Sukhbaatar, the final city between the Mongol Empire and Rus, was just dozens of kilometers away. Unfortunately, the Mythic Spirits had come down hard on the Russian Underworld’s forces out in the wilderness, transforming the mortal realm into a living purgatory on earth.

Flares of conflagration pelted down from the sky in a great baptism of fire that turned what was once a multitude of Yin soldiers on the ground into nothing more than wisps of Yin energy that quickly dissipated into the surroundings. Catherine the Great stared dumbly at the hopeless sight before her eyes, before sighing softly.

It’s over.

The climax was filled with ups and downs, and twists and turns. They were filled with elation and hope when the Reverse Cross first appeared. Unfortunately, none of them had expected Fate to completely obstruct the Reverse Cross’ approach at the eleventh hour with a brilliant display of the top defensive ability across the netherworld. To that end, it was clear that a quasi-divine artifact of one of the P4 underworlds was easily an equal to one of the protector Yin artifacts of lesser underworlds.

In that instant, they’d made the snap decision to muster one final hurrah in a desperate attempt to link up with the lord of their underworld. Sure, it might have been foolish of them to charge straight into the waiting arms of 13 Mythic Spirits with only 10,000 imperial Yin soldiers, but they knew the alternative was almost certain death. Their only hope of coming out of all...