Volume One, Chapter 41
The various factions soon received news of the Alliance army's defeat as well. Ordinary people were dumbfounded. The Alliance had eighty billion troops, while Great Qin had only ten billion—how had the Alliance been defeated so quickly? They were far too weak!
The kingdom factions rushing over also cursed without restraint. What a bunch of useless trash.
They had not actually expected the Alliance to be particularly formidable. They had only wanted it to hold Great Qin back for a little while, yet the Alliance could not even manage something so simple. They were furious.
When Fengshen Sha learned this news, her previously decent mood immediately turned ugly. She thought to herself, "This Alliance is completely useless—not even as good as trash."
Great Qin had not expected to resolve things so quickly either. Had they known the Alliance was this pathetic, Great Qin would only have needed to send five billion troops to deal with them.
By now, almost everyone was cursing the Alliance. The Alliance itself fled back in disgrace, covered in dirt and ash, too ashamed to face anyone.
Having eliminated the Alliance's threat, Great Qin could now focus wholeheartedly on dealing with the Wind God Empire.
The various kingdoms also understood that the situation was urgent and hastened toward Great Qin.
Fengshen Sha felt an immense pressure as well. Though the hurricane was currently battering Great Qin and forcing it into a passive defense, she had little confidence in her heart.
Sure enough, only seconds later, Zhao Fu issued another order.
Countless soldiers raised the weapons in their hands. Streams of alchemy power flowed into them, and waves of incomparably sharp aura spread out, as though they could slice open skin itself, making people feel immense danger.
Countless sharp auras continuously gathered in