Just as their hearts were slightly settling, they saw ten Divine Spirits slowly rise from the city wall.
Dark Night Elves, Titans, Goblins, Vampires... all kinds of races were present.
This was not all. Behind the ten or so Divine Spirits, more than two hundred mechanical puppets, each over twenty meters high, quietly floated up.
Each one emanated the aura of a Divine Spirit...
At this moment, the remaining 27 Divine Spirits were filled with dread.
Their limbs went weak one by one.
Once again, they looked at the Main God in the sky, whose appearance was excessively young, and felt like crying but had no tears.
It's not that they are spared, but rather they are deemed unworthy of attention!
This power alone, among all the Divine Pantheon, could dominate easily!
Before they could recover from shock, they saw the other side already launching a charge.
Facing an attack of over two hundred Divine Level combat forces at the same time... the scene became extremely exaggerated.
