"137, Group 16, cover the Peak Squad!"
"All Physical Body System users, take the front! Everyone else, spread out and draw their attention!"
"Everyone! Our only option is to charge through! Only by charging through will we have a chance!"
The legion assembled.
Among the force of more than four thousand Third Order Awakeners, the Squad Leaders of each combat team issued only brief orders.
This was completely different from their previous battles, where every Awakener had performed their respective duties according to their abilities and worked together.
At this moment, they could only be simply divided into two groups.
Those who concentrated to die, and those who scattered to die.
Such a cruel and helpless arrangement filled every Squad Leader's heart with bitterness.
Before an overwhelming difference in strength, these Third Orders were no different from ants.
There was no other way.
There was no time left.
Before a Fourth Order, all tactical arrangements were meaningless.
Second and Third Orders were practically the same. Before a Rule Attack, they would instantly turn into lumps of flesh, without even the slightest power to resist.
Apart from the tiny minority of Third Order Peaks who had initially grasped the Rule Prototype, the entire Black Domain Safe Zone's force of more than ten thousand Third Orders could only serve as bait and cannon fodder!
Likewise, even those at the Peak level who had a chance of entering the Fourth Order soon could only charge forward and fight desperately in the battle to come.
No one spoke.
Among the Third Order forces ordered to fight and die, everyone merely clenched the weapons in their hands and stared fixedly at the Rule Hammer rapidly approaching.
There was nowhere left to retreat. Though they were charging to their deaths, they had no other choice.
"Commander