Chapter 427: The Fall of the Blessed Land, A Gathering Storm._2

Although Walker's ability to command in battle and to mobilize his forces for a last stand were no less impressive than Vincent's,

he never once complained about anything, always silently playing a supporting role.

At that moment, upon hearing Walker's words, Vincent merely glanced sideways at him, giving no definite response,

and then stood still for a long time before he finally exhaled and said, "Regardless, we were summoned here by the Supreme Commander of Great Russia. If the Great Russia humans have done half the job, then it's our turn to finish it!"

Shortly after,

as communication lasers they carried shot into the sky, the more than half a million humans surrounding the very heart of the Blessed Land began their attack.

Countless technological weapons poured down like rain!

It made no distinction between the demonized humans of Great Russia and the species of the Blessed Land, aiming for a global and devastating bombardment!