The boundless army before them seemed like a surging tide of darkness.
The army of the benevolent and orderly camp in the sky gave an even more magnificent feeling, with various rare flying units blocking out the light.
The magnificent scene surpassed ordinary imagination.
This was the contest between the old gods and the new.
The viewers in the live broadcast room were excited.
"If I could possess one-tenth of these armies or one-thousandth, I could conquer a country!"
"So, this is the true power of the sects? They have countless extraordinary and legendary units! Look at those few riding giant eagles, they are transcendent-level heroes!"
For any Lord, such a scene was very unreal.
Despite the advancements, the majority of people's strength still remained at an ordinary level.
The Crimson Moon's live broadcast room closed.
It left people puzzled. Was this also their plan?
