The enormous, overlapping twelve wings seemed like the descent of a true god, forming an indestructible barrier that sheltered the Douluo Three Kingdoms behind it and kept the Sun Moon Empire outside.
"God!"
Under the radiance of those twelve wings, the nearly two million soldiers the three empires had gathered anew immediately threw down their weapons and prostrated themselves toward that golden figure.
Of this reassembled army of two million, fewer than a fifth were elites who had truly experienced the border war.
The other four-fifths were either City Defense Army soldiers from other cities or simply civilians who had gathered voluntarily. They were essentially a disorganized rabble, having enlisted in a moment of hotheadedness because they did not want their countries destroyed, coupled with propaganda from the leaders of the Douluo Three Kingdoms.
When the Sun Moon Empire had just launched that terrifying offensive, and the oppressive presence of death had rushed toward them, most of those four-fifths had actually already regretted coming.
Offering up one's head and spilling one's hot blood might have been heroic beyond measure, but the fear of facing death made people all the more desperate to escape it.
Yet before they had time to mutiny, Ye Qing had descended proudly in the guise of a savior!
That was right. This figure was none other than Ye Qing-Ye Qing in his Divine Clone state!
That sacred aura could not be faked. Radiant, majestic, holy, and imposing, it also carried the transcendent air unique to a God Level powerhouse, to say nothing of how it affected that four-fifths of disorganized rabble.
Even the remaining fifth, along with some powerful Soul Masters whose wills were less firm, offered their faith to Ye Qing.
Indeed, this was also Ye Qing's objective.
Faith!
He turned around and smiled at