Infinite Survival: The winner takes all!

It was not until seven days later that the two sides temporarily distanced themselves from the fighting and entered a short period of rest.

On the one hand, the martyrs of the Dark Legion were already exhausted and in urgent need of rest to restore their energy.

On the other hand, the five major clans were unwilling to continue to fight an endless battle of life and death with this group of corrupt dark creatures.

Their priority has always been to stop the continued advance of the dark tide, rather than to make unnecessary sacrifices.

In the corrupted area shrouded in black fog, the three great commanders of the Dark Temple gathered again and had a heated debate on the next war strategy.

The giant bone mantis Kilduff advocates that more troops should be sent to rapidly accelerate the erosion of the dark tide.

However, the Bone Snake Kabaros objected to this, "Kilduff, you are too impatient. In my opinion, the current advancement speed is moderate."

"Moderate? In just seven days, we have only advanced less than sixty kilometers. How can this be called moderate?" Kilduff roared angrily, and its jet-black bone wings flapped violently, setting off a violent hurricane that seemed to blow away the surrounding black fog.

Cabaros gently waved his long tail, instantly calming the raging wind.

Then, it said in a calm tone: "I understand your reluctance, but we must face reality at this moment. The true strength of the five major clans far exceeds previous predictions. We cannot defeat them based on the strength they show on the surface."

"Therefore, we need to adjust our combat strategy. We don't need to rush for success. We just need to proceed steadily and gradually reduce their living space."

Kilduff did not respond to it, but turned his gaze to the last commander, "Ibrahimovic, what do you think?"

Cabaros also slowly turned his huge bone snake head and stared deeply at Ibrahimovic - a giant toad with only a black skeleton and scarlet flames dancing in its pupils.

"My opinion?" Ibrahimovic opened his huge mouth and spewed out a cloud of thick black air. The sound was sharp and piercing, as if a lawn mower was roaring in your ears. "Do you want to hear the truth or hypocritical words?"

"Just say what you want to say, don't beat around the bush!" Kilduff looked a little displeased.

"Humph!" Ibrahimovic sneered, "Kilduff, it seems that you still don't understand the situation. In this war, we have no advantage at all!"

"As for what you said about flattening the five major clans, that is not something you should worry about at all. Our top priority right now is to protect ourselves! Protect ourselves! This is the most important thing."

Kilduff immediately retorted: "I think you are talking nonsense. We are the ones on the offensive and the five clans are struggling to defend. How can we say that we need to protect ourselves?"

Ibrahimovic shook his head, his tone extremely serious, "You are wrong, Kilduff. The population of the five major clans is still growing rapidly, and their reserve military strength is emerging like a spring, but we can no longer get any reinforcements."

"As the war becomes more brutal, the balance of power between the two sides will gradually tilt. When the five major clans completely overwhelm us, if the ancient gods have not yet completely corrupted, then the Dark Temple will face a catastrophe."

"In this case, we should intensify our offensive. The best strategy is to curb their continued development. Why should we adopt a conservative strategy?" Kilduff objected again.

At this time, Cabarros took over the conversation and explained: "Because blindly increasing the offensive will only deplete our forces faster, and thus accelerate the widening of the gap in strength with the five major clans."

“So, under the current circumstances, we can only take advantage of the tide of darkness raised by the martyrs and strive to advance steadily with minimal sacrifice.”

At this point, it paused for a moment, and then continued, "You are not naive enough to think that the five major clans are unaware of the Temple's plan to corrupt the ancient gods, are you?"

"No! They know very well that the other side is waiting for us to make a strategic mistake so as to reverse the situation in one fell swoop."

"If we lose the battle, they will definitely seize this opportunity, gather all their forces, and launch a counterattack at all costs. By then, who will be able to protect the master's statue?"

Kilduff was speechless. He couldn't help but recall the fierce battles of the past seven days. The situation was indeed as Cabaros said.

He continued to deploy troops to the battlefield, trying to force the enemy's envoys to take action, but the results were not ideal and the pace of advancement was still frustratingly slow.

Finally, it slowly exhaled a breath of black air and raised doubts, "However, if we adopt this conservative advancement strategy, the development momentum of the five major clans will still be difficult to curb."

"By then, won't we still be unable to resist their massive army?"

"Your concerns are not without reason, but unfortunately, we currently have no better solution." Kabaros said in a very heavy tone, "The only thing we can do is to try our best to suppress their momentum of development, and then wait for the arrival of the corrupted ancient god."

Ibrahimovic nodded slightly and said soothingly: "In fact, there is no need to be overly pessimistic. The master has personally taken over the task of corrupting the ancient gods. I firmly believe that this process will not last too long."

"During this period, all we need to do is to preserve the strength of the Legion and continue to exert pressure on the five major clans to curb their expansion."

"Well, since you all tend to adjust the combat strategy, there is no point in me continuing to oppose it." Kilduff chose to compromise helplessly.

Then, it continued with some indignation, "It is unbelievable that a force that came out of nowhere has the ability to shake the foundation of our Dark Temple in just twenty years."

"You know, we have gone through more than a thousand years of bloody battles before we finally became the overlord of this world."

Faced with this question, Cabros and Ibrahimovic fell silent, they were equally confused.

Perhaps, only the great evil god Yule can understand the hidden truth behind this.

Just two days later, the war broke out again.

The Dark Temple Legion has adjusted its tactical strategy.

This time, they abandoned the active attack strategy and instead adopted a steady advancement strategy of hiding in the black fog and advancing step by step.

The five major clans took a two-pronged approach, on the one hand they continued to resist the invasion of the dark tide, and on the other hand they actively developed their population and continuously injected new strength into the Temple Legion.

As for the information and intelligence obtained about the ancient gods, the Holy See has never even discussed it.

Because this matter is far beyond their ability to deal with, only the personal intervention of the gods can provide a solution.

As time went by, this war of unprecedented scale gradually entered a stalemate phase. At least in the short term, it would be difficult for either side to defeat the other in one fell swoop.

The area corrupted by the Dark Temple Legion continued to expand, turning tens of thousands of square kilometers of land into a barren dead zone.

At the same time, the strength of the five major clan temple legions is also growing rapidly.

New gods and temple warriors continue to pour into the legion, rushing to the front lines to try their best to stop the spread of the tide of darkness.