On the northern front's building ship, the expression of the Star Moon Saintly Venerable changed for the first time: "Impossible!"
The Blood Race had besieged the Righteous Blood Sacred Land many times before. In the numerous wars against the human race, they were already familiar with the rhythm of the human side. Three days was a dividing line, marking the beginning of the human defense's weakness, which had been repeatedly proven in previous wars.
But why this time...
Even though he was indifferent to the death of those cannon fodders, his expression was somewhat hideous at this moment.
Previously, the deaths of the cannon fodder were necessary and valuable. Their deaths wore down the human forces and paved the way for the later counterattacks, but this sudden change was unexpected for all the Blood Race.
In just that one instance, tens of thousands of Blood Race under his command had died or were injured.
Since when did the human race become so resilient?
