Only now, the battle puppet was critically damaged, and its combat strength had noticeably weakened.
"I'll hold this place," said the general, looking towards the Canan Tribe gathering in the sky. His gaze swept over the Lu family descendants on the city wall as he spoke in a low voice.
Without the war beasts to defend the city, the Lu family descendants couldn't possibly hold this place.
"General..." The elder by his side showed a look of grief and indignation, gesturing with one hand, as a battle puppet stepped forward beside him.
This battle puppet bore even more scars, many parts were obviously broken, and even normal operation seemed difficult.
"If it weren't for our severed contact with the divine realm, preventing reinforcements from arriving, we wouldn't have come to this..." The elder didn't finish his sentence.
The interception of the divine realm's reinforcements was known to them, but they couldn't speak of now being cut off from the divine realm.
"Boom—"
