"Damn! How terrifying are Qian Mo's troop strengths!"
"Everyone, look! A Spirit-tier Dwarf under Qian Mo is actually capable of killing our Spirit-tier Wind Wolves!"
"No! It's not due to its own power, but because of Immortal and Demonic spells amplifying them!"
"Furthermore, I have a feeling that within the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom, there must be structures that enhance the overall combat effectiveness of the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's legions!"
"Regardless, the troop strength of Qian Mo's subordinates is simply too powerful within the same tier!"
At the rear of the battlefield, lords from almost all territorial factions were discussing this matter.
As lords of territorial factions, each of them was extremely protective of their lives. Unless absolutely necessary, they would never venture onto the battlefield.
Even if all their troops were annihilated, they might not dare to personally engage.
After all, as long as they were alive, there was still a chance to rise again. But if they died, it was all over.
It was precisely because of this reason that these lords were all hiding at the rear of the battlefield, observing the situation through special projections.
However, as they watched, they were completely awestruck by the power of the legions under the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom.
Within the same tier and rank, previously weak troops were now capable of killing naturally powerful troops.
It was like the Dwarf race being able to slaughter the Dragon race, and the Goblin race being able to kill the Elf race...
Such occurrences were common, making one feel incredulous.
Let alone these lords, if such things were to be spoken aloud, it's estimated that all lords would consider them unrealistic and dismiss them with contempt.
Yet, all of this was happening before their very eyes. Who could they reason with?
"Damn it! Qian Mo's army is truly outrageously strong. Fortunately, we have the addition of the Kingdom Faction Alliance army, otherwise, relying solely on the military strength of our territorial factions, we definitely wouldn't be able to defeat Qian Mo!"
"Isn't that stating the obvious! Have you not seen how many Saint-tier powerhouses are flying in the sky belonging to the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom? It would be strange if we could win!"
"Actually, before this, I heard that there were over a thousand Saint-tier powerhouses in the Kingdom Faction Alliance army. I thought that was already a lot, but I didn't expect the number of Saint-tier powerhouses in the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom to be even greater!"
"What's worth celebrating now is that the number of Monarch-tier powerhouses in the Kingdom Faction Alliance is sufficient. Millions were sent out to assist the Saint-tier powerhouses, temporarily holding back the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's powerhouses. Otherwise, our army would definitely be undergoing a massacre right now!"
"I admit it now, the title of Qian Mo, the strongest lord, is definitely not for show. It is well-deserved!"
"Heh heh... I'm not afraid to admit it, but before, I was ecstatic about nurturing two Saint-tier troops. But now, seeing that his Saint-tier powerhouses can form several legions, I can't be happy anymore!"
"Sigh..."
Finally, with a sigh, all the lords had to admit in their hearts that the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom and Qian Mo were outrageously powerful!
However, admitting it was one thing, sighing was another, but their hearts did not feel heavy or fearful. Instead, they secretly rejoiced.
Because they always believed that the ultimate victory of this war would definitely belong to them.
And fortunately, they had united such a massive army so quickly, capable of annihilating the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom.
Otherwise, given the strength of the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom, in some more time, how would other territorial factions be able to survive?
Thinking of this, they felt very relieved.
As long as the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom was destroyed, there would no longer be an insurmountable mountain above their heads.
"Everyone, don't worry. This is, after all, a decisive battle, and anxiety is not good!"
"Exactly, believe in ourselves! Although the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom has a relatively large number of Saint-tier powerhouses, don't forget, we have an army of 1.4 billion. Even if one person spits, they could drown the entire Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's legions!"
"Furthermore, behind our allied forces are many deities. Once the deities descend and destroy the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's city walls and defensive formations, the initiative will naturally be in our hands!"
In essence, the deities behind the allied forces were the source of these lords' immense confidence.
Although they did not know if the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom had any deities, or how many, their ingrained thinking was that there wouldn't be too many.
After all, no matter how fast Qian Mo developed or how terrifying his strength was, he was still a territorial faction that had only descended for a month.
Even if he was much stronger than their other territorial factions, at most, having about ten deities would be considerable.
And behind the allied forces?
There were tens, even hundreds of deities, and even two mid-grade God Kings of the faith.
With the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's mere ten deities, what could be their maximum strength?
So, how could the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom withstand the massive offensive of the allied forces?
Although the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom had indeed killed the Beast God Ming Guang of the Snake People, Ming Guang was merely a peak upper-grade deity.
Among the deities behind the allied forces, there were no small number of God Kings, in addition to the ancient and powerful Killing God Tian Lu and the God of Death Gui Zhu.
Both of them were peak mid-grade God Kings, and could even be considered to have half a foot in the realm of upper-grade God Kings.
This made them certain that the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom could not possibly be a match for the deities behind the allied forces.
Unfortunately, they still did not know that the Beast God Shi Biwu of the Lion race had also perished in the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom.
If they had known this news, many lords would have long since started to retreat.
Just then, a small batch of troops poured out from the city gates of the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom's capital again.
These were troops that had been killed in battle but were now resurrected by Xiao Mo and redeployed onto the battlefield.
Upon seeing this, some lords directly confirmed: "See! That guy Qian Mo indeed possesses the secret to resurrecting troops!"
"So what if he possesses the secret to resurrection? Can he resurrect infinitely? Besides, if his resurrection speed cannot keep up with the speed of being killed, won't the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom still be unable to be preserved?"
"It seems Xiao Mo is treating us like the Alliance of Gods from back then! Wanting to use us to train his own troops? Utterly wishful thinking!"
"Heh heh! It seems the Immortal and Demonic Kingdom is truly doomed to perish!"
And on the side of the battlefield, Lin Hao Tian stood at the highest point, hands behind his back, his casually tied hair fluttering in the wind, looking extremely arrogant.
A confident smile was plastered on his face as he gazed at the distant battlefield.
Especially when he saw the Immortal and Demonic troops, his eyes burned with intensity.
In his heart, these unique troops would soon become his subordinates.
And with the Immortal and Demonic troops, his entire territorial faction would become his, Lin Hao Tian's, domain.
Although he was extremely jealous of Qian Mo in his heart, he also desperately wished to become the next Qian Mo.
It had to be said, such a mentality could indeed twist a person...