"Should we dodge them?"
Long Live asked quickly.
The Eternal Night Continent was not moving very fast. They could easily speed up, evade this bombardment, and let all those Sky-Piercing Pillars plunge into the sea. "No need."
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes and said softly, "Just maintain our current speed. No need to reveal too much."
He had been rather anxious at first.
After all,
he had only just advanced to a third-level continent when the Wasteland Clan and the Night-Opening People Continent attacked him simultaneously. It would be an extremely difficult battle for him, but he suddenly realized that someone seemed even more impatient than he was.
Everyone knew you should never pursue a cornered enemy.
Keep chasing, and you would lose the initiative and find yourself on the back foot.
His opponents seemed to have put themselves in exactly that position.
"What a temper."
Chen Fan chuckled quietly. "Such a hothead. The slightest movement and they start bombing people. Let's take our time playing with them. No rush."
At that moment,
he suddenly realized that the initiative had been in his hands all along.
If he fled, those two would both be frantic.
But
he could not actually run. 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 more importantly, he needed to turn defeat into victory and plunder the Wasteland Clan's survival time in the War Mire so he could rapidly grow stronger.
He had no way out.
It was just that
his opponents knew none of this. They thought he could flee at any moment. Everyone saw things differently. Perhaps they believed that as long as you survived, you could always rebuild, but to him, this was his only way