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The mobilization order had been issued, but reinforcements had yet to arrive when the overwhelming beast tide erupted ahead of schedule.
The half-finished Blood Moon Defense Line was utterly incapable of providing protection. Concerned for the safety of the workers, Hudson had no choice but to order a retreat to defend crucial strategic nodes.
In fact, at times like this, whether a node was "strategic" mattered little. Once the horde had crossed the defense line, they entered full rampage mode.
High-order Demon Beasts were qualified as high-ranking commanders, yet the lower-level Magical Beasts were not exactly competent junior officers. Expecting them to command wild beasts in battle was asking too much of the beasts.
In their eyes, the beast hordes under their command were equivalent to food. When hungry, they would randomly capture a few to satisfy their hunger, frightening the other beasts into staying well clear.
