Chapter 291: This Is Impossible

As the infected Vajra King Monkey kept dying, the battle line continued to push forward.

The closer they got to the divine kingdom core, the stronger the resistance became.

A large number of Vajra King Monkey at the Foundation Establishment Realm began to be thrown into the battlefield.

They were tall and large, with muscles and bones like iron; their pure Physical Body strength was enough to tear apart rocks.

Their defensive power was even more astonishing; apart from war weapons, ordinary Spells could barely break through their defenses.

Even the Spell bombardment released by Foundation Establishment Cultivator could only stir up weak ripples on their body surfaces.

Only Formation coordinated firepower, along with the long-range arrows of the Elf Warrior, could truly pose a fatal threat to them.

Yang Fan watched this scene quietly, a faint trace of envy flashing in his eyes.

This kind of pure combat-type racial talent was indeed ridiculously strong.

Among the Genius he had seen, only Ma Huainan's SS-grade Martial God Body could go head-to-head with it.

"No wonder very few people dare to provoke the Alien Demi-god in the Level 3 area."

Yang Fan said in a calm tone.

"If I really had to rely on my believers to fight head-on, even I might not be able to win."

The reason he could now completely crush the opponent was simply due to the large number of S-grade war weapons; to put it bluntly, he was just throwing money at them.

It was just like the opponent was still in an agricultural civilization, while he was already holding a Gatling gun.

Even if the opponent was entirely composed of special forces, they were no match for his ordinary believers.

"Yang Da, give the order to Marshall Yang Si to increase the war clearance level and have him end this Divine Kingdom War as soon as possible!" Yang Fan said indifferently.

"Yes, Master."

Yang Da immediately synchronized the order to the front line.

At this moment, on the front-line battlefield.

Marshall Yang Si stood at the command center, his gaze coldly sweeping over the endless ocean of Vajra King Monkey, a cold killing intent emerging in the depths of his eyes.

"Deploy ten more mechanical battle puppet and five Great Void Warship! Have all of them taken over and controlled by Second-class Intelligent Life, and fire at full power!"

"Yes, Marshall!"

"Activate all twelve god-slaying tower! Assign one million Foundation Establishment Cultivator and one billion Qi Refining Cultivator to each!"

"Supply Spirit Stone without limits, spare no cost, and crush their living strength for me!"

"Yes, Marshall!"

Upon hearing this, the Battle Intent in the eyes of the Cultivation believers instantly boiled over.

The suppression from the prolonged inability to attack successfully turned entirely into violent killing intent at this moment.

"Deploy fifteen immortal army soul stele at the core of the battle line!"

"These monkeys have strong Physical Body? Then let them see the power of Martial Arts!"

"Under the enhancement of the army soul, advance on all fronts!"

"Yes!"

The front-line Martial Master believers roared in unison, their Qi and blood soaring to the sky, their killing intent like a tide, pointing directly at the Vajra King Monkey opposite them.

The next instant, the battlefield suddenly changed drastically.

The world roared, and the space of the divine kingdom seemed to be forcibly torn apart.

Ten mechanical battle puppet descended with a boom; their massive metal bodies were like war beasts, and the terrifying vines were forcibly torn and shattered the moment they touched them, unable to block them for even a split second.

Five Great Void Warship rose into the air, Void Realm patterns circulating, and the energy cannon arrays around the hulls lit up simultaneously, beginning an indiscriminate Void Realm bombardment on the monkey horde.

Beams of Void Realm cannon fire pierced through heaven and earth, and wherever they passed, swaths of Vajra King Monkey were directly evaporated into nothingness.

Meanwhile, above the sky, giant towers wreathed in Immortal Qi rose from the ground.

The god-slaying tower stood suspended in the air, Formation patterns circulating like a galaxy, and a large number of Cultivation believers flew into the towers like rain, quickly entering the Formation and taking their positions.

The next moment, thousands of Spells erupted simultaneously!

Seas of fire, thunder, glaciers, sword rain, falling meteorites…

The offensive released by each god-slaying tower was as terrifying as a miniature Void Realm cannon.

With one strike, tens of thousands of Vajra King Monkey were annihilated along with the ground, not even leaving behind any remains.

The battlefield instantly turned into a doomsday purgatory.

Immediately after, fifteen immortal army soul stele stood tall with a boom.

The steles were pitch black like an abyss, yet they emitted a Battle Intent that soared to the sky.

Under the enhancement of the army soul power, the bodies of the Martial Master believers instantly underwent drastic changes; their muscles bulged like mountains, their bones roared, and their Qi and blood surged like a torrent.

In an instant, their combat power skyrocketed dozens, or even hundreds of times!

The battle line that was originally barely holding its own against the Vajra King Monkey was now completely crushing them.

Even in terms of pure Physical Body strength, these Martial Master believers had faintly surpassed the Vajra King Monkey.

"Kill!!!"

The roar shattered the Void Realm, and the army Formation surged forward like a tide.

The entire battlefield was completely unbalanced at this moment.

With so many S-grade war buildings descending simultaneously, it was no longer a war, but a one-sided cleansing.

The Vajra King Monkey battle line, which had been fighting and retreating, collapsed instantly.

Run!

Fleeing frantically!

Countless Vajra King Monkey were turned into minced meat in the Void Realm artillery fire and the torrent of Spells.

Corpses piled up like mountains, the divine kingdom land was blasted to pieces, riddled with craters, resembling a post-apocalyptic wasteland.

"My God… save us…"

"We can't hold on anymore… It's impossible to win…"

"This is a massacre… This is a massacre!!"

Despairing wails rang out all over the battlefield, but were quickly completely drowned out by the next round of bombardment.

The divine kingdom core.

Qi Tian witnessed the scene of the front line collapsing through his believers, and he was struck as if by lightning.

His face was pale, his eyes trembling violently, as if his worldview was shattering.

"Impossible… This is impossible…"

"How could he have so many S-grade war buildings…"

"Who exactly are you… Who exactly are you!!"

He stumbled backward, and for the first time, a breakdown-like fear appeared in his voice.

"Even the divine elders of my race couldn't achieve this level…"

"How could you be a Demi-god… How are you still a Demi-god!!"

On the battlefield, the defeat was like a collapsing mountain.

In just a few short months of divine kingdom time, the Vajra King Monkey race had already collapsed.

Hundreds of billions of believers had fallen, with corpses everywhere.

Severed limbs and flesh were quickly packed and collected by alien collectors and transported to the interior of the divine kingdom.

In front of the life essence conversion pool, robots were handling all this administrative work.

The Physical Body energy of these Vajra King Monkey was extremely abundant, just right for conversion into corpse Qi.

On the other side.

Yang Eleven was leading six Flesh Calamity Mother Nest, advancing toward the divine kingdom core area.

After receiving the front-line battle report, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"This gap… is just too big."

"The zombie army I worked so hard to train over here didn't even get a chance to enter the battlefield."

He shook his head and looked at the Flesh Calamity Mother Nest behind him.

These entities, hailed as S-grade war buildings, now seemed more like pure transport tools and resource transfer nodes.

The real killer move hadn't even had time to be deployed before the war was already nearing its end.

Even the "Zombie Tide Wild Dance" Formation he had prepared for a long time had absolutely no room to be utilized.

The opponent didn't even have time for the zombie virus to spread before the front line had already been completely crushed.

"Have teams one through six catch up; let's go to the front-line battlefield and earn some credit, we can't let the other believers take it all," Yang Eleven ordered.

"Yes, General!" Excitement immediately appeared in the eyes of the many Zombie King.