The long-range attacks dealt a heavy blow to the first wave of Voidlings that flew out of the Howling Abyss.
But the allied forces' archers felt not the slightest bit of excitement.
Because just as those Voidlings plunged into the abyss and shattered into pieces, even more insects flew out. They formed a tight formation, their wings beating in unison until the sound made people feel dizzy and sick.
Although such a tight formation made the arrows even more lethal, it also increased the pressure on the allied forces by more than a little.
Even veterans who had seen countless battles often lost their composure when facing enemies they had never encountered before, and their focus began to waver.
What was more, the spreading Void energy was also eroding the battlefield. The snow and ice wouldn't melt easily, and the Malphite Combat Unit didn't need to worry about the Void energy's effects, but watching the world around them seem to melt into a swathe of deep purple was still enough to make anyone shudder.
Even more unnerving was that, though the Voidlings taking off fell like raindrops, the number that followed only increased. They didn't attack right away. Instead, they kept gathering over the Howling Abyss despite their astonishing losses, seemingly determined to amass enough numbers for a single attack that would wipe the field clean.
This posture undoubtedly put the allied forces under immense pressure. Under the gaze of so many flying Voidlings, even the bravest soldiers couldn't help but feel uneasy.
Many Avarosan warriors couldn't help growling quietly to encourage themselves. They were eager for the Voidlings to begin their dive, so they could put the blades in their hands to good use—but the Voidlings simply maintained their formation, showing no intention of beginning their attack.
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