering their swarm tactics useless.

The Divine Army had prepared long and hard for this invasion, and the number of Pseudo-Supremes under their command amounted to nearly two thousand.

Over two hundred of these Apostles died in this invasion by sacrificing their lives for the greater cause.

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However, they also understood that their battlefield was just one of the many battlefields that were happening over the entire world.

They couldn’t celebrate just yet.

“We will lose almost all of our Apostles if we help the other Kingdoms and Empires, but we still have to do it,” the Founder stated. “Maeve, return to the Headquarters and hasten the creation of the Apostles. We will need as many as we can in order to rid our world of this menace.”

The Oracle nodded her head in understanding.

She then used a special artifact that would instantly teleport her to their underground Headquarters.

Although there were many who succeeded in winning their battles, there were other places that had lost entirely.

Several kingdoms and Empires had been razed to the ground, with their citizens either killed or eaten by the Abyssal Monsters that invaded their land.

These same people had pleaded to the Gods for salvation, and yet no one was able to hear their pleas.

The only two surviving Gods in Elysium and Solais were currently resting in order to recover the powers that they had lost in their fight against the Outer God.

But, even if they were awake, they simply didn’t have the power to help them.

The only thing they could do was watch helplessly as the people of both Solais and Elysium fought the invaders who planned to kill and destroy everything in their sights.

Battles were happening all over the world, and no one knew when they would all end.