Forward with Me! Welcome the General into the City!

"Senior Brother, this..."

"How could the Senior Brother submit to the Blood Butcher?"

"Could it be that the Blood Butcher cast some sorcery upon the Senior Brother!?"

"Senior Brother, do not be deceived by that Blood Butcher!"

Seeing their Senior Brother kneeling before the Blood Butcher, the many Mohist disciples fell into utter despair.

The Small Mechanism City and the Thousand-Mechanism Dragon-Locking Formation, which they had painstakingly crafted with all their heart, blood, and resources, had failed to do the slightest harm to Zhao Cheng.

After all that effort, not only was Zhao Cheng completely unscathed, but their Senior Brother had ended up severely wounded.

Faced with such a situation, these Mohist disciples could not muster even a shred of fighting spirit.

Yet, they were unwilling to submit to the Blood Butcher. The Mohist School advocated for universal love and non-aggression; the Blood Butcher's actions were the exact opposite of their philosophy—he was an enemy of their Great Way. How could they acknowledge a thief as their father?

"Fight the Blood Butcher to the death!"

"Save the Senior Brother!"

"Better to die than to submit!"

"Kill!"

Countless Mohist disciples once again operated the now-battered Small Mechanism City, but the tens of thousands of garrison soldiers serving as the human power source were already terrified by Zhao Cheng. Their legs were trembling, and they couldn't even exert two or three tenths of their strength.

The power unleashed by the Mechanism City was naturally greatly diminished.

The Thousand-Mechanism Dragon-Locking Formation had already been destroyed by Zhao Cheng and could no longer serve as a barrier, so the Blood-Clad Army charged forward.

Facing the attacks from the Mohist Mechanism City, this massive wave of the Blood-Clad Army moved like dragons entering the sea, twisting and shifting. They charged recklessly through the mechanical traps,