Chapter 675: A Never-Ending Conflict

Somewhere within the ring's space was an enormous plain. An expanse of dirt and blades of glass now covered with rusted armors, chipped swords and pikes and spears, and the lifeless bodies of different types of creatures. Despite the number of corpses, however, no bird bothered to linger in the air in hope of catching a morsel of food, nor was there any wind whistling through the holes of the discarded pieces of equipment. Just a never ending silence that extended for thousands of miles from one end of the plain to the other, before finally meeting its end at its two ends, where two enormous camps had been set up.

Large columns of smoke rose from both camps, yet their nature was different, just like that of those who occupied them.