As Zhao Fu's power grew stronger and stronger, the people of Darkwater Continent became deeply uneasy. On the second day, they decided to strike first, joining forces to attack Zhao Fu's faction.
If it continued expanding at this rate, Zhao Fu's faction destroying them would only be a matter of time. They had to make the first move, or it would be too late.
The remaining city lords across Darkwater had already gathered together to discuss how to destroy Zhao Fu's faction.
Zhao Fu's faction had now occupied one corner of Darkwater Continent. The remaining forces could divide into three armies and launch a simultaneous attack on Zhao Fu's faction.
This time, more than ten thousand city lords had gathered, along with eight hundred million troops. They still held a considerable advantage.
This gave the various factions great confidence, and they began discussing their strategy in detail—how they would launch their attack.
"Bad news! That system army has launched an attack first. They're attacking the eastern part of Darkwater Continent!" While everyone had been discussing matters, a soldier hurriedly rushed in to report.
"What?"
Everyone was greatly shocked. They had never expected the system faction to beat them to the punch and strike first.
They had gathered people to discuss destroying Zhao Fu's faction. Such a massive movement naturally could not escape Zhao Fu's notice. He also understood that he could not wait any longer and had to strike first, so he launched the attack.
Most of the city lords from the various factions were still here discussing matters, leaving their cities without city lords and thus rather vulnerable. This made them panic greatly. In particular, the city lords from the east, where Zhao Fu's faction was attacking, hurried back one after another.
The forces from the other directions also