Warfare was the way of deception.
The highest principle of war was to employ stratagems and cunning tactics to defeat the enemy.
Beef Eater could not keep players from returning to Third Main City to improve forever. That would be like crippling himself.
And players needed time to grow stronger.
The base was currently empty not because the players had gone to Third Main City, but because they had entered pocket dimensions constructed by players with spatial abilities.
"What methods can we still use?"
"Yi's Good Luck."
"The Dragon Race brought by Milk Tea Needs Sugar."
If Chen Yi's divination shell could locate where the enemy was hiding, then let their elites draw attention while they struck directly at the enemy's nest.
As long as one faction could be eliminated from the board, sending some players back would not affect the war.
Once the players returned, their advantage would gradually expand.
Milk Tea Needs Sugar was a Dragonborn Sorcerer and had close ties with the Dragon Race.
Dragon Race members usually possessed powerful physiques and tremendous speed.
The larger dragons could carry players in pursuit.
"Can't be done."
Faced with Beef Eater's question, Milk Tea Needs Sugar decisively said it was impossible.
"The Dragon Race is extremely proud. They would never carry creatures they do not acknowledge while flying. Even I cannot make every dragon acknowledge me."
"Besides, the Dragon Race has its own battlefield in this war. It's even less likely that they would send large numbers here as reinforcements."
Beef Eater looked at Chen Yi.
Chen Yi's answer was the same. "Can't be done. Our luck isn't good enough right now."
Chen Yi glanced at God's Cry.
Divination: Can be used once enough fortune has accumulated. It can reveal certain information from the unseen. (120/500)
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