Just then, a deep voice rang out. "Enough!"
Lu Zhenbei slowly spoke, his gaze sweeping over Liao Yunfan and Shen Hongyuan. In a grave voice, he said, "The battle hasn't even begun, yet our own people are already arguing amongst themselves. What kind of spectacle is this? Hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk are right before us, and you still have the mind to argue over who is right and who is wrong?"
Shen Hongyuan gritted his teeth and looked at the hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk in every direction. "But Chief, how are we supposed to kill them? These hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk are all innocent civilians refined by the Azure Nether Leopard King! They were once living, breathing people. Now that they have become like this, are we really supposed to raise our weapons against the common people?"
The moment those words fell, everyone fell silent.
"Deputy Chief Shen is right... They're civilians. If we really attack them, what difference would there be between us and those demons?"
Qin Lie's face was filled with struggle.
Lu Zhenbei's expression darkened as his gaze swept over the Demonfolk who were steadily closing in, his expression complicated.
Shen Hongyuan was right.
Although these Demonfolk had scarlet eyes and Demonic Power roiling around them, they were still innocent civilians refined by the Azure Nether Leopard King. Human blood still flowed through their bodies.
If the soldiers of the Myriad Forms Bureau truly turned their blades upon these Demonfolk, how would that be any different from demons slaughtering civilians?
At that moment, the hundreds of thousands of Demonfolk had already charged close.
Without the slightest hesitation, they immediately rushed toward the several thousand Myriad Forms Bureau soldiers.
Seeing this, Lu Zhenbei suddenly waved his hand and roared, "Do not attack! Everyone, defend! You