"Wiped out the Church of the God of Nobility's vanguard?" Upon receiving the news, Ollian could not help but laugh. "Excellent! Now the advantage is on our side!"
Originally, the two churches each had their own strengths, but the Church of the God of Nobility had deeper foundations after all and held a certain advantage—if measured in numbers, the balance had roughly been four to six. But after these waves of fighting, especially after the annihilation of the Church of the God of Nobility's vanguard, the balance of strength had reversed. It was still four to six now... but the Church of the God of Knowledge had become the side with the "six."
After laughing, Ollian quickly regained her calm and stern expression.
"Advantage" and "victory" were two different things. Never mind an advantage of only sixty percent—even an advantage of ninety-nine percent had little practical meaning unless true victory had been achieved.
Moreover, she had noticed that their own side had no small problems as well.
The divine envoys' explosive power was indeed formidable, and this wave of attacks had been tremendously powerful. But behind that fierce assault lay an astonishing expenditure. Many divine envoys had already fallen into exhaustion. Without some rest, they could no longer fight; even after resting, it would be difficult for them to unleash another storm-like barrage like the one before.
The Church of the God of Nobility had suffered a considerable blow, but it had not lost a single legendary powerhouse. That meant it had not truly been crippled. For a great church that had existed for centuries and possessed several temples in countries across the world, losses below the legendary tier were nothing significant unless ten thousand or eight thousand people died at once.
So despite how lively the battle looked, and