Just as the enemy threw everything into extinguishing the flames...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
A dense chorus of arrows slicing through the air suddenly rang out across heaven and earth.
Countless arrows poured down from high above.
Nearly a hundred million Elven Warriors drew their bows at once.
Arrow after arrow fell like a torrential downpour, blanketing the entire battlefield.
Thud, thud, thud!
The fifth-tier artificial lifeforms, which had only just restored their formation, had no time to reorganize their defenses before the arrows pierced them.
In an instant, the entire battlefield became a killing field where death reaped a dense harvest.
More and more artificial lifeforms dissolved into motes of light.
Soon, Han Lingzhi's army of two hundred million had vanished entirely from the Simulated Battlefield.
Of course, this was not because Han Lingzhi's believers were weak.
Quite the opposite: whether it was the Seventh-Tier Intelligent Weapon or the computing power of the fifth-tier artificial lifeforms, the combat strength they displayed far exceeded Yang Fan's initial expectations.
What truly limited them was their numbers.
With a mere two hundred million believers, even relying on advanced intelligent weapons could only keep them going for so long.
Under successive assaults from Yang Fan's ten-billion-strong army, once their shields collapsed, the enormous disparity in numbers was laid completely bare.
If Han Lingzhi had ten billion believers at that moment too...
Even if Yang Fan brought out every Nascent Soul, Martial Emperor, and fourth-tier artificial lifeform in his Divine Kingdom, he most likely would not have been able to win.
Han Lingzhi herself stood somewhat dazed.
The outcome of this battle had gone far beyond her expectations.
She slowly turned to look at the ten-billion-strong army still standing on the battlefield.
Even as a Sixth-Tier Mechanical God who had observed countless Divine Kingdom