The duration of this war exceeded Lear's expectations, and likewise, it exerted immense pressure on the Wild Pantheon.
Initially, they intended to slow down the pace, allowing the Swamp God's territory to fall at a less rapid rate.
However, its explosive power far exceeded their expectations.
Now they were utterly spent, but still unable to gain any progress, unable to control the battlefield rhythm to delay the opponent's fall.
At first, they thought it was due to insufficient troop deployment and had not taken the situation seriously.
After deploying troops at all costs and still failing to capture the city, they realized the opponent was formidable.
An entire week has passed, and the casualty count now reaches unsettling numbers even for the God of the Wild and the Stars, the Sovereign of this Divine Pantheon.
At this moment, the Sovereign gazes intently from behind a Titan war-boar, seeing Treants tirelessly hurling boulders atop the city walls.
