The two corridors of the Stellar River. Rainbow light surged forth from them, filling the skies.
The soldiers belonging to the camp of the Divine Darkness Plane and the camp of the Divine Light Plane were now battling each other in savage earnest. If one stared into the skies, one would see how, at the two sides of the Stellar Corridors, one squad after another was flooding like dragons into the Stellar Corridors. The Stellar Corridor was a meat grinder. A meat grinder for Highgods!
In this wild battle, there was no way for a thousand men or more to move in unison. The only option was to use divine sense to organize, and make squads of a hundred soldiers act together.
Currently, Linley’s group of four was there as well.
In the sea of tens of thousands of figures, Linley’s group of four was very unremarkable, but some enemies still noticed them.
