Just as he hesitated, Zhao Gongming urged him impatiently, "Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, why be so cautious? No matter how many of the Star Race come, they couldn't possibly stop the dozen or so of us. Why fear them, then? Let's just strike."
Xuanyuan considered it carefully and found that Zhao Gongming had a very good point. None of these people were their match anyway, so why care how many there were?
With that thought, Xuanyuan steeled himself and nodded. "Then we'll strike directly. Zhao Gongming, seal off heaven and earth. The rest of you, follow me and subdue every one of these devils and Star Race members."
"Move quickly. Once we've tortured their secrets out of them, kill them outright."
Everyone answered softly, "Understood."
There were no rules on the battlefield. What mattered was who was more ruthless.
Xuanyuan and the others slowly approached.
The Star Race and the devils never noticed them at all.
At that moment, the Star Race and the devils were still engrossed in the gladiatorial contest below.
Xingyao of the Star Race was the leader of this expedition, and he had brought ten thousand ordinary warriors with him.
On other battlefields, they would have been nothing more than cannon fodder.
Here, however, they were the main fighting force.
That was only because the war here was rather unusual.
Of course, they had also brought some rather unusual personnel.
These people were battlefield deserters, captives, or people of other backgrounds.
In short, these people were their means of entertainment.
Xingyao chuckled. "Last time, the devils got the upper hand and dented our Star Race's prestige. This time, we must win it back properly."
"This time, I've brought a traitor from our Star Race, Greedy Wolf. This fellow actually opposed Patriarch Xinghui's rule."
"Doesn't he know that