Meanwhile, more and more elven warriors began arriving in this Divine Kingdom through Spatial Rifts.
Ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million, ten million!
Densely packed green figures kept appearing, then swiftly assembled behind Yang Fan's army.
Unlike human believers, Elvenkind, who followed the path of divine kin, reproduced far too slowly.
Even after all these years of development, the total number of elven warriors in Yang Fan's Divine Kingdom was only twenty to thirty million.
This time, to deal with the army of Yin Soldiers before them as quickly as possible, Yang Da had directly mobilized nearly half the elven warriors in the entire Divine Kingdom!
After all, opportunities in battle vanished in the blink of an eye.
No one knew how many tricks the gods of the Wraith Race still had hidden up their sleeves.
Rather than let the war weapons on the front lines continue suffering heavy losses, it was better to concentrate their strength while the water of life could counter resentment energy and break the enemy's main force as thoroughly as possible!
At this moment, the very rear of Yang Fan's army was already filled with neatly arrayed elven warriors.
At Yang Da's command, all the elven warriors raised their longbows at once.
Bowstrings drew taut, and arrowheads locked onto their targets.
The next instant, ten thousand arrows flew together!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Streaks of milky-white light shot toward the army of Yin Soldiers like a dense rain, blotting out the sky.
As soon as one volley ended, the next followed.
The arrows soaked in water of life wove an enormous net of white light across the gray sky.
Faced with these attacks specifically designed to counter resentment energy, the army of Yin Soldiers, which had been advancing in orderly ranks, finally showed