In the following week, Li Qing slowly handled some miscellaneous tasks outside, occasionally watching the war inside.
In terms of time calculation, it had already been more than two months inside, with constant collisions and friction.
A great battle is about to erupt.
Elis is completely unable to hold on, with each collision, the opponent's sword moves have completely caught up.
Now, she can only start preparing for the final battle, calling upon all the Abyssal Gods, continuously strengthening and improving the structure of the webs, and there have been results.
"Your Majesty, everything is ready."
"Your Majesty, the webs are strengthened."
Countless Abyssal Gods spoke.
There were over a thousand Abyssal Gods present, yet they could only risk their lives for the noble.
"Very well, you have all done well. Even if there is only a five percent chance of winning, I must still go for it."
