Relying solely on the Formless Legion to hold them back was nowhere near enough.
Next, Zhuge Danzheng created a massive ice pillar that continuously condensed the moisture in the air, blocking the falling warship.
Immediately afterward, millions of Corpse Ghosts piled together in a human-pyramid formation, forming a gigantic mountain of flesh to hold it back.
In the end, the falling warship was fixed in midair like this.
Then, several more ice pillars rose from the ground, forming supporting columns that completely stabilized the warship in the air.
The Formless Legion did not return to land, either. Instead, they tore open an entrance at the bottom and began invading the interior of the warship.
The Corpse Ghosts born from the Broodmother also quickly crawled inside through the broken openings... This Broodmother's Corpse Ghost army had shone brilliantly in this great battle. Their numbers and breeding speed were actually even faster than the aliens' Star Soldier production rate.
The battle had already entered its final stages. The native side held an absolute advantage, completely invading the warship's territory and preparing to thoroughly destroy these extraterrestrial invaders.
"Humanity's peak powerhouse, Zhuge Danzheng! What incredible strength..."
The ice pillars created by Zhuge Danzheng were the key to the smooth progress of the battle's latter stages. Otherwise, once the entire warship fell, large areas of Gaia Continent would collapse, and the planet's foundations would be shaken.
"All right... Looking at things now, it seems the final outcome will basically be a victory for our native side! Yu Jing, do you want to come with me somewhere?"
The battle situation had essentially been decided. Victory for the native side was merely a matter of time.
Ning Yanzhi was clearly hinting that Yu Jing should return to the Unclean One's nest with him, preparing to carry