"What a pity..."
Inside the tent, there were a few scholars with feather fans and silk scarves.
They heard the sound of the war horn, watched as the floating battleships urgently ascended, and the entire camp began to prepare for war in an orderly manner, but their expressions didn't look good: "We were fully prepared, hoping to subdue the enemy without a fight, but it turns out that the opposite side is a brute, charging straight ahead..."
In fact, this was the best way to respond.
Otherwise, the longer the time dragged on, the more advantageous the situation would surely become for the Great Zhou Divine System!
"Destruction... truly deserving of a god who could ascend to true godhood during the chaotic times of the past."
The War God sighed.
