"Heh, I guess the 'Black Queen' wants us to exhaust each other so that she can take advantage." Although his past performance was not ideal, the young man was not stupid. He was just limited by his talent. He soon figured out the reason.
But he was in a difficult situation now. Once he announced his retreat, his army would be defeated. If the members of the Temple Academy came after him, he would only lose faster.
Ten slender fingers kept clenching, and the new chief who had just taken office finally felt a little anxious.
Originally, they thought they could easily take down the Temple Academy, but who would have thought that the strength of this group of people would suddenly increase by a level. Most of them were only at Sequence 5 strength, but they suddenly became so tenacious and difficult to deal with.
He had prepared for Cecilia's ghost offensive before. He had ordered the magicians riding on the dragon's back in the sky to use lightning support to attack the entire field, which could greatly restrain these ghosts. However, there are always unexpected plans. The small number of incarnated angels on the opposite side became so swift and powerful this time. They kept fighting on the side of the dragon, so that the dragon was unable to take care of itself and could not provide support below.
In the end, Cecilia's ghost had a miraculous effect, causing the war machines in the field to overturn in an instant.
After all, I lack experience in fighting with others. His fingers slowly loosened, and for some reason he thought of Darcy's back. If it was that person who came to command the battle, I'm afraid the result would be different.
Born into poverty and striving for excellence, Jack admired his senior, Darcy, because he had achieved the heights he had always dreamed of. If it weren't for this unexpected change, he probably would never have been able to catch up to him.
Is it so cruel to have talent or not?
And now it seems that even luck is not on my side. Am I going to be beaten back to my original form? Jack looked at the battlefield in front of him, and the scenery in his eyes became hazy.
It's really hard to let go...
I have done no less than others, and they have not worked harder than me. Why doesn't fate favor people like me?
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