On the final line of defense of the Slaughter Faction, all kinds of anti-World Level equipment stood densely arranged.
Any World Level combatant who entered the formation of these devices would inevitably be met with focus fire from countless powerful attacks.
Furthermore, all the Slaughter Faction's World Level kin guarded this final line of defense.
Even though Han Wu's side had eighteen World Level bone dragons, along with more than a dozen powerful World Level kin from Han Wu's divine domain.
Facing this final line of defense, Han Wu still felt that his heart was willing, but his strength fell short.
It was like playing soccer—every single enemy player was damn well standing in front of the goal as a human wall. How was the ball supposed to get through?
"This is a bit troublesome," Han Wu said gravely.
After hearing this, Jingjing stepped beside Han Wu. "I will accompany my god and fight until the final moment!"
Han Wu turned to look at Jingjing and smiled bitterly. "You make it sound like I'm about to die in battle. That's not what I meant."
"I mean, breaking through this final line of defense without casualties is a bit troublesome."
"Then what does my god plan to do?" Jingjing asked.
"First, I'll use a little trick to catch them off guard and see how it goes. If it works, then I'll make my move!" As Han Wu spoke, he opened the gate to the Origin Small World.
He summoned his Core Kin: Dark Locust, as well as the revived Bow God Bard.
"You two, try to destroy the anti-World Level equipment on the defense line," Han Wu ordered.
The two nodded obediently.
Bow God Bard possessed the Void Hunter gene and could easily open a Space Channel to teleport.
He began