Just then.
Behind the army, a thick white mist suddenly rose from where Elvenkind stood.
The white mist spread with astonishing speed, shrouding a vast area in an instant and concealing the elven warriors and everything around them.
At the sight, Lingyuan abruptly rose to his feet.
As the lord of the Divine Kingdom, he already possessed an extremely keen sense of changes along its outer perimeter.
Now, without hesitation, he pushed his perception to its limit, trying to penetrate the white mist and investigate what lay within.
Yet no matter how hard he tried, he could obtain no precise information about Elvenkind's position.
Lingyuan's expression changed sharply.
"Damn it! They've used a single-use war supply that can block my perception!"
Lingyuan whipped his head around and barked:
"Send the order immediately! Have the Death God's Scythes advance at full speed!"
"Once they reach the target location, don't hesitate. Self-destruct at once!"
At those words, the wraith race god's expression changed drastically.
"Well... Captain, are we really going to do this?"
The wraith race god could not help speaking up.
"These are five S-Class War Buildings. Won't the losses be..."
"Do as I say!"
Lingyuan cut the other party off, his voice carrying unquestionable resolve.
"The sooner, the better! They're probably covering Elvenkind's evacuation. We can't let this opportunity slip away!"
Hearing that, the wraith race god dared not hesitate any longer.
"Yes, Captain!"
Inside the Death God's Scythes, the Wraith Race believers who received the order dared not delay, pouring all their soul energy into the war structures.
In an instant, all five Death God's Scythes erupted with dense black mist.
They slowly raised their right hands, holding their enormous scythes horizontally before them.
The next moment, the scythes swung violently!
Rip!
As though something had been forcibly sliced