But that was enough.
After all, ordinary soldiers had limited use.
The main fighting force still depended on the powerful.
Besides, they weren't actually going to fight the Witch Race to the death.
Their main goal was simply to hold the Witch Race back.
As long as they managed to hold the Witch Race back, their plan would be a success.
Once the Human Race destroyed the Witch Race, they would definitely come to their aid at once.
As the saying went, one more made little difference, and one less hardly mattered.
Seeing how Ancestor Minghe hesitated, they really were putting him in a difficult position.
Since that was the case, they could only leave empty-handed.
"Wait—"
Seeing the two of them about to leave, Ancestor Minghe was already starting to panic.
If he really let those two go, he was sure to regret it for the rest of his life.
But staking the entire Asura Race and his own life on this was still making Ancestor Minghe hesitate.
Watching the two men stop with their backs to him, Ancestor Minghe remained torn.
His mind was caught in a fierce struggle.
What if the Human Race really was treating the Asura Race as cannon fodder?
Wouldn't that mean he'd become a pawn of the Human Race for nothing?
If that were true, wouldn't he have escaped the wolf's jaws only to land in the tiger's den?
But the Human Race Leader seemed sincere.
He had not only come in person, but had also promised that Ancestor Minghe could visit the Heavenly Machine Tower.
At that thought, Ancestor Minghe was tempted again.
If he really could enter the Heavenly Machine Tower, it would be an incredible opportunity.
Given his strength and resources, even if he ultimately failed to become a Sage,