Too late. Klaist's order had come far too late.
The Two-Winged Bat Demons had bought two minutes with a force of one million, and they had not spent those two minutes standing still. They had advanced at a terrifying speed. In just two minutes, they had reached the edge of the black barrier. The Ironclad Octopuses hurled corpses as fast as Elf Race warriors fired arrows. With a sharp whoosh, the corpses flew beyond the black barrier.
Beyond the black barrier stood the Elf Race army, waiting in full formation. To increase their firepower and make shooting easier, a full five thousand Birdwing Ballistas had been placed in the front row. Around and behind them, hundreds of thousands of Elf Race warriors continuously drew their bows and loosed arrows. When Klaist's order arrived, some unquestioningly obedient warriors instinctively shifted their targets and fired at the corpses. But the order had come too suddenly. No one had imagined that the Ironclad Octopuses would be used like catapults, so most Elf Race warriors had yet to react when the hurled corpses drew near!
"Riiip! Riiip! Riiip!..." The sound of flesh tearing rose one after another. That hair-raising noise made the Elf Race warriors imagine the horrific sight of flesh and bone, still connected by sinew, being ripped apart along with skin and blood. But they had no time to feel sick, no time to suffer, because the white skeletons crawling out of those corpses had already brought the threat of death down upon their heads!
"Clang! Clang! Clang!..." The Birdwing Ballistas were the first to come under attack. First, they had been positioned at the very front. Second, Ye Luo knew the power of these huge weapons and naturally treated them as primary targets. At long range, the Birdwing Ballistas rivaled the