"Why did they suddenly change formations?"
High in the sky, Zong Shen looked down in confusion at the Cult Punitive Expeditionary Force below, which had suddenly shifted its formation.
They had originally been ready to attack, even forming a wedge-shaped battle formation, but the expeditionary force that had been poised to strike suddenly stalled.
Their cavalry-led assault formation had changed into an arcing encirclement led by infantry maneuvering around the flanks.
The cavalry was divided into small units and positioned at various key points.
The archers and crossbowmen in the rear formed up and stood ready, ensuring their firing range covered the front of the arcing encirclement.
Even the three Desert Arks had dispersed.
"Seriously? I was all ready, and you pull this on me?"
Zong, who had been preparing to go down and beat up some "elementary school kids," was left speechless.
With a thought, the Strategy Module displayed the latest intelligence before his eyes.
As expected, Prince Ayub, that old schemer, was making his move again.
This guy's style of doing things was truly underhanded.
At that moment, Zong Shen began to miss the straightforward and reckless Grand Duke Jonathan.
"But it's not a big problem."
"It'll just take a little more time."
Zong Shen shook his head.
He had originally planned to wipe them all out in one sweep while those fools were gathered together.
That would have saved both time and effort.
But now, he would have to put in a little more work.
Without continuing to watch, he decided to act at once.
A Spatial Singularity twisted into existence before him, rapidly expanding into a portal.
Immediately afterward, three clones possessing 65% of his original body's attributes stepped out from it.
All of these clones wore standard sixth-tier sets from the Azshara Treasury.
Even though