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Chapter 389: Giving Up Resistance
Countless black wings drifted down, and countless Fallen Angel corpses plummeted to the ground.
Watching this scene, the other followers under Yang Fan could not help but gulp.
It was too terrifying.
Compared to their own systems that relied on personal strength to fight.
The combat style of the Mechanical Civilization was simply too efficient and too precise.
It was precise to the point of being terrifying.
…
On the other side.
The Elf Warriors watched the large area in the sky that had been instantly cleared, looking at each other in dismay.
"…"
A moment later, one Elf Warrior could not help but speak up.
"As the god's kin, we cannot just stand in the back and watch."
"We must share the burden for our great god."
The Elf Warrior beside him immediately nodded.
"That's right."
"We, the Elf Race, should also display our own strength."
The next moment, the leader of the Elf Race raised the longbow in his hand.
"All Elf Warriors!"
"Draw your bows and nock your arrows!"
"Fire at will!"
"Let the enemy witness the archery of the Elf Race!"
Swish!
In an instant, countless Elf Warriors drew their bowstrings simultaneously, and a rain of arrows filled the sky.
Although the first wave of attacks by the Intelligent Life had already eliminated the vast majority of the Fallen Angels.
There were still some powerful beings who had managed to evade the attack with their own strength.
These Fallen Angels had just breathed a sigh of relief, thinking they had finally escaped disaster.
However, the next second.
Whoosh!
An arrow cut through the sky and precisely embedded itself into the center of one Fallen Angel's forehead.
His expression froze instantly, and then his body fell powerlessly.
Immediately after, the second, the third, the fourth…
More and more arrows fell from the sky.
Those Fallen Angels who had luckily survived didn't even have a chance to adjust their state before being killed one by one by the Elf Warriors.
The billions of vanguard troops dispatched by Battalion Commander Lufa.
In less than a quarter of an hour.
Wiped out!
From beginning to end, they didn't even truly break through the defensive line of Yang Fan's army, nor did they cause any effective casualties.
At this moment, the remaining followers of the Angel Race, their hands gripping their holy spears, could not help but tremble.
They looked at the terrifying army in front of them, and only deep fear remained in their eyes.
"My god… this is not a war, this is a massacre…"
A Fallen Angel muttered.
"They are too strong; we have no hope of winning at all."
Another follower of the Angel Race said with a trembling voice.
"Oh, my god… we are willing to sacrifice our lives for you."
"But… we don't want to die so meaninglessly."
"We can't even touch the enemy's defensive line…"
Sounds of despair rang out one after another.
At this moment, the morale of the Angel Race army completely collapsed, and the Battle Intent in the eyes of countless followers vanished.
Replacing it was undisguised despair.
Faced with the terrifying combat power displayed by the army under Yang Fan.
The last shred of luck Battalion Commander Lufa had also completely vanished.
He knew very well that with his current strength, it was impossible to win this Divine Kingdom War.
If he continued to hold on, only the complete destruction of his Divine Kingdom awaited him.
"As long as I can survive…"
"Everything else is unimportant."
Battalion Commander Lufa took a deep breath.
Finally, without further hesitation, he directly disclosed his Divine Kingdom coordinates to the four Angel Race gods within his race who were supporting him.
"I hope… you must come."
Battalion Commander Lufa closed his eyes; this was his last hope now.
…
For this Divine Kingdom War, Battalion Commander Lufa had already sacrificed everything he could.
The Divinity Points accumulated over hundreds of years were all invested into it.
In the real world, the shares he owned in various Angel Race companies and the liquid funds accumulated by his Family.
He had sold almost everything that could be sold.
All of this was to protect his Divine Kingdom Core area.
Because as long as the core area was not breached, he still had a chance to turn the tables.
But now… Battalion Commander Lufa had been pushed to the final step.
With his consciousness in his Divine Kingdom, he sat on his divine throne, waiting anxiously.
The support of the other four Angel Race gods was his last hope.
But even so, Battalion Commander Lufa did not have complete confidence.
Because he had made a mistake by showing the true situation of the war to the four of them.
The invaders were very likely from the Human Race's Five Great Families.
Support between gods on the Angel Race Frontline was not mandatory.
If the risk far outweighed the benefits, the other party might very well choose to give up.
After all, once defeated.
Their own Divine Kingdom coordinates could very likely be exposed as a result.
On the battlefield.
Yang Fan's army was still constantly advancing.
The Angel Race defensive line was retreating steadily.
More and more Formations were destroyed, gaps appeared in the defensive line, and a large number of Angel Race followers were constantly dying.
And time was ticking away bit by bit.
But…
The support Battalion Commander Lufa was waiting for never appeared.
He sat on the divine throne, not speaking for a long time.
"Hahahaha…"
A desolate, loud laugh rang out.
Battalion Commander Lufa leaned slowly against the divine throne.
His originally tense body finally relaxed completely.
"It is the time…"
"It is fate."
He had actually already prepared himself mentally for this outcome.
If it were him, and he discovered that the object of his support was likely facing a Genius god from the Human Race's Five Great Families.
He might not necessarily choose to send troops either.
After all… once defeated, the price would be the future of his entire Divine Kingdom.
"A hundred years ago, I came to the Frontline to join the army."
"I originally thought I could obtain a large amount of resources to help me Breakthrough to a Second-Order God."
"I didn't expect…"
"That I would end up in this state in the end."
Battalion Commander Lufa muttered in a low voice.
But soon, his eyes became firm again.
"But before I die…"
"I must at least let myself die in a satisfying way."
The next moment, Battalion Commander Lufa took a deep breath.
His Divine Thought instantly pierced through the Divine Kingdom mist and landed on the zombie army led by Yang Eleven in the distance.
Without any hesitation, a Divine Decree descended instantly.
"All followers!"
"Abandon the current defensive line!"
"All of you, go to the southwest region!"
"Prioritize eliminating those filthy Corpse Cultivator lives!"
"Make them pay for desecrating sacred life!"
…
Although the Angel Race army was already beaten to the point of collapse at this moment.
But faced with their god's command, they still dared not disobey.
The next moment.
A large number of Angel Race followers directly abandoned the defense of the core area and turned around one after another.
They charged towards the position where Yang Eleven was located.
Seeing this scene.
Yang Four, who was coordinating the overall situation, was stunned.
"What's the situation?"
"What is this Alien God doing?"
"Voluntarily abandoning the core area?"
"Could it be… that he has already given up resistance?"
Just as Yang Four was puzzled, a furious voice suddenly came into his mind.
"Yang Four! What are you still waiting for?"
"Hurry up and invade!"
"I'm bearing the pressure for you!"
"If you don't know how to be a marshal, give the position to me!"
Hearing Yang Eleven's roar.
Yang Four's expression suddenly became a bit awkward; he coughed lightly.
"All legions, accelerate into the enemy's core area!"
The order was given, and the army under Yang Fan advanced in full force.
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