"Hahahaha, who says knowledge isn't power?"
The great scholar Ward laughed wildly.
"Look, this is the path to saving the world, the torrent of steel will eventually drown the tide of monsters."
Amidst the huge roar, eleven psychic golems plowed eleven avenues through the blood tide. Without souls, the pollution and blood light couldn't erode them, and with source material as anchors internally, the operators were completely protected.
They feared no injury, no blood light or black fog, charging through the blood tide, greatly relieving the pressure.
"But it's still not enough."
Rod quickly saw the weakness of the psychic golems.
They couldn't counter the relatively agile Fallen, nor effectively control non-hand-to-hand monsters, their rampage only suppressed flesh monsters, but couldn't challenge king level monsters.
The pressure on the battlefield eased, but it was still not enough.
Just then, another wave of reinforcements arrived from the flank of Great Dragon City.
