Kaba hid within the black mist, his thoughts unable to catch up.
He had witnessed one of the ten strongest apostles under his command die on the spot.
If they had exchanged a hundred moves, or even if Kuangluan had only lasted ten moves before retreating, then he could have accepted the outcome.
But not even being able to take a single move—wasn't that a bit too much?!
Kaba finally could not help but ask, "Who was that man?"
His chief apostle answered, "My Lord, that is Li Yuanba of the Heavenly Martial Dynasty."
After a moment of silence, he asked, "How many chances do you have of defeating him?"
The chief apostle's breathing hitched as he replied in a low voice, "None at all."
"At most, I could endure ten moves, and my fate might not be much better than Kuangluan's."
Kaba remained silent for a moment before finally ordering, "Have the main force press forward immediately. The cavalry will cut into the battlefield from the left flank..."
To be honest, the Evil Gods were not completely irrational creatures.
At least before achieving a certain objective, they could remain relatively restrained.
Especially since Giant Snake Kaba's abilities were not as singular as those of the other higher beings, reason had to occupy the high ground in his mind more often.
Kaba had previously believed there were no especially powerful individuals on the other side, which was why he had entertained the thought of having their generals duel before the armies.
Who could have expected such an unparalleled brute to emerge from the enemy ranks? How could his subordinates possibly withstand him?
Unless his true body entered the battle, most people on the field would not be able to withstand two blows from those hammers.
Since individual strength could not