Chapter 1885 My Human Sons
The power of the alien race is hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of the human race!
At this moment, the human race seemed so... vulnerable.
The situation has become one-sided.
Even the Red Armor, the recently cultivated monarch, when facing quasi-gods and demigods ten thousand times their size...
They were almost powerless to resist!
The hundred quasi-gods of various races who were at the forefront arrived a hundred miles away from Meng Ke'an and the others in the blink of an eye...
Meng Ke'an witnessed firsthand a monarch candidate she had met in the Red Armor Army, who, along with 200,000 fellow villagers, formed a long spear-shaped ancestral formation.
A mid-level quasi-god of the Wood Clan charged forward, countless poisonous spikes falling from his back; it was just a single exchange...
The entire spear-shaped battle formation was destroyed in an instant, and then, in the blink of an eye, all 200,000 humans were reduced to pieces...
The candidate for king also vanished into the blood mist...
"Comrades, prepare for a fight to the death!" Meng Ke'an said coldly.
Roar!
The white tiger stretched out its body, and endless golden laws transformed into a whirlwind... spreading around the white tiger.
All the equipment in the hands of the 300,000 Great Xia warriors instantly flew into the air, heading towards the White Tiger in five directions.
The next moment, it coalesced into four claw-like sheaths and a tail blade...
Golden War!
Meng Ke'an's top-tier rare SSS-level superpower!
Only after she recently evolved into a monarch did this ability truly manifest its power!
In particular, when combined with the Human Race Ancestral Formation, the Golden War takes a completely different approach.
It can forcibly condense battle formation equipment from metal-type equipment!
This is unprecedented!
This increases the power of the battle formation several times over!
The four claws and the tail blade instantly merged with the white tiger's massive body, and the next moment...
Roar!
The white tiger lunged forward, charging into the countless pieces of flesh and blood that had just been torn apart by the Wood Clan's quasi-god...
puff!
The terrifying golden rules transformed into towering claw shadows, instantly severing several tentacles of the Wood Clan quasi-god.
He grunted and quickly retreated.
With large amounts of green blood flowing.
The life force of the Wood Clan's quasi-god also rapidly weakened.
"A monarch-level battle formation!"
"The human race, which has always been known for its fearlessness, actually has a monarch-level figure who has deserted?"
His words were laced with sarcasm and shock.
Roar!
The White Tiger Formation surged forward rapidly, suddenly activating its Shadowless Ability, instantly arriving before the Wood Clan's quasi-god.
The claw shadow flashed again, and before the Wood Clan Quasi-God could react, his head was severed.
From the moment Meng Ke'an manipulated the White Tiger Formation to the moment she made her move and killed Meng Ke'an.
It only took a moment.
Although there was suspicion of a sneak attack...
However, the power of the array she controlled was still unknown, and it was many times stronger than the ancestral array controlled by Tu Yuwei back then!
It was also because the Wood Clan's quasi-gods underestimated their opponents...
This scene immediately attracted the attention of all the alien races nearby. More than a dozen quasi-gods and hundreds of demigods rushed towards the White Tiger Formation.
Among them were four high-level quasi-god level alien beings!
"Fellow soldiers, I am King Meng Ke'an, a subordinate of King Zhao Jun. Please come to my aid immediately!"
The White Tiger Formation addressed a group of red-armored soldiers from other ancestral worlds nearby.
Without a supreme expert to oversee them, this group of five million red-armored soldiers could only passively await their deaths.
Hearing Meng Ke'an's words...
"They are King Zhao's men!"
"I know her. King Meng and King Zhao come from the same ancestral land!"
"Brothers, hurry! Even if we die, we shouldn't wait to die here!"
As Zhao Yin's direct subordinate, Meng Ke'an possesses millions of amethyst crystals.
This was Lu Ling's selfish act; she managed to secure supplies for her from the Red Armor Military Supply Depot.
At this moment, she took out 100,000 at once and shredded it all using the rules of the metal element.
With the burst of pure energy, the size of the white tiger phantom suddenly increased more than tenfold...
At the same time, the nearby Red Armor Army charged towards the great formation without regard for their own safety.
They frequently practiced the Four Symbols Ancestral Formation, and everyone was extremely familiar with the White Tiger Formation.
In an instant, a White Tiger Formation composed of more than five million people slowly condensed in the void!
With Meng Ke'an as its soul, with 5.4 million warriors as its body, and with countless pieces of equipment as its armor...
The ninth battlefield was formed, thousands of years ago, ever since the Book King weakened...
The strongest ancestral formation seen by all the alien races!
Roar!
At this moment, countless pieces of equipment, like locusts, covered the majestic figure of the White Tiger.
In an instant, a layer of golden beast armor formed!
A terrifying pressure spread out, and before the white tiger could move, the dozen or so quasi-gods who rushed over trembled violently!
The majestic white tiger suddenly turned around, its enormous tail transforming into a giant golden blade.
Rumble!
With a single slash, dozens of alien quasi-gods nearby were instantly reduced to countless pieces of flesh.
Bathed in the rules of metal, the white tiger was both sacred and terrifying. With a single swipe of its claw, a top-tier quasi-god suffered a massive wound on its chest and was forced to retreat rapidly...
In this era when no human emperor has emerged, the human race's greatest reliance is the ancestral array.
This scene of reversing the flow of power not only terrified the nearby alien races, but also greatly boosted the morale of the human warriors.
Many human warriors, even supreme beings who had already formed battle formations, and candidates for kingship...
They also arrived one after another, scattering all the amethyst in their hands, which merged into the White Tiger Formation.
Theoretically speaking, as long as the Purple Crystal and the master of the formation are strong enough, there is no upper limit to the number of people in the Four Symbols Formation...
Unfortunately, even with the strongest individuals contributing amethyst, the rate at which the amethyst is consumed increases exponentially as the strength of the formation grows!
Soon, Meng Ke'an had used up most of the amethyst in her hands.
The alien races before them still seemed endless...
After gathering millions within the White Tiger Formation and slaying hundreds of quasi-gods and tens of thousands of demigods...
From behind the enemy lines, an aura of a second-level god-level being suddenly and rapidly approached...
A nine-winged angel manifested his divine form, transforming into a colossal giant, and walked towards them step by step.
His icy gaze fell directly on the white tiger.
The terrifying pressure caused the White Tiger Formation to tremble violently, and many SS-level warriors bled from their seven orifices.
Meng Ke'an's expression changed drastically...
"God!"
She had only recently evolved to the King level, and she didn't have many amethyst crystals left.
It's absolutely impossible to be a match for a god!
Just then, a loud roar suddenly came from behind the alien army.
A long spear, like a shooting star, streaked across the void!
From thousands of miles away, they instantly entered the battlefield, *poof*!
It instantly pierced the back of the head of the second-level angel god, emerging from between his eyebrows...
boom!
The angel's enormous head instantly exploded, scattering countless pieces of flesh, golden blood, and snow-white angel flesh in all directions.
A white horse, its hooves treading on endless white mist, travels a million miles in a single step.
A young man in red armor sat upright, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and long, flowing hair.
He appeared on the battlefield in the blink of an eye from the end of nothingness, and grabbed the spear.
Beneath the white horse, amidst the endless white mist, figures emerged one after another.
They all appeared to be human, but their figures were illusory, and many of them wore enchanted armor... as if they were originally from the same faction as Meng Ke'an and the others!
Now, with the evolution of Mo Yinling's life level, all human Yinlings have revealed their intelligence in their eyes.
"My sons and daughters, please fight for humanity even after you die!" Xiao Sheng declared.
The oppressive aura of a fifth-level god spread through the void.
