Seeing his subordinates' disastrous performance, Wenzuofu, already nearly mad with rage, completely lost control. "All of you fucking stop!"
His furious roar carried through the amplification equipment to every corner of the battlefield.
Everyone froze, instinctively stopping. The authority Wenzuofu had built up over his years in the Kawashita Alliance was deeply rooted in their hearts.
The Card Adepts stopped one after another, and the scene gradually calmed. Every face was blank with confusion. What exactly had just happened?
"A bunch of idiots!" someone among the combat Card Adepts gathered in the distance sneered.
"Robert, you can't expect them to be as well trained as we are," a man beside him said with a smile.
"True enough. I seriously doubt these people would be any use on a battlefield. I just don't understand why Boss recruited a bunch of useless trash like this," Robert said coldly.
"Hahaha, that's exactly what makes us valuable. Otherwise, how would the boss know we're worth so much?" the same man laughed.
"Enough!" The square-faced Card Adept at their head coldly cut off their discussion. "Stay sharp! You've seen what the enemy can do. Don't capsize in a gutter." He was Hivent, the leader of this group of combat Card Adepts.
"Boss, relax. If they think that little trick will scare us, they can forget it," Robert said carelessly.
Hivent nodded without speaking. As his gaze swept over the bewildered Card Adepts, a trace of contempt slipped into his eyes as well.
Wenzuofu felt as though he was about to go mad with rage. Trembling all over, he glared fiercely at his subordinates like a wolf driven into a corner.
The valley below was still burning, its heat rising toward him. Wenzuofu felt unbearably hot all over. Years of painstaking effort had gone up in