Chapter 1365 The War on the Other Side

"According to intelligence from the Holy City, we will be facing approximately 200,000 high-level gods this time!"

The alliance's commander-in-chief, a ninth-tier elven warrior, addressed a formation of soldiers before him with a solemn expression: "The gods of the divine realm are incredibly powerful. Even if we are of the same level, we can only defeat them by sheer numbers."

The Dream Thieves' god-level powerhouses are all in the Holy City, blocking the Divine Punishment Army of the Divine Realm Royal Court. They can only send a limited number of god-level powerhouses to assist us in the battle.

You are all geniuses blessed with divine protection, future god hunters!

I hope you will do your best to survive on the battlefield, and if necessary, use our allied soldiers as shields.

During the war mobilization period, I had the leaders of the allied countries convey this message to every soldier in the troops.

The millions of warriors in the alliance will find ways to help you on the battlefield, so don't feel any psychological burden.

Remember, as long as you survive on the battlefield and continue to grow, you will all become God Hunters, with far greater potential than we are.

Looking at this group of protectors whose strength ranged from low to high, the elven commander-in-chief said with deep emotion, "Never hesitate when necessary!"

The entrusted protectors all bowed their heads and remained silent.

They could be said to be all the protectors on Un'gomulos.

There are fewer than two thousand Protectors from all races combined, and most of them are still mid-level. The number of low-level Protectors is small because Anno had previously arranged for Fate to train them in combat on hostile planes.

However, it might be too early to send them to the battlefield against high-ranking gods.

But the enemy was already at their doorstep, and there was no time left for them to continue developing.

The Holy City World City stopped the powerful Divine Punishment Army, so these gods were naturally dealt with by the Alliance's army.

Moreover, there are strong individuals within the alliance.

In the early days of World War I, before the Holy City was established, didn't all the nations still struggle with armies from other dimensions for a long time?

"The enemy is coming, children, are you ready?"

The figure of fate suddenly appeared in front of the Guardians' group.

When the Elf Commander saw Destiny, he immediately led the people behind him to bow deeply.

At this point, fate had become extremely aged due to the backlash it suffered from repeatedly predicting and revealing the future.

He held a long staff, wore a white robe, and was bent over, looking like an old man about to be buried.

But the light shining in the eyes of fate made all those who looked directly at it feel an unfathomable depth.

It's not a matter of strength, but rather a matter of mindset!

No one can see through Fate's current thoughts, not even Anno, who knows what Fate is truly thinking right now.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

It can be said that all those who are protected by fate are those he has cultivated, and the latter also feel a sense of peace when they see fate.

The shouts of the protectors also prompted the surrounding soldiers to shout in response, which gradually turned into a chorus of shouts from tens of millions of soldiers.

The Protoss soldiers, who were almost face-to-face with the enemy, couldn't help but swallow hard when they heard the shouts of battle coming from the other side.

Although they were all from the divine race and were all high-ranking, there were only 300,000 of them on their journey!

It appears to be a battle of 300,000 against 10 million, but a high-level god only needs a dozen or so alliance soldiers, which is a very simple matter for the high-level god.

But you can't calculate it that way on the battlefield.

Ten million is a full 9.7 million more than three hundred thousand!

While it's impossible for so many people to rush in all at once, it's also impossible to distribute them evenly and ensure a fair fight.

A concentrated barrage of high-level war magic attacks would even bring down a ninth-tier god!

Moreover, the Protoss army always had several god-level powerhouses hanging behind them.

In fact, this Protoss force was forced onto this path; their retreat was cut off, making even withdrawal difficult.

"kill!"

In the end, the Protoss had no choice but to grit their teeth and charge into the seemingly endless ranks of Alliance soldiers.

They now know they are like rootless duckweed on the battlefield, but they have no choice but to grit their teeth and continue fighting.

"Let's do it!"

The numerous god-level dream thieves who followed had no intention of having the god-level powerhouses in the god race attack the alliance forces, nor did they intend to have the extremely powerful ninth-tier peak god race rush into the alliance and wreak havoc.

Following Anno's instructions, no matter how strong the Protoss forces are, the Alliance soldiers must still participate in the battle.

Because the enemy is powerful, we must improve our strength as quickly as possible.

Otherwise, you'll never be able to beat them in your entire life.

This war was also a baptism for the soldiers of the Alliance.

Those who survive become the strong!

Those who fell became martyrs!