The Great Commander's face was full of desolation. He knew that under the siege of three Primordial Gods and Devils, he did not have the slightest hope of survival.
At the final moment, the Great Commander gave up resisting.
Instead, he began negotiating terms with the three Primordial Gods and Devils.
"I can die, but you must spare Second Brother's life." An aura of a death-bound final battle radiated from the Great Commander.
"If I fight to the death, I can't say I'll perish together with all three of you, but I can at least drag one of you down with me."
"Let's make a deal. From beginning to end, I have always treated you as brothers."
"In the end, I beg you to let Second Brother go. I will willingly extinguish myself in this chaos."
The three Primordial Gods and Devils fell silent for a while. "Second can leave, but he must leave behind that Primordial Supreme Treasure," said the leading god-devil.
Hearing this, the Great Commander looked at the Second God-Devil.
"Brother, I have failed you. I should have listened to you back then. Now, everything is too late."
"The only thing Big Brother can do is this much. Go. Don't think of avenging me," the Great Commander said.
"We still have hope. Great Commander, try resisting a little longer." As he spoke, the Second God-Devil released one hundred thousand Great Saint-level Puppets.
A massive defensive battle formation surrounded the two god-devils layer upon layer, protecting them within.
"These God-Devil Puppets can delay them for a while too, but the final outcome will still be the same." The Great Commander looked at the God-Devil Puppets and spoke in a bleak tone.
"Great Commander, stall for as long as possible. I've already called my friend to come pick us