The beastmen from afar gathered in one place, while the Mushu people's army advanced in a procession.
Their marching and deployment showed no trace of command; they were just a bunch of headless flies huddled together.
The gods and their generals were not in a hurry to attack; instead, they instructed the Mushu people to approach more quickly.
This appears to be part of their plan.
"The orcs have gathered together, and this time they're going all out to take care of these bastards."
A group of gods were talking with Mushu, and they looked very relaxed.
Without a doubt, they did not take the orcs seriously, believing that this was nothing more than a victory they were sure to win.
They never equipped or provided strategic planning for the Mushu people; they simply let them charge forward mindlessly.
The Mushu people are less powerful than the Orcs, and they are well aware of this.
Despite the significant difference in combat strength, they remained unwilling to make any minor adjustments to the details of their combat teams.
The Mushu people are merely offspring that the God-King can create at will; no matter how many die, they can be recreated.
"However, those who are hiding are unwilling to come out at all. It's a pity that the plan has failed."
"That's only natural. We have more than ten Void Breaking Realm experts here. Who would dare to come?"
"Therefore, they had no choice but to abandon the orcs, which was the rational course of action."
The gods began to discuss among themselves, for they did not actually have a good plan in mind when faced with the enemy who had hidden himself.
Meanwhile, the God of Woods started shouting that he wanted to leave this world as soon as possible.
It's likely that the Divine Lord foresaw this situation; he knew he was in deep trouble.
"The Divine Lord is truly a master strategist. I'm afraid those people are planning to wait for reinforcements to arrive before engaging us in a final battle."
"Now that paper wolf has run away, and Sila is a member of the Temple."
"Next, we will face an attack from the Bureau and the Temple. Escape is the only option."
They were prepared to flee; staying here wouldn't lead to anything good.
Following the divine ruler is their instinct as descendants; wherever the divine ruler is, they will follow.
In fact, most of the divine generals, after becoming the offspring of the divine ruler, will possess some of the divine ruler's traits.
In terms of personality, they will try to emulate the God, and their behavior patterns will also tend to resemble the God.
Therefore, if the Divine Lord strongly advocates running away, then all the Divine Generals, after careful consideration, will also conclude that they should run away.
But not long ago, Bond said he wanted to actively prepare for war and have a real fight with the enemy.
This is really a strange thing.
Bond's expression remained unchanged as he listened to the words of the assembled gods.
But there was something strange in his eyes.
"They ran away already? How boring. It seems we can't find any fun in this Mushu God."
"Is he really a member of World Serpent? How can he be so cowardly?"
Bond seems to be hiding some secret; the divine king's method of transforming offspring doesn't seem to be of much use to him.
Moreover, he was very clear about Mushu's identity.
"After all these years of lying low, I've really had enough of this guy."
Bond stood apart from the other gods and generals, revealing a look of disdain.
"Is there any way to stall this guy?"
"I'd rather see him get beaten to a pulp by those experts than run away."
Bond composed himself and returned to his previous expression.
Because the Divine Lord had already arrived, this guy was still the same as before, looking completely panicked.
Bond maintained his respectful expression, but there was definitely a hint of disdain in his eyes.
"The attack has been thwarted. In terms of combat strength, they are indeed no match for the orcs. You should make your move quickly."
"If we stick to the plan, we might be able to gain a partner."
The deity said, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
His plan was not complicated; simply put, he wanted to add another offspring to the list of those who had broken through the void.
Because Sera ran away, one of the twelve generals was missing, so a replacement had to be made.
Without a doubt, the Beast King was the best choice. He had been thinking about it all along, but had never been able to successfully transform him.
This time, he made the arrangements very carefully.
Let the weaker offspring go forward first, so as not to put too much pressure on the orcs.
After all, if the Beast King truly went mad and activated his third berserk state, the entire plan would be lost.
"The orcs probably have about 100,000 people left. We can use these people as a threat to force the orc king to compromise."
The Divine Lord said that he was actually quite disappointed that the plan against the orcs had failed to lure out those who were hiding.
But there's always a success rate to this plan. If one plan doesn't work, then of course you have to try another one.
His plan was to transform the Beast King into his offspring.
Bond listened casually, his disdain and impatience deepening.
He had been holding back for a long time; every action of this God of Wood had become meaningless to him.
It's about time. There's no point in continuing this pretense. Let's give Lord Mushu a big surprise later.
The divine king's orders have been given, and the divine generals have accelerated their attack, rushing towards the orcish settlement.
The Mushu and the Orcs have begun their struggle.
Despite having an overwhelming numerical advantage, the Mushu people were still unable to defeat the Orc warriors.
The battle line formed by the orcs was so strong that the Mushus were unable to advance an inch, and the war was at a stalemate.
"They're just a bunch of useless trash. But then again, even Lord Mushu is wary of his own offspring."
"They don't develop any technology, and they don't even provide them with reliable weapons. That's enough."
Bond, positioned at the very end of the group, hatched a plan and raised his hand, ready to attack the generals in front of him.
“Reverse the situation where these people are under control in one fell swoop, and then join forces with them to besiege Lord Mushu.”
"That's a good idea; that guy's expression will be quite interesting."
"Unfortunately, doing this won't destroy the world."
A smile crept onto Bond's lips, and then his gaze fixed on the air.
That was Jiang Wang's Zerg warship, and at this moment, he had accelerated to the battlefield.
"Ha, these guys are crazy, this is what makes things interesting."
Bond laughed, and then hid it again.
In pursuit of so-called fun, and with a penchant for chaos, if Paper Wolf were present, he might have sensed something amiss.
That is the most hated existence among ninety million worlds.
A mad organization called "The Pleasure Crowd".
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