When Optimus Prime heard this, not only was he not the least bit nervous, but blazing Battle Intent flashed in his eyes.
"We have spent tens of thousands of years gathering our strength for this very moment!"
Saber said coldly, "Then let me see just how much power this sword, tempered for tens of thousands of years, can unleash when it leaves its sheath!"
"I have no orders for you, but you are qualified to determine our strategic objective!"
"Tianyang's intention is to drive the invaders out completely and thoroughly suppress the Barbarian Tribe within the inner circle, never allowing them to rise again!"
"As for what comes next—whether you cooperate with us or we cooperate with you—that is for you to settle internally!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Saber ran toward the battlefield without allowing Optimus Prime any chance to object.
Her decision was actually one born of necessity.
If Optimus Prime and the others were used well, they would become the sharpest sword on the battlefield!
But the problem was that Saber did not know them well.
If she tried to wield a weapon she was unfamiliar with, she might end up hurting herself instead.
Moreover, the Divine Might Legion had its own complete system. Once properly divided, it was itself an unstoppable war machine.
And Saber could sense the qualities of a leader in Optimus Prime.
Taking a step back, anyone selected at the moment their race faced extinction had to be an exceptional genius.
As the leader of this faction, Optimus Prime was clearly one of the best among them.
Saber did not expect him to see through her deployment, but he should at least be able to keep up with her pace.
If he could not even do that...
Then Saber would have to