"Ah! Run! Damn blasphemers! How did they release thirty Flame Tornadoes this time?"
"Damn blasphemers! You're despicable, shameless, and you don't keep your word!"
As thirty Flame Tornadoes began to wreak havoc, wails and screams immediately rang out across the earthen slope.
At the same time, soldiers of the Gods' Allied Army were cursing wildly at the mountaintop.
The main reason was that they had already grown used to Nalant's three or five Flame Tornadoes. Thirty at once had directly harvested more than ten thousand people, instantly filling the soldiers of the Gods' Allied Army with fear once more.
Immediately, the Gods' Allied Army on the mountain retreated again.
At that moment, Nalant was also on the cliff, checking the effect of the thirty Flame Tornadoes. When he heard the soldiers of the Gods' Allied Army cursing him out, he could not help rolling his eyes.
"Damn it, I'm at war with you, all right? It's not like we're playing house. I send you a few extra Flame Tornadoes and you start cursing my mother."
"I didn't see you going easy on me when I had fewer Flame Tornadoes!"
Of course, complaints were complaints. Next, Nalant would definitely make these soldiers of the Gods' Allied Army remember the lesson again.
"Get back there, all of you! Anyone who retreats again will be killed without mercy!"
"Everyone forward! The enemy's Flame Tornadoes have already disappeared, and they don't have much wood left. This is nothing but their death throes. There's no need to be afraid."
"That's right. The gods are watching us from below the mountain. Warriors of the divine army, show your loyalty and attack!"
Once they confirmed that the Flame Tornadoes above had already burned out, the captains in the Gods' Allied Army once again began gathering the soldiers