"Your allies seem loyal enough. But even if they entered the fray themselves, how long could they protect this Market District?"
"I now understand that the foundation you depend upon lies in this Market District-and, more importantly, in the mines and spiritual gardens scattered across hundreds of miles around it."
"I have troops and commanders in abundance. Even while attacking your Market District, I have forces to spare to strike those places. Even if you can hold the Market District, how could you reverse this collapse on every front?"
"I never intended to wage a major war. Once this became total war, even if my Heavenly Dragon Gate won, it would ultimately be a pyrrhic victory. But now that things have come this far, I can no longer afford those concerns!"
Above the dense forest in the Market District's western outskirts, Li Chen piloted the four-star Mecha, the Great Wilderness Giant, as he faced the Centipede Daoist. Their battle had already reached a white-hot intensity.
Listening to the alarms sounding one after another, along with Heavenly Pivot's reports from the other battlefields, Li Chen could not help frowning.
The situation was indeed just as the Centipede Daoist had said, and particularly unfavorable to him.
The reserves the Heavenly Dragon Gate had accumulated over long years were simply too vast for him.
Previously, they had been reluctant to stake everything for fear of losing their assets, allowing him to nibble away at them step by step. But now that the Centipede Daoist had fully awakened to the situation and truly committed everything, they were becoming difficult to withstand.
Although his side had the support of artificial intelligence, it was no miraculous elixir that could make each Mechanism Puppet fight a hundred enemies and easily repel their attacks.
Those destined for destruction