It had been a whole month since the war started, but the Battle God and Alter Yale were still unharmed.
They weren't fighting risking their lives. They were avoiding all the risks while killing their enemies each time they could.
Knowing the plans of the army and the fact that they couldn't flee, a long war would benefit more the Battle God's side.
They had been surrounded several times, and each time they fled instead of battling head-on. They were called cowards, but they didn't mind.
They needed to be on their peak in case that true experts appeared, so they didn't take that part of the war seriously.
Their enemies were fated to become weaker with the pass of time, although they knew that it wasn't a matter of months.
The number of members of the army seemed to continue increasing despite how many were dying on the hands of the Battle God and Alter Yale.
If they had battled frontally against all of them instead of playing safe, they would be doomed to defeat.