At daybreak, the thunderous boom of war drums had already echoed across the battlefield.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The war drums, enhanced with amplification effects, erupted with deafening roars as they were struck without pause!
All the gates of the Heaven Dou Empire camp were wide open, and every soldier stood in formation, ready for battle!
No soldier acted rashly, because they understood that they were not the ones who would determine the outcome of this war.
Marshal Ge Long had originally intended to mount his warhorse, but Lin Ya directly pulled him down.
"Why is a Titled Douluo riding a horse?"
Ge Long did not understand, but he obediently listened. After all, this was his genuine lifesaver.
Thus, Ge Long stood directly behind Lin Ya, serving quite well as a cheerleader.
Marshal Ge Long and the New Interception Sect's eighteen Titled Douluo—nineteen Titled Douluo in total—stood in a single line, their terrifying presence blotting out the sky!
Nineteen Titled Douluo!
At that moment, the immense pressure left even the Star Luo Empire's defending troops struggling to breathe!
Even Bibi Dong could not help frowning at that lineup.
It was not because she feared those Titled Douluo.
With enough Titled Douluo, they might be able to kill a God Official, but they could never stand against a Third-Level God.
Besides, Bibi Dong's Rakshasa God was a First-Level God!
She merely wondered, "How did this New Interception Sect cultivate so many Titled Douluo?"
Spirit Hall had accumulated its foundation for countless years before producing barely more than ten Titled Douluo.
Yet Lin Ya had only risen to power a few years ago!
A few years of effort had already matched their ten-thousand-year accumulation. Lin Ya was truly terrifying.
"But it is useless. Before a true god, no matter how many Titled Douluo