Human Sovereign Fuxi's proposal was soon adopted.
They had no choice. Their resources were limited, after all, and since they had determined how long the Superweapon remained effective, and the underground walls could also hold the enemy back, all they needed to do now was lure them deeper in.
Without the energy net blocking their path, those maniacs who cared nothing for their lives charged madly inside.
They began attacking the puppet soldiers guarding the defensive line.
At that moment, the Behemoth Beast Emperor returned, covered in bruises and blood, looking utterly wretched.
"Those bastards really don't care whether they live or die. When they fight you, every attack is practically suicidal. Can we really hold them off?"
Although the Superweapon had just demonstrated tremendous power, the Behemoth Beast Emperor was still terribly anxious.
Those who had never been to the front lines had no idea how crazed the enemy was. Only after truly understanding how terrifying these creatures were could they know just how difficult this battle was.
Human Sovereign Fuxi furrowed his brow. "We will hold them off. We still have plenty of trump cards we haven't used. I refuse to believe these monsters really can't be wiped out."
After just one battle, the Behemoth Beast Emperor was already struggling to endure. Though they were powerful Perfect Gods, among the strongest here in terms of individual strength, that was not enough.
Their fighting power was still pitifully weak compared with the Independent Alliance's overall strength.
Although the Superweapon was activated intermittently, wiping out large numbers of great accomplishment gods among the Dead, it was not enough.
Their defensive line continued to shrink steadily.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.
"Your Highness Fuxi, Ant Race Overlord, our reserves of origin energy are running low. At