Looking at the city walls shrouded in smoke and the still torrential incoming enemy soldiers, Leo Ray understood clearly.
The current situation was already very clear.
If he ignored the fire in the backyard and allowed Galaxy City to be attacked from both sides, his death would be inevitable.
Only by extinguishing the flames in the backyard could he see a glimmer of hope in this uncertain war.
"Once I disperse my key forces to various places, it will be tantamount to a life-and-death race against time with the enemy."
"If I can quickly resolve the crises in each city and the Half-Orc Corps, block all the ways the enemy can scheme, and then return here to fight a decisive battle with the enemy, there's still hope for victory."
"But if things go the opposite way, and the enemy takes advantage of Galaxy City's vulnerability to seize it before I get back, then my situation will be hopeless."
"No matter how I think about it, Galaxy City must not be lost before I return!"