Li Jing's Dharma image was more terrifying than any god he had ever seen. What he saw before him was not a human being, but a divine king.
How could there be such a strong person in this world?
Rumble!
There was a bolt from the blue in the sky, as if this statue of the Buddha could not be accepted by the mortal world and would bring about divine punishment.
Chang He and others were stunned and trembling in their hearts, and at the same time they were glad that Li Jing was the commander on their side.
These players don't have much idea about the power of top-level system generals. They only know that they are very powerful and are legendary, but they don't have a direct understanding of how powerful they are.
Now, he truly felt this invincible power.
Looking back now, this battle was Li Jing's strategy from beginning to end.
Force the Maurya Empire into a desperate situation, then allow the Maurya Empire's resistance forces to be concentrated, crush them with absolute strength, annihilate them in one fell swoop, once and for all, and completely destroy the Maurya Empire's will to resist.
After this battle, no one dared to fight against Daxia again.
This is the horror of top-level generals.
Li Jing's momentum was still rising, with no intention of stopping.
The players of Daxia were shocked. They had thought that after the national war version ended and there would be other version activities in the future, they could form a group and bring down Lin Han. Now it seemed that was wishful thinking.
In front of such top-level generals, they are just serving as food.
The South Indian players were filled with nothing but fear. Even Ashoka stared at Li Jing's image in horror.
The deep and endless momentum, like a violent storm and huge waves, continuously crushed the positions of the Maurya Dynasty Legion until it enveloped the entire position and continued to spread into the distance.
Outside Bodhgaya, even the wind was still. Huge rocks floated in the air, then collapsed under the crushing weight. Countless monsters and animals lay trembling on the ground.
The space was shaking and distorting, and everything in sight was blurry.
Suddenly, the wind started to flow again, the huge rock floating in the air fell to the ground, the distortion of space disappeared, but the world became dead silent.
In the center of heaven and earth, only the god-like image of the God of War remained.
"That's impossible."
Ashoka's face was pale and bloodless. He stared blankly at Li Jing's image, feeling the despairing aura.
The next moment, he forced out the dragon energy within his body, grasped it in his hand, and it instantly ignited. Boundless willpower erupted from the burning dragon energy, connecting to the depths of the void.
Ashoka's face became pious.
"Buddhaland, save me."
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