The battlefield trembled under the relentless bombardment of spells and explosions. The air was thick with smoke, fire, and the deafening roars of gods and demons clashing in combat. It was as if the very ground beneath them rejected the carnage, shaking from the sheer impact of the battle between gods, humans, and demons.
The War God's army, draped in golden robes and wielding radiant golden swords, moved with deadly precision. Each coordinated attack cleared entire sections of the battlefield, carving through the demon ranks with overwhelming might. These warriors were no mere mortals; they were forged in celestial fire, trained by the mightiest of gods. Each strike carried divine energy, cutting through demons like a scythe through grass.
