One by one, the Celestial Soldiers were desperately depleting the spiritual power within their bodies, then injecting it into the Celestial Generals, who guided the grand array to mend the rifts.
Unfortunately, in dealing with these scourges of the old era, the Dragon Country had mobilized an unknown number of ammunition depots this time.
For the Rabbit, who always had a fear of insufficient firepower, now was not the time to save stock.
Thus, four hundred-thousand-strong legions set up their formations, recklessly firing all sorts of missiles and rockets to their death.
Wave after wave, the relentless bombardment turned the faces of the Celestial Soldiers and Generals ashen.
A thousand years ago, they were the high and mighty Celestial Soldiers and Generals, and the people of the Mortal World were nothing but ants providing them with faith.
These ants, though growing stronger, found it quite difficult to even reach Tier Three.
