At the center of Sky Curtain Stronghold, more than a dozen elevated platforms suddenly rose. From afar, each platform seemed to hold only a tiny figure, but the next second, those dozen-plus figures abruptly expanded tenfold.
"Heart of the Gods."
"Martial God Body."
With the two stacked together, players who had been only about two meters tall suddenly became giants around twenty meters in height. Just as everyone wondered how these dozen-plus giants had become so enormous, they all looked toward the clouds above.
"Screech~!"
A dragon's roar rang out as the clouds parted. Lu Yang, twenty meters tall, slowly emerged riding a flying dragon that had been enlarged to eighty meters long with an enlargement potion.
Looking down at the more than twenty million players below, Lu Yang raised his staff and shouted, "My brothers, from this day onward, I will lead you to crush everything under Sanyou Weimen's control once again. Everyone, heed my command. Advance according to the deployment we arranged beforehand."
"Target: Winter Snow Stronghold. Advance."
"Target: Yangyan Stronghold. Advance."
"Target: Hidden God Stronghold. Advance."
"Target: Qingyue Stronghold. Advance."
Twenty-seven million people split into four groups. Fifteen million attacked Hidden God, Yangyan, and Winter Snow Strongholds respectively, while the twelve-million-strong main force gathered toward Qingyue Stronghold.
Sanyou Weimen swiftly concluded that Lu Yang's primary target was still Qingyue Stronghold. He sneered and said, "He wants to use his numerical advantage to attack me? Then let's see how he plans to win."
Qingyue Stronghold had a defensive force of more than five million people. The ratio between the two sides was 2.5 to 1, meaning every one of Sanyou Weimen's subordinates had to face 2.5 Iron Blood Brotherhood players.
But that was not actually the case. If Qingyue Stronghold's defensive towers, catapults, and Fortress Cannons were