In the second round of Mystic God battles, Ling Tian Group had only two Mystic Gods: Yezi and Zhang Xiaoxiao.
So naturally, they would be the ones fighting. However, Lu Yi's side had fifty-two Mystic Gods. One-on-one battles definitely would not be enough.
"Boss, let the Ling Tian Servants take the field! We can win by outnumbering them," Wang Yue said confidently.
Most of the Ling Tian Servants were Earth Gods, with only a small number of Heavenly Gods. But they had never relied on individual strength. They were a whole capable of resonating with one another, and their power was far more than a simple one plus one equals two.
Murong nodded slightly and interjected, "According to research by the Ice and Snow Divine Realm military, as long as the gap does not exceed three major realms, numbers can make up for it.
However, exactly how many people are needed depends on how strong the opponent is and how strong one's own side is."
As long as there were enough First-Level Earth Gods, using a sea-of-people tactic to bury a Twelfth-Level Mystic God to death was entirely possible.
But while a sea-of-people tactic was viable, coordination was essential. A rabble scattered like loose sand would inevitably lose.
Hearing this, Zhou Hao turned to Wang Yue and asked, "How many people do you plan to use?"
"A hundred will be enough," Wang Yue answered with unwavering eyes.
He had tested it long ago. He was a Golden God, yet a hundred Ling Tian Servants had already been enough to make him feel pressured. Facing Mystic Gods should not be a problem.
Zhou Hao nodded lightly. "Then send out five thousand Ling Tian Servants to face the other fifty people separately."
He raised his head to look at Wang Yue and