"If you've got the guts, fight me one-on-one!"
The Demon Emperor Ke Di La, his body covered in a shield of purple Evil Tide, endured the concentrated volleys from the surrounding Capricorn Empire fleets while transmitting his words to Saine and the other two before him.
At this moment, the greatest threat to the Demon Emperor Ke Di La was not those Capricorn Empire fleets, but the three before him—Saine and the others!
After all, the battlefield was still under the encirclement advantage of the Evil Tide Army.
On one hand, those vanguard fleets of the Capricorn Empire had to deal with the Evil Tide Army surging at them from all directions.
On the other hand, perhaps because the Dimension Furnace had exploded, quite a few relatively intact Imperial fleets had begun turning back to reinforce the Central Battlefield where the Star Wheel Demon Ancestor and the others were located.
Unless a Technological Civilization possessed an overwhelming numerical advantage and had the opposing Dominator tightly surrounded,
with the flexibility and formidable strength of a Dominator-class Being, breaking out of the chaotic battlefield before them was no difficult task.
The Evil Tide Dominators on the surrounding battlefields would also provide the Demon Emperor Ke Di La with some cover.
In response to the Demon Emperor Ke Di La's transmission, Saine first thought of how he had just been ganged up on by Evil Tide Dominators and forced into a one-against-seven situation!
One-on-one my ass at a time like this.
Ganging up and beating him to death was what best served their interests.
Moreover, two formidable Evil Tide Dominators were still chasing them from behind like lingering ghosts. Saine was even more inclined to end this quickly.
By this point in the war, whether it was Saine, the Reverse Mutant, or Icarus,