Two [Immortal War-Spirit Steles] were enough to more than double his believers' overall combat strength.
With this power, he would surely win this war!
"After this battle, seize all these War Weapons and intelligent weapons, then sell them!"
"Use the proceeds to buy defensive structures in bulk!"
"Keep this man from invading again!"
Watching his army advance rapidly, Ma Huainan was already making plans for after his victory.
As for invading the enemy's Divine Kingdom in return...
He had long since abandoned that idea entirely.
He knew perfectly well that, given the depth of resources the enemy's Divine Kingdom had displayed, taking revenge would have to wait.
At least a hundred years, perhaps even a thousand.
Behind the battlefield, Yang Shi watched Ma Huainan's army suddenly surge in strength, and the disdain on his face only deepened.
"Just two measly Immortal War-Spirit Steles."
"That's your trump card?"
Yang Shi sneered.
After all, there were a full two to three hundred of these S-class war buildings, [Immortal War-Spirit Steles], in Yang Fan's Divine Kingdom.
That was how many he possessed.
The next moment, Yang Shi turned to the White Jiangshi Commander behind him.
"Here are twenty [Flesh Calamity Broodmothers]."
"Assign ten thousand White Jiangshi believers to control each one."
"Stop their charge."
"Yes!"
The White Jiangshi Commander answered respectfully.
Then large numbers of White Jiangshi believers sprang into action.
Twenty enormous Flesh Calamity Broodmothers slowly appeared on the battlefield.
A nauseatingly thick stench of rotting flesh and blood suddenly drifted across the battlefield from behind the zombie army.
The next moment...
Rumble!
The earth began to tremble as twenty enormous Flesh Colossi slowly rolled forward, their massive bodies pressing against the ground and leaving trails of flesh and blood.
They rolled all the way to the front of the zombie