Boom! The Golden Crow was covered in wounds and could no longer fly very high, but holding the high ground was an enormous advantage in itself. For a time, thunderous booms rang out without cease.
"Isn't this a little underhanded?" Zhou Yao watched without blinking.
This way, the Golden Crow could stay high in the sky and attack at will, while Prince Dai below could not hit it at all.
The mysterious voice said, "Human military strategy is precisely this: mediocre people swing their blades at the strong, while outstanding people swing their blades at the weak. What do you say to that?"
"Oh, I remember now. Concentrate your forces to annihilate a smaller number of enemies."
"Humans all play to their strengths and avoid their weaknesses. How much more so Monsters?"
As she spoke, Su Ziji could be seen dodging across the ground. His movements were nimble, like a phantom. He truly did not look like a prince, but more like a battle-hardened warrior.
In fact, Su Ziji was dressed in black at this moment, looking rather different from usual.
Zhou Yao watched the battle from above, so absorbed that she nearly lost herself in it.
Hearing the Great Demon's savage laughter without end and seeing Demon Fire continually rain down, while the black-clad man below kept dodging amid the flames, Zhou Yao finally could not hold back. She asked the mysterious voice, "Won't you help him?"
The question had been cleverly phrased. She had not asked whether it would help Su Ziji, but whether it would help Zhou Xuan.
As if seeing through Zhou Yao's little thought, the mysterious voice chuckled. "I am you, and you are me. It should be: will we help?"
"Perhaps in the future, we may follow your wishes. But not this time."
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