During the Primordial Divine War, even the gods had been helpless against the Hall of Heroes. They could only mobilize immense manpower and resources to forcibly suppress the Hall of Heroes and forcibly repress its primary consciousness, barely making it usable by the gods of the Odin Temple. Yet even if Cha Emperor and Tuo Li joined forces, they had no confidence that they could suppress the Hall of Heroes!
"Damn it, how could this happen?" Cha Emperor shot Ying Zheng a gloomy look, then a dazzling smile suddenly bloomed across his lovely face. "Your Majesty from the East, it seems your warriors ought to move out! Your interests are now bound to ours—you must make some contribution!"
Ying Zheng lowered his head and pondered for a while, then casually swept a hand forward. Thunderous war drums rose from all directions as countless troops of the Blood Qin Empire pulled up camp and launched a mighty assault toward the Holy Mountain. The nobles and armies of the Great Flame Dynasty had already begun a full retreat, and no obstacles remained before the Blood Qin Empire's forces. They swept forward like bamboo splitting beneath a blade, charging straight for the Holy Mountain.
Low chants rose from the magic teleportation array, and another tide-like mass of figures emerged from it. The devil armies from the Evil Ghost Abyss and Demon Abyss had arrived. The first to appear were the mixed-blood half-demons and half-evil ghosts, along with lowly demons and evil ghosts of inferior bloodlines—beings of little value to demons and evil ghosts alike, wholly fit to serve as cannon fodder.
Together with the vast numbers of Gnomes, Gray Dwarves, and others from the Giant Abyss, this army was incomparably enormous. In sheer numbers alone, they were over a hundred times greater than