"This is war. Why bother with a code of honor?"
"There's nothing left to say. Let's just all go at once. According to the Oracle, this world isn't weak. If we drag this out, there's no telling what might happen!"
"That's right. We also have to buy time for our forces in the Chongxing Realm. There are twenty-six Blood Race Princes here. Even if we can't kill them, just tying them down will mean less resistance for our Deities when they open the Star Realm Gate!"
"Let's get 'em, brothers! Don't overthink it, just go!"
"Um, right. The Dragon Race has no objections, right?"
At that moment, beside the Mortal Star Gate, one hundred and fourteen Saint Tier Players were gathered. They were the ones who had accepted the mission to guard the gate.
That was why they hadn't left with the rest of the Empire Army.
Instead, the moment the initial three-day battle ended, a stir of excitement passed through them. They were already eyeing the Blood Race Princes greedily, ready to make a move.
