Bab 129: Arena Fifty-Five: Lost Cause XII

"Just how strong is he?!"

Morrighan yelled, forgetting all her gracefulness as she rushed through the battlefield. Her scythes cut through three jackal-faced soldiers as she moved at an amazing pace.

"It's a never-ending grind..."

Isis mumbled as she spread her hands and boosted her allies once again. Morrighan's speed increased substantially as the war goddess fought her foes frantically.

"... I had underestimated him."

Nephthys muttered from the side as she cleared away several thousand detached souls erupting from the ground.

Currently, they were in a stalemate. They had been fighting for years, if not decades in the [Sanctuary].

Countless lesser gods had already died. Countless angels and servants were wiped out by Anubis's undead army.

And the strongest gods were also in a pinch due to Anubis's constant attacks filled with the aura of the dead.

But this wasn't how it was supposed to turn out.