"This... we really do need your bugs for this. Against an army swarming in these numbers, our efficiency alone is useless..."
High in the sky, the Dwarf King rode a Griffin, watching the bugs charge into the mass of corpses below with a somewhat reflective expression.
"During the Natural Disaster back then, we mainly struck at their strongest forces too. You can't kill off a Natural Disaster. They're different from Orcs..."
Riding a Hippogriff, the Elf King also showed a trace of reminiscence.
Legendary and Sacred Domain powerhouses possessed tremendous destructive power.
With one full-force strike from a Sacred Domain powerhouse, the shock waves and flying rubble alone could kill ordinary people across an area the size of a soccer field!
But even with the replenishment and support of Antares World, Sacred Domain powerhouses still had their limits.
An invading army on the scale of a Natural Disaster was simply not something they could eradicate.
What truly decided the outcome was warriors and heroes stepping forward to lead soldiers, fighting bloody battle after bloody battle to wipe out the Natural Disaster!
Soldiers against soldiers, kings against kings!
This time, because the outbreak had occurred in the continent's central region, there had barely been any preparations, nor were there fortified passes to defend. If these Corpse Ghouls were allowed to spread...
It was entirely possible that they would become a new Natural Disaster sweeping across the world!
But at that moment, the million-strong Swarm Army, traveling day and night, had stepped forward.
Sicklebugs were a cost-effective unit within the Swarm, and their abilities were not particularly strong.
But that comparison was against powerful fighters!
Individually, even Lizardmen and Orcs, whose entire populations could fight, could not compare to Sicklebugs with their innate exoskeletons.
Ordinary Corpse Ghouls could not breach the Swarm's