Time passed, and nearly ten days went by in the blink of an eye.
Meanwhile, within the Foreign-Race Divine Kingdom, the battle had finally reached its final stage.
Yang San led his army straight toward the Divine Kingdom Core.
The core region of the Splitting Beast Divine Kingdom was now in ruins, and the enemy had only a little over fifty billion troops remaining.
Yet Yang Fan's army of believers did not rashly launch a final assault.
They steadily spread out their formation along the perimeter. Layer upon layer of defensive lines stood at the front, while nearly five hundred thousand Adult Elves stood in orderly ranks at the rear, their bowstrings drawn taut.
Arrows poured down like rain, continuously suppressing the enemy's movements.
But what truly struck fear into people's hearts was not the rain of arrows, but the sight at the center of the battlefield.
Large numbers of Splitting Beasts had been infected by the Zombie Virus. Their eyes were blood-red, their minds had collapsed, and they crazily pounced on nearby kin, tearing and Devouring them.
The once-dense beast horde was now collapsing from within. Chaos was consuming everything.
High in the sky, the Splitting Beast Demigod was furious as Divine Oracles descended one after another.
"All believers, form defensive formations!"
"Immediately kill anyone who has been contaminated!"
"Make sure you are not injured in the process!"
"My God..." a Qi Refining Realm Splitting Beast reported while looking upward. "The unranked citizens have no intelligence, and there are too many of them. The Divine Oracle is difficult to convey..."
After a brief silence, that enraged will descended again.
"Then put the useless to use! Send them to charge the enemy lines!"
The order was cold and cruel. He had clearly completely abandoned those low-level citizens.
High above,