Chapter 932: The Might of the Three Saintly Domains! A Crushing Opening!

"All battle formations, shift positions quickly! Catapults, prepare!"

Although the Zi Yun Empire's battle formations had been stunned by the Flame Empire's three volleys of crossbow fire, the Zi Yun Holy Son remained calm.

The three volleys targeted the front-line formations; along the hundred-kilometer-long battle line, the front row consisted of over a hundred formations, representing over a million men.

These three volleys inflicted at least half casualties on the front-line formations.

Of course, among the total casualties, the number of dead was far fewer than the number of wounded.

The Zi Yun Empire had numerous mages, who together halted the spread of fire after the explosive flames ignited; otherwise, casualties would have been far more staggering.

Even so, the front-line formations were completely crippled and could no longer withstand the Flame Empire's assault.

But they had three rows of formations!

Unlike the Flame Empire, which had only two to three rows of formations in the central area.

Under the Zi Yun Holy Son's orders, the Zi Yun Empire's second-row formations advanced swiftly to take the front.

Meanwhile, commanders within the first-row formations rapidly directed warriors to drag the wounded and dead to the rear.

Removing wounded warriors from the battlefield now would prevent them from becoming a liability.

As a great empire, these warriors were of high quality and reacted with remarkable speed.

They must have trained extensively in formation shifts!

In the midst of the original front-line warriors, countless catapults were released from magic bags.

"Hurry, hurry! Adjust the angles quickly!"

Around each catapult stood a dozen or more warriors.

As soon as the catapults emerged, the warriors began adjusting their angles and loading magic projectiles.

"We must buy them some time!"

In the sky, the Zi Yun Holy Son murmured to himself.

On such a battlefield, king against king, general against general—high-tier mages typically refrain from targeting ordinary warriors until the enemy's elite powerhouses are defeated.

The reason is simple.

It's not some outdated code of honor!

It's because every ounce of power in a high-tier mage's battle is precious.

On such a battlefield, warriors' equipment is exceptionally refined; even a large-area forbidden spell would be absorbed by defensive arrays for one or two rounds, and even after the array breaks, the enemy still has anti-magic shields.

Even if a forbidden mage narrows the attack range and unleashes full power to shatter one defensive array,

what difference does it make in a battlefield of millions? Killing tens of thousands at once won't alter the tide.

If you expend all your power, what will you use to counter the enemy's forbidden mages?

Besides, the enemy's forbidden mages won't let you target their ordinary warriors!

This is also why, in heavenly divine wars, if two gods' powers are closely matched, the role of saints becomes crucial.

Saints can be used to drain the divine power of the opposing god.

And on the Continent of Gods, there are weapons specifically designed to deal with ordinary warriors.

But this time, the Zi Yun Holy Son decided to strike first at the Flame Empire's ordinary warriors, because the Flame Empire's troops were advancing too quickly.

In the Zi Yun Holy Son's view, the Flame Empire may not have more elite powerhouses than they did!

They were a millennia-old empire!

"All forbidden-tier mages, unleash full power!"

The Zi Yun Holy Son gave the order.

Instantly, massive waves of energy surged through the sky.

The Zi Yun Empire had an abundance of forbidden-tier mages—dozens of them!

Even legendary-tier beings numbered six or seven!

At this moment, all these forbidden-tier and legendary-tier mages launched magical attacks along this hundred-kilometer front line!

The only one who did not act was Saintly Domain Gabriel.

The sheer number of mages above forbidden-tier unleashing devastating forbidden spells produced an astonishing effect.

The entire sky was instantly obscured by thick clouds, within which all kinds of energy raged wildly—terrifying, like the end of the world!

The dust swirling in the air was instantly swept clean.

"All ballistae, target the catapults! Notify the Holy Maiden and Chief Luxini—we're acting!"

On the flying ship, Meng Ying raised an eyebrow at the commotion caused by the Zi Yun Empire and calmly issued her order.

Now, the three Saintly Domains of the Flame Empire: Meng Ying in the center, Sister Qing Ling on the left, Luxini on the right.

After Meng Ying gave the order, she flew out first; Sister Qing Ling and Luxini followed suit.

"Huh? Three women! Does this country have no men left, or are they just overconfident—sending out three women instead of mages to block us? Hehe~"

The Zi Yun Empire's Imperial Prince sneered.

"If you'd sent out masses of mages, you might have minimized the damage—but now, you're asking for trouble!"

The Imperial Prince didn't move, but his mockery was flawless.

Soon after his words faded, the terrifying magical attacks from the sky descended upon the Flame Empire's army.

Such devastating magical assaults blanketed the entire front line!

These attacks included magic of every element.

Lightning, fire, wind, ice, water, earth…

Visually, the sheer volume of magic was dazzling.

Colors of every hue filled the entire sky!

But their power was terrifyingly lethal.

"Don't worry about the sky—our enemies are ahead! Charge and crush them!"

In the Flame Empire's battle formation, commanders shouted orders one after another.

"Charge, for our God!"

A bear warrior roared, hefting a massive shield, yet charged straight to the front.

"Charge, for our God!"

At the mention of the Flame Lord, every beast warrior surged with renewed vigor, utterly unconcerned by the terrifying attacks descending from above!

Opposite them, the Purple Cloud Empire had just completed its formation shift.

"They're coming—don't panic! They can't withstand our mages' attacks! Everyone, hold your formation, grip your weapons!"

The Purple Cloud Empire's commanders also screamed at the top of their lungs.

"Though you killed my third brother and removed a strong rival, I should thank you—but still, you must die!"

The Imperial Prince watched the falling magical attacks, a flicker of satisfaction crossing his face.

But immediately, he saw the three women he had scorned act in near-perfect unison.

The moment they moved, the overwhelming barrage of attacks from the sky froze as if time had been halted.

Every dazzling magical assault halted mid-air.

Then, within moments, they vanished into nothingness!

The Imperial Prince's eyes widened in shock!

He could not believe what he saw!

"This… this… how is this possible!"

The Imperial Prince stammered.

He had briefly doubted his own eyesight!