"Very good. I believe in you!"
"But there's no need for that just yet. These Lord Monsters have plans of their own!"
Lin Ye raised his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the seven Lord Monsters several thousand meters away. His expression was grave.
About eight thousand meters away.
Seven pairs of savage eyes swept across the battlefield like the blood-red pupils of Death God, still advancing toward the position at an unhurried pace.
"I'm afraid they won't show up until the Beast Tide has surged in."
Lin Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze solemn.
He knew very well that every Lord Monster possessed intelligence far beyond that of ordinary humans.
Having fought their way step by step through countless monsters to become Lords, they were not only cunning but also exceptionally afraid of death.
For these Lords, the best choice now was to use the Beast Tide's momentum to seize this position.
They would enter the fray last and directly enjoy the fruits of victory.
After all, "better a fellow Daoist dies than oneself" applied in the monster world as well.
However, Lin Ye, appointed as the frontline commander-in-chief, would never let them achieve their goal so easily.
He adjusted his earpiece and said in a low voice, "War God Xu, please give the order to the artillery troops."
"All missiles are to avoid the Lord-level Giant Wolf in the center. Bomb the other Lords with everything you have and weaken their combat strength as much as possible... only then can we improve our chances!"
"..."
After three seconds of silence, Xu Yong answered with one word: "Alright!"
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In midair, three blazing streaks of light forcefully changed course. After briefly tracing an arc, they blasted toward one area of the battlefield at speeds far exceeding