Divine Domain, inside the hall.
Wu Heng sat silently atop the Divine Throne, listening to the prayers coming from all directions.
A massive map of the Holy Hall's territories hovered before him, with lights and shadows flowing on it, showing the progress reported by priests from various locations, and displaying the advance routes of the Skeleton Army and the cities they had conquered.
The Undead Army, like a devastating plague of death, swept through the Holy Hall realm, unstoppable and overwhelming.
The Holy Court, having been established for a millennium, seemed to have poured all its energy and obsession into controlling the thoughts of its followers and the purity of their faith, leaving the defenses of these cities less solid and complete than those of some ordinary countries.
Without the direct intervention of the Divine Spirits, they appeared exceptionally fragile.
The flying Skeleton Army had no need for traditional sieges and assaults.
