In the sky, dense formations of dark aircraft arranged themselves in rows. Like thick storm clouds before a tempest, they gathered in overwhelming numbers—various models and flying weapons whose names Yumo couldn't identify suddenly converged, forming a heavy canopy that blocked out the sunlight and cast vast shadows below.
On the ground, elite abyss demon subjugation forces, heavy mechanical legions, and terrifying heavy artillery spread out in endless lines like a massive dragon. All manner of high-tier weapons and equipment stretched beyond count.
Alliance banners fluttered in the wind.
The Alliance army summoned by Yaohuaba was vast in number, their heavy footsteps shaking the very ground as they advanced forward.
At the same time, various models of heavy weapons and war machine lined up on the ground in formation, their cannon muzzles aimed toward the black-haired girl, ready to unleash devastating attacks at any moment.
