The Demon Emperor spoke with a grave expression. "Everyone, gather together and make yourselves as small a target as possible. Let these Mechanical Puppets draw their attention while we break out."
No one objected to the Demon Emperor taking command. Even the captains of the other two teams did not mind.
Under the cover of the Mechanical Warriors, their group soon withdrew from the defensive line.
The only pity was that all their Mechanical Puppets were left behind, doomed to be worn down and destroyed.
Still, the Demon Emperor knew that making it out alive was already a good outcome.
After all, the surrounding area had been swallowed by Ghouls.
Before long, the Demon Emperor and the others broke free of the defensive line and hurried to the Third Defensive Line.
Kevin, whom they had not seen for some time, had returned to the front.
He watched the battlefield with a grave expression.
"Send men to support the Vanguard Team. They're a valuable fighting force. We can't let them fall on the battlefield."
Beside him, the Deputy Battalion Commander frowned. "What a pity. If they were wiped out, our mission would be complete."
Kevin frowned and shot him a cold glance.
"This is a battlefield, not a place for you to play politics. This is your last warning. I can allow you to target them, but only through reasonable, justified attrition."
"After all, the battlefield needs a Vanguard Team. If we don't send them, we'll have to send someone else."
"But I will not allow my soldiers to be deliberately sent to their deaths. If you dare entertain such thoughts again, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Kevin's words jolted the Deputy Battalion Commander to attention. Though they were both Perfect Gods, Kevin was a supreme powerhouse, far stronger than