Chapter 257: Hiding So Deeply

Yang Fan did not hesitate; his consciousness descended instantly.

Upon entering the divine kingdom, his pupils contracted slightly.

In the distance, in the core area of the Undead Race.

A blood-red Formation, so vast it was indescribable, slowly emerged.

Countless Formation patterns shot into the sky, and blood-colored lines covered the world.

Looking from afar, it seemed as if the entire sky had been torn apart.

Massive runes floated in the Void Realm.

Connecting with each other, covering hundreds of thousands of kilometers.

The entire world seemed to be dyed in blood.

"Yang Da, what is this?"

Yang Fan's voice was heavy.

Yang Da stared fixedly into the distance, a trace of lingering fear in his eyes.

"Reporting to Master, based on my data analysis."

"This should be an extremely powerful sacrificial Formation."

"Sacrificial Formation?" Yang Fan frowned. "What is its purpose?"

Yang Da took a deep breath.

"Master, there are many types of sacrificial Formations."

"But they all have one thing in common: the cost is immense."

"It requires sacrificing a large number of believers to set up."

"Moreover, the world is fair. To obtain stronger power, one must accumulate more energy."

"Even after the Formation is built, it still requires continuous input of energy to maintain operation."

"Furthermore, this type of Formation can usually only be used once."

"After use, the Formation is completely ruined."

Speaking of this, Yang Da's expression was complex.

"Under normal circumstances."

"No race would set up this kind of Formation."

"Because the cost is too great, it would severely slow down the development of the divine kingdom."

Speaking of this.

Yang Da suddenly looked at Yang Fan, for the first time with admiration in his eyes.

Some things cannot be represented by data alone.

Some choices cannot be judged solely by probability.

If it were based on Yang Da's judgment, whether after obtaining the mechanical battle puppet or before, a total attack should have been launched.

But if they had truly entered this Formation… the ten billion believers on the front line probably wouldn't have survived.

Hearing this, Yang Fan was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Since that's the case, our army is currently entirely outside the Formation."

"What is the point of him activating this Formation?"

To this, Yang Da did not answer.

To be precise, he didn't know either.

There are thousands of Formations in this world; even if they are all sacrificial Formations, their effects are completely different.

However, the answer would obviously appear soon.

The next moment, as the Formation was fully operational.

Yang Fan's expression suddenly changed.

He saw that the vast amount of holy water poured into the divine kingdom began to rapidly lose its effect.

The originally extremely dense life aura also began to dissipate continuously.

Replacing it was an even denser Death Qi.

Black aura covered the sky and sun, and the entire divine kingdom became gloomy again.

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

To be able to eliminate three Human Race Prodigy, it really wasn't that simple.

He had paid such a price, only to be countered by a Formation.

However, the truly terrifying part had just begun.

The mountains of white bones in the distance suddenly shook.

Crack. Crack.

Countless bones began to move, and the broken bones reassembled.

Skeleton after skeleton stood up again.

Bone Dragon flapped its wings, and the bone giant roared.

Those Undead Race that had long been killed were all reviving at this moment.

More and more.

In the blink of an eye, the entire core area of the divine kingdom.

The number… reached hundreds of billions.

Seeing this scene.

Yang Fan couldn't help but laugh in frustration.

"Good grief, everyone is cheating, aren't they?"

"Yang Da, mobilize another 20 billion troops from the divine kingdom."

"Let the war begin."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Da immediately issued the order.

Although the number of Undead Race believers far exceeded his own, most of them were just low-level skeleton soldiers.

The high-level Undead Race that had truly died were obviously not resurrected.

Regarding this, Yang Da actually felt that Yang Fan was a bit too cautious.

With just the 10 billion troops on the front line, plus the mechanical battle puppet and the Great Void Warship.

According to his calculations, the win rate was already ridiculously high.

However, mobilizing troops also had its benefits.

The more troops invested, the smaller the final losses would be.

Meanwhile, the resurrected Undead Race army began to advance forward.

Skeletons, bone beasts, Bone Dragon, and corpse ghosts.

Countless Undead Race gathered into a white torrent, sweeping towards the Zhenjie Xuantian Great Wall.

However, what greeted them was firepower that covered the sky and the earth.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Countless Spells rose from the Great Wall.

Fireballs, thunder, and wind blades.

Densely covering the entire battlefield.

A large number of Intelligent Weapon simultaneously activated, and thousands of gun barrels began to turn.

The next moment.

Above the Zhenjie Xuantian Great Wall, the City-Destroying Cannon that had long covered the walls lit up simultaneously.

Blinding energy began to gather.

"Fire."

As the order fell.

Tens of thousands of light beams blasted out simultaneously.

The earth trembled, and the corpse tide was instantly torn open with countless gaps.

Large swathes of Undead Race simply evaporated.

Martial Master believers did not take action.

It was still a war of attrition; these alien races, if they wanted to get close to the Zhenjie Xuantian Great Wall, would have to die in batches first.

Meanwhile, a large amount of war resources were constantly being transferred from the depths of the divine kingdom to the front line.

Martial Apprentice, Qi Refining Cultivator, first-class Intelligent Life, Adult Elves, and Tier 5 Being.

Countless believers left their homes and rushed to the battlefield.

In the core area of the divine kingdom, the Undead Demigod let out a weird, cackling laugh.

"Good, good, good."

"Human Race Demigod, you hide deep, and you are quite cowardly in your methods."

"To think you still had so many believers not on the front line."

As the lord of the divine kingdom, the situation on the periphery naturally could not be hidden from him.

Looking at the nearly 20 billion Human Race reinforcements, he even wanted to laugh.

With this kind of military strength, how could he possibly win?

He had thought that in a final struggle, there would at least be a glimmer of hope.

Now it seemed like a joke.

What hope was there?

The only reason he had been able to hold on until now was entirely because the opponent was steadier than him.

Even if the 10 billion Human Race had charged directly into the core area at the beginning, so what?

Even after the sacrificial Formation ended, he still couldn't win.

The foundations of the two divine kingdoms were simply not on the same level.

With such an exaggerated gap in combat power, the opponent insisted on slowly wearing him down.

"Is this guy so rich that he has resources to burn?!"

Meanwhile, the two S-class mechanical battle puppet completely transformed into war machines.

Countless laser weapons began to sweep in all directions.

Beams of light filled the sky, covering the entire battlefield.

Wherever they passed, large numbers of skeleton soldiers were instantly turned into powder.

Bone Dragon was pierced through, and the bone giant collapsed.

Swathes of Undead Race kept disappearing.

Looking from afar, the two mechanical battle puppet were like two moving meat grinders.

However, the number of Undead Race was ultimately too large.

Even though they kept dying, the overall battle line was still slowly advancing.

Getting closer and closer to the Zhenjie Xuantian Great Wall.

Seeing this scene.

Yang Fan did not hesitate. "Yang San, deploy a Great Void Warship."

"Yes, Master."

The next moment.

The Void Realm suddenly twisted, and a behemoth slowly emerged.

At first, it was only a few hundred meters.

But as space kept oscillating, its volume began to expand crazily.

Dozens of miles, a hundred miles, two hundred miles.

Finally, a massive warship spanning hundreds of miles floated in the sky, its shadow covering the entire battlefield.

Everyone looked up, only able to see the hull that blocked out the sky and the sun.