Everyone's hearts tightened.
The eleven from before had already made their scalps crawl. They had finally managed to take out a few, and now there were more!
And judging by this rate of increase, their numbers would only keep growing.
"It wants to wear us down until we're dead." Lin Shigong closed his eyes and slowly exhaled.
The Demon God had found exactly the right strategy.
It never entered the fray itself or took any risks. It simply sent in the lowest-grade Burrowing Earth Dragons as cannon fodder, wave after wave.
Blow up one, and it sent two.
Blow up two, and it sent five.
The Antimatter Bomb was indeed their trump card, but a trump card could not kill an enemy that refused to come to their door.
And although explosives worked, they were consumables in the end.
The day would come when they ran out.
When that day arrived, the Demon God would walk in with a smile.
No, he would not even need to come himself.
Once the last Burrowing Earth Dragon gnawed through the outer wall with no explosives left to protect it, thousands upon thousands of Demon Clan cannon fodder would pour in like a flood.
Lin Shigong opened his eyes and looked at the red dots closing in from every direction on the screen.
He remained silent for a long time.
"We'll find a way when we get there. For now, hold off what's in front of us."
He stood, his voice turning cold and hard again.
"Blow up as many as come. Don't let a single one inside."
"Report ammunition expenditure in real time, with a summary every half hour."
"At the same time, immediately send headquarters the intelligence on the Demon God's retreat and the Burrowing Earth Dragon reinforcements."
He paused, then