Clashing Again

"Hmm? How did the defenses collapse?"

As they watched the energy wall of iron crumble, even the commanders of the Wizard legions froze in shock.

Their goal had been to increase the pressure on the Star River Mayflies within the large node, forcing the Wizards at the other nodes into action.

But now, it seemed they had pushed too hard.

"Legion Commander, what do we do next?"

What his subordinate asked was exactly what the Legion Commander himself was considering. What were they to do next?

Attack, or wait for the Star River Mayflies to restore their defenses themselves.

The former would undoubtedly place immense pressure on the Star River Mayflies, but it could very well provoke some extreme response from them and inflict severe losses on the vanguard legions.

But if they did not attack, their strategic intentions would practically be laid bare before the Star River Mayflies.

His deliberation ended in an instant. Through the Mind Network, the Legion Commander immediately contacted the commanders of several other elite Wizard legions.

Every Legion Commander unanimously decided that they had to attack.

The next moment, the elite Wizard legions began advancing, with the Mixed-Blood Legion in the rear following close behind.

If they allowed the Star River Mayflies to seal the breach now, they would be throwing away their initiative.

As they moved, reports of the offensive were also delivered to the General Headquarters.

Looking at the intelligence Abel handed him, Richard suddenly felt his heart skip a beat.

His instincts told him that something major was about to happen.

Richard abruptly raised his head toward the west. Slowly rising to his feet, he ordered Abel, "Tell them to advance carefully. The enemy's Mayfly King is very likely about to make a move."

At the Expedition Nest, the Mayfly