Seeing their masters at a disadvantage, CP and the Holy Land Guard were as anxious as ants on a hot pan. They desperately tried to rush in to rescue them, but Loki, standing alone against ten thousand, firmly blocked them where they stood.
If they still had experts on the level of CP0 among them, perhaps they could have relied on the Immortal Body and risked their lives to tear open a path. But beings of that caliber had already died out in the previous battle.
Out of tens of millions of Marines, only a few dozen became Headquarters Vice Admirals. How many CP0 agents could the seemingly enormous CP organization possibly produce?
No talent meant no talent. Trying to make up for the gap in talent through hard work was nothing more than wishful thinking. Crossing class boundaries in a supernatural world was thousands of times harder than in an ordinary one. Diligence making up for inadequacy had always been nothing but a lie weaklings used to comfort themselves.
A formation of roughly a thousand Clone soldiers marched neatly out of an Air Door and landed heavily on the ground. For this all-out war, Dawn had brought along "fodder troops" for the first time.
David's Revenge had originally been designed to accommodate several thousand people, so carrying a thousand Clone soldiers put virtually no strain on it.
Orange-red energy beams shot precisely from the high-tech weapons in the Clone soldiers' hands. The CP agents, Holy Land Guard troops, and conscripted garrison Marines constantly arriving as reinforcements were easily kept outside the battlefield, like floodwaters blocked by a dam.
Even after being turned into monsters by Blackening Control, they still could not withstand such fierce firepower.
Without needing any command, the Clone soldiers coldly and efficiently cleared away every presence