One thousand... two thousand... three thousand...
When the number of those terrifying six-armed, four-winged creatures reached three thousand six hundred, the continuously pulsing light gates finally stopped. Three thousand six hundred domain-level experts were already enough to defeat any one of the three races—humans, Zerg, or Protoss.
The human councilors and the Protoss matriarch stared blankly at that terrifying fourth force, unable to understand when domain-level experts had become an army numbering in the hundreds and thousands.
"Retreat! Full retreat!" Ye Luo ordered decisively, his eyes filled with deep wariness.
Although the enemy was incredibly powerful—so powerful that even with more than a billion Zerg, Ye Luo had little confidence in victory—the swarm felt no fear. To them, three thousand six hundred domain-level experts were no different from three thousand six hundred Supreme Gods; the only difference was that one was hard to chew and the other easy to chew. The swarm feared nothing, and thus was not oppressed by the enemy's overwhelming presence. The instant Ye Luo gave the order to retreat, the swarm steadily and orderly shielded the Zerg warships and Zerg heroes as they slowly withdrew...
"Buzz..." But just as the swarm had retreated several thousand meters, a colossal barrier descended from the sky. Ye Luo had no idea how vast its range was. Looking up, he saw an endless pale-yellow barrier falling from above toward the ground beneath his feet, with no visible boundary. Even an Overlord's maximum vision could only make out a faint glow in the far distance.
Ye Luo's heart lurched. This barrier had likely sealed off the entire star region where the three races were fighting. Such terrifying power was absolutely beyond any god-level expert. That meant the enemy's level could only be...
"Humans, Zerg, Protoss—the three races have struggled for supremacy