Yao Ming's expression turned grave. He immediately issued orders to gather all their forces and resist Great Qin. This time, he felt immense pressure, as though Great Qin was determined to wipe out the Demon Horn Empire.
Relying on the Demon Horn Empire alone, Yao Ming had little confidence in being able to withstand Great Qin. He immediately requested aid from the Alliance and the Wind God Empire, as well as the powerful factions within the Inner Guti Domain that supported the Demon Horn Empire.
They had to stop Great Qin's assault this time. If they failed to hold them back, the Demon Horn Empire might perish for good.
Fengshen Sha's expression was solemn. Great Qin was determined to destroy the Demon Horn Empire this time, sending out its entire army. Even she felt her hair stand on end beneath that immense killing aura.
If the Demon Horn Empire were destroyed, Great Qin's next target would be the Wind God Empire. Though she disliked the Demon Horn Empire somewhat, Fengshen Sha still decided to help it resist Great Qin.
"Gather the Wind God soldiers!"
At Fengshen Sha's command, the Wind God Empire shook. Countless soldiers clad in azure armor and wielding azure weapons gathered together, radiating powerful wind-attributed energy.
The various Alliance factions wore equally grave expressions as they hurriedly assembled their forces, preparing to support the Demon Horn Empire.
Most of those gathering troops were major factions, but some mid-tier factions and smaller factions did not move. In particular, the smaller factions felt Great Qin's immense killing aura and understood that joining the war would be no different from becoming cannon fodder.
Even if Zhao Fu had not come looking for them now, they would not have dared to take part in this war that shook all directions.
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