Chapter 869: The Changes In Human Civilization

It had been a week since Irene returned from the Despair Abyss with serious injuries.

The relative peace that was assumed by the pacifists was spat in the face and trampled by the War that touched every single planet.

The Human Army suffered great losses, but relatively speaking, they weren't much behind the Abyssals.

In fact, in some areas like Uranus, Humans grew relatively stronger.

This afternoon, the Abyssals proposed a truce.

It wasn't something the Abyss Kings and Queens personally liked. If it's in their hands, they wanted to keep fighting and win. But it's obvious that nothing was going to come out of this war.

The advantages they gained due to the surprise element, special treasures, and special troops were all neutralized by a devil named Varian.

Even if they're willing to fight now, it'd only lead to a war spanning for at least eight years. That long war, even if won, would wipe out at least 90% of the Abyssal Army.

The original plan was always to ensure victory with minimal losses.

It all depended on the Undead Sovereign. But a week ago, all the Abyss Kings and Queens received a piece of news from the Despair Queen that the Undead was on the verge of death.

'Undead on the verge of death' sounded funny as hell but it scared the crap out of every single Abyssal Ruler.

They didn't care if it was their family secret, they didn't care if it was a promised recipe, they went through every single one of their possessions and gave away whatever they could to save the Undead.

After nearly a week of emergency treatment, the Undead got out of the coma. If not for their treasures, he'd have stayed in the coma for at least half a year.

According to the best doctors, "He's lucky to have survived. If the attacker applied just a bit more force, even 1% more, he'd have died without a doubt."

The Abyss Rulers knew it was Varian who pushed the Undead to this state. And they also knew that killing Varian not only took away the life of Sanguik, the brightest Blood Heir but nearly killed a fucking Undead Sovereign!

Learning about the demise of such an enemy, they didn't feel happy. They just felt relieved.

It was surreal at first, but after seven days of his absence, they accepted reality.

Though from time to time, one Abyss Ruler or another would have a nightmare of Varian's return, they kept it aside as a phobia that'd never manifest.

So, after getting him out of the coma, the Undead was now undergoing a long treatment after which he could finally start regaining his power.

It's a long process and would take months, but the Abyssals were willing to wait.

So, they called for a truce.

The Human Federation didn't wish to continue the war either. Their chances of winning were 50-50. But if the Abyssals came up with new cards, the odds against them would shrink.

And supposedly, there's no 'Varian' or 'Enigma' with them anymore to act as their trump cards.

But the Army didn't blindly accept the truce. The Abyssals started the war on their terms and the Humans decided to end it on theirs.

They called up the reserve soldiers, gave them emergency training, and put them on the planetoids which Varian slaughtered every Abyssal.

Of the roughly 500 planetoids in total, around 430 were controlled by both Humans and Abyssals.

20 were controlled by Abyssals—thanks to this war.

50 were controlled by Humans—mostly thanks to Varian and some other Bravehearts.

With this parity of 2.5x, the Humans suddenly found themselves with great leverage.

In the next big war, these occupied planetoids would act as a decisive force to curtail and suppress any invasion.

If an Abyssal force was going from one planetoid to another, this conquered planetoid could send forces to intimidate, harass, and even destroy them.

So, basically, any Abyssal planetoid that needs reinforcements wouldn't get them.

Now the job is to fill up these planetoids. Thanks to the reserve soldiers, it's not a big problem for low and mid awakeners.

But there weren't many high awakeners to replenish the lost forces.

Even the Abyssals lost many high awakeners, but relatively, Humans lost more—all thanks to the Blood Heirs.

There was a shortage at level 7s and level 8s. The federation was working hard to fix it, but for now, it could only temporarily adjust the situation.

On one hand, many families grieved the loss of their loved ones.

On the other, the sense of patriotism skyrocketed. Children, teens, adults—everyone felt the need to contribute something.

More children joined training classes than ever. More teenagers signed up for the military. More adults entered the Dungeons, breaking all records.

It wasn't just the direct fighting soldiers, every section of society got involved in one way or another.

The scientists and researchers worked tirelessly for the next big thing—in hopes it could make the Human race stronger.

Thousands of movies flooded the markets, all built on one aspect of war or another.

School books were revised to include this war.

War Day was declared an official holiday, similar to Red Pluto Day.

The war had its negative effects. Families were destroyed. Friends were lost. Lovers were separated. Children were orphaned. Elders were left alone.

But for Human Civilization as a whole, this war was like a force applied to a spring.

Did the spring compress? Yes, it did.

But it'd bounce back with more force than ever! Not despite the war, but because of it!

After a chilling realization that their invaders would go to any lengths to exterminate them, the Human Civilization started to work round the clock to build their capabilities.

In trying to weaken the Humans, the Abyssals pushed them onto a path of greater strength.

If given enough time, the Humans would quickly gain an edge over the Abyssals and a few more years later, they'd be able to gain enough parity to destroy the Abyssals with minimal losses.

If given enough time...

Why would Abyssals give them time?