The battle lasted less than half an hour.
Every Void Realm creature that had come to Fallen Star City was wiped out. Not a single one escaped.
Their numbers hadn't been small, but numbers didn't mean much when a Stage SS Glacial Bear was ripping through the battlefield. And it wasn't the only monster on Fallen Star City's side.
Ethan and the others had always believed in eliminating threats at the root. Since these creatures had come all the way here… they might as well stay here forever.
Sure, wiping them out had cost over a million zombies.
But compared to the sheer size of the horde, that loss barely mattered.
Ethan didn't feel a thing watching zombies die. He never had. Honestly, the only reason he'd had Skinny Pete use the Zombie King to gather that many in the first place was to use them as disposable cannon fodder.
Nobody would've guessed it—humanity's greatest enemy from before was now taking hits for Fallen Star City.
