"Hold the line to the death."
Zi Luo took a bite from the thigh of some unknown animal, staring unblinkingly at the star map as only two simple words came from his mouth.
The Black Eye Civilization's offensive was fierce. Its Superpower Armor technology had begun to show promise. Although it was not as advanced as the Army Ants', it posed enough of a threat. Their no-holds-barred assault on the Ziwei Civilization made him smell danger.
"Is there no other way?" Zi Yun asked coolly.
"No. At this stage, a Superpower War Department against an ordinary war department is a dimensionality-reduction strike. Unless we precisely set a trap and wipe them out before they can escape, there is no solution. But that method might work once or twice. It cannot be used on a wide scale."
Zi Luo picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, his attention sharpening.
"Our only option now is to hold the line to the death. We have to use every means possible to slow their advance and delay their invasion of Ziwei. Then we must break through in Superpower Armor technology as soon as possible. Otherwise, it is only a matter of time before we are eliminated.
"From Yan and Chi Jun's movements, the Black Eye Civilization is in a hurry. They desperately need strategic depth and expansion. When Chen Mo returned, the Army Ants had already built their momentum, and the timing had ripened. Now they are under pressure from the Army Ants, and Chi Jun's side is not having an easy time. As for us, we only need to delay them. Once the Army Ants and the Black Eye Civilization clash head-on, we will gain more time to catch our breath."
Zi Yun nodded lightly.
"How is the progress on Superpower Armor