In the Western divine Kingdom.
A day had passed, but the city was still in chaos. The Prophet God was badly injured, and the life goddess was healing him. The other gods were also healing themselves.
There were a million soldiers in the city, and they had suffered great losses. Tens of thousands of them had died in battle.
Fortunately, there were no ordinary people in the city. At this moment, after some repairs, it was barely able to restore its former military might.
Li Hao's side felt that they were at a disadvantage, and so did the Queen's side.
This time, a large number of gods had awakened.
They had planned to March straight into the Central Plains without anyone stopping them. Their target was the powerhouses in the ancient relics, not Li Hao's team.
Who knew that the ancient people would suffer a great loss at Li Hao's side before they even saw a few of them?
At this moment, in the temple.
