"Fools, facing death and yet still resisting?" The God of Painting and Swordsmanship looked coldly at the four deities standing against him, as well as the demigods, legends, and third-class warriors newly inspired by the Courage Law. His bloodlust surged as he slowly raised his hand and gave a command.
"Kill! Crush these invaders! Let their blood soak our lands, and let their resources feed our strength!"
Behind him, Ashen's forces, barely containing their eagerness, burst into action, faces lit with excitement. The situation was almost entirely in their favor—after all, they had one more deity than their opponents. For beings at the divine level, miracles were rare; this wasn't the realm of second-class soldiers who might miraculously shift the battle.
Victory was certain. Now was the perfect moment to rack up contributions. Once they breached Orichalcum's royal capital, they would reap unimaginable rewards, resources beyond their wildest dreams.