The bombs exploded just two to three hundred meters away before they could get close.
The greatest threat was neutralized in advance.
Time slowly passed, from dusk to dawn, and from dawn to dusk again.
The 17th is drawing ever closer.
The God of the Wild and the Stars initially felt hopeful for revenge, his excitement gradually calmed down.
The great hope he had placed into leveling the opponent in one fell swoop showed no progress.
The defense system built on Treants was no weaker than the city walls at the front... no matter how he commanded his army to attack, it was just short, always just short!
Long-range power would be key... seeing he couldn't achieve victory in the most satisfying way, he immediately dispatched the Titan war boars into the city.
After several rounds of suicidal assaults, these fierce troops were reduced to less than a thousand heads.
But a thousand is enough!
