Mo Fei continuously integrated his spirit with the Pillar of Creation while observing the battlefield. Although he couldn't intervene now, it didn't stop him from controlling the situation.
Viewing the battlefield from a God's perspective, watching his troops battling the ever-flowing Adventurers, occasionally issuing some instructions, it felt like playing a tower defense game.
Battle damage was maintained well; until now, at least thirty thousand Adventurers were eliminated, while the losses of the monster servant Legion were less than five thousand, most of whom had already been resurrected.
Mo Fei didn't pile all his forces at the Doomsday Plaza. Mainly, it was defended by a hundred thousand monster servants and fifty thousand Dragon Worship Cult followers. Some cannon fodder would suffice, while the real killing force was the Ancient Dragons and Dragon Legion.
"Well done, everyone, continue fighting, maintain the current rhythm."
