War Chess Players and War Game players had never been playing the same thing from the very beginning.
Judging by individual strength alone, Rule-level beings crushed all living things. In many worlds, they could easily destroy a city on their own. In fact, there were quite a few cases of individuals destroying entire countries or wiping out entire races.
But on the board of war, it was still merely a chess piece—just a more troublesome and dangerous one.
"For pieces that are too powerful, perhaps even impossible to confront head-on, the first priority is to weaken them."
There were far too many ways to weaken something.
They could exploit terrain and environmental advantages.
"Mr. An Nan's condolence payments have already arrived. It would be inexcusable if we still didn't work hard."
"The characteristics of their powers have been fully analyzed. They're 'life' and 'blood.' Do we have anyone with the Wither Domain or similar abilities? Spread it everywhere."
On the front lines, more and more forces were deployed.
Even a "village" that had known peace for a long time still possessed sufficient reserves. It simply took time to activate everything. Quite a few of the antiques in Lu PingAn's museum were brought onto the battlefield.
Oddly enough, although relying on archaeology in actual combat was a little strange, the locals' defensive line truly became increasingly stable.
They continuously contracted their defensive perimeter and brought out more weapons tailored to their targets. The prey was gradually being driven into a dead end.
"If a single chess piece possesses overwhelming superiority, then it becomes very troublesome to deal with."
Inside his villa, Lu PingAn watched his people accelerate their packing and moving while reading a book.
He did not blindly rush to the front lines, though he very much wanted to.
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