Wrapping Up and Reaping Rewards

Bai Yang gathered up everything belonging to Tuoleiwu and Pula.

"Star Guardian, how's the situation?"

"There are still a few Star Ranks putting up a desperate resistance."

"Stop using this to train the troops. Just have the robots overwhelm them."

"Understood."

In the area where the two warships had crashed, the Nolan Mountain Family's last few Star Ranks were still holding out.

Bai Yang had instructed the slave legion to advance steadily and minimize casualties as much as possible.

That was why they had been given some room to catch their breath.

Previously, the moment they showed themselves, they would be focused down by nearly ten thousand telekinetic throwing knives forged from black iron...