"Pretty Damn Hotheaded."

"Should we dodge?"

Long Live asked quickly.

The Eternal Night Continent was not moving particularly fast. It could speed up, avoid the bombardment, and let every Sky-Piercing Pillar plunge into the sea. "No."

Chen Fan narrowed his eyes. "Keep our current speed. No need to show too much of our hand."

He had been somewhat impatient.

After all,

he had only just advanced to a Third-Level Continent, and now the Wasteland Clan and the Night-Opening People Continent were attacking at the same time. It would be an extremely difficult battle. But he suddenly realized someone seemed even more impatient than he was.

As everyone knew, never chase a cornered enemy.

Keep chasing, and the hunter became the hunted.

His opponent seemed to have fallen into that trap already.

"Quite the temper."

Chen Fan chuckled softly. "Such a short fuse. One little move and they start blasting away. Let's take our time playing with them. No rush."

At that moment,

he suddenly realized the initiative had been in his hands all along.

If he fled, both of them would be frantic.

But

he could not actually flee. He needed the dozen or so continents he had occupied to launch the next stage of his grand plan. He needed those Rare Islands, and even more, he needed to turn defeat into victory and seize the Wasteland Clan's survival time in the War Mire, so he could grow stronger quickly.

He had no way back.

Only...

His opponents did not know any of that. They thought he could flee at any moment. Everyone saw things differently. To them, perhaps it was a matter of keeping the green hills standing so there would always be firewood to burn. To him, this was the only way to quickly obtain a foundation of "survival time"!

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