Many years have passed since the war started a hundred thousand, to be exact.
And multiple twists and turns had happened.
In the early part of the war, unexpectedly, the ancient humans had the upper hand.
On the lower levels, below the 8 tiers of existence, humans decimated the Damned Ones even though they were outnumbered, based on the fact that the Damned Ones were insane.
Most of them didn't have the mental capacity to formulate battle strategies, and because of their advanced weapons and formations designed to slay Damned Ones.
The 8th tier was the same the generals shattered the existence of two cosmic abominations.
Dravok shattered the disgusting body of the Unfilled One, but right as he was about to shatter its will and divine core, something unexpected happened.
A Lord Fiend of the Death Path, known as the Reaper's Right Hand, appeared with his endless legions.
