When Frost Demons were unable to conquer an enemy head-on in a short time, they sent reinforcements.
When Witch Spirits were locked in a bitter frontal battle, they sought help from allies.
That was the nature of these two cosmic spellcaster races.
Witches, however, were nothing like either of them. When witches discovered that they could not break through an enemy's defenses head-on within a short time, they started getting crooked ideas.
Jiang Han understood that deeply.
Right now.
Inside Conqueror Base's magnificent conference hall, large enough to hold tens of thousands of witches.
Eileen sat in the chairperson's seat, using an amplification spell channel to carry her voice throughout the enormous hall:
"...Starting today, our material investment on the front lines will increase by 35%. The official side will also compensate each witch with 15% of her servant army's reported losses. Fifteen witch slots will be opened to servant armies capable of seizing key Anse nodes; ninety witch slots will be opened to outstanding witches capable of meeting S+ target quotas."
"...The witch rituals will be conducted by Li Daoshang of the Peak Witches. Every witch slot will come with a handwritten spellbook authored by a senior witch, containing the sixty-seven spells required from an ordinary witch through to an Archwitch."
Such lavish rewards and compensation were surely enough to ignite the passion of more witches to join the war.
But this was different from what Jiang Han had imagined.
What Jiang Han had expected was witches flying into a rage after taking a loss—intensifying their frontal offensive, rather than...
"Starting today, we will issue special extermination, conquest, and destruction missions. Elite witch squads and the majority of transport teams will undertake these witch-led missions, targeting important Anse Elves servant army production sites for sabotage."
"It would be even