The sound naturally did nothing to hinder the Sun Moon Empire's advance. War was this cruel; in the blink of an eye, it was drowned out by the explosions of artillery shells.
Ning Rongrong and Oscar finally recovered as well. One shell after another was successfully intercepted and casually hurled back toward the Sun Moon Empire's forces.
But they naturally had interception equipment too. The shells detonated in midair, and the shockwaves from the explosions once again injured the remnants of the allied forces on the battlefield.
Of the millions of soldiers and Soul Engineers, only several hundred thousand remained. Most were seriously wounded and had already lost the ability to continue fighting.
Ning Rongrong gritted her silver teeth. They had temporarily lost this battle. There were simply too many enemies, and the two of them, both support-type Soul Masters, could not withstand them.
Even if Oscar could use combat skills, the leisurely years they had spent in the God Realm had already worn away their fighting spirit, let alone their combat proficiency.
"Rongrong, the two of us..."
Oscar looked at Ning Rongrong, difficulty showing in his eyes.
The two of them were in an awkward position now. They could not win if they fought, but if they ran, their faith would surely collapse.
"Continue. Fight until the last soldier falls. Once Third Brother returns, everything will end."
Ning Rongrong took a deep breath. She pitied the allied forces below as well, but as the former heir of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School, she possessed the decisiveness she needed.
Besides, she and Oscar had already revived these people twice. That had cost them greatly as well.
They did not believe their companions would lose. As long as their companions returned, the sacrifices of those below would be worthwhile.
And