The armies of Evil Worms on both sides transformed into guards, spinning their bodies like blades to clear the approaching Civilization Heroic Remains.
More flying units of the Insect Race dived down, using their bodies to block the long-range strikes from the sky.
At this moment, the Insect Race became the most fearless and relentless vanguard, "carrying" the players forward toward the direction where the Shadow of Civilization resided.
Under the path carved by the flesh and blood of the Insect Race, the advancing player sub-teams shot forward like arrows from a bowstring, rapidly closing in on their respective targets.
At this moment, the symbol's countdown reached zero.
"Aim for the marked target, close the dueling chamber!"
The roar of the Divine King and the commanders of the United Battle Group resounded simultaneously in the battle group channel.
In various parts of the battlefield, space emitted intense twisting ripples.
