"Prepare to close the net," said Shen Hao.
"Shouldn't we wait a little longer?" asked Dong Gong.
"No need to wait, we've already gathered over seven thousand Blood Demons; the general offensive should be launched soon," Shen Hao observed the movements of the Blood Demons even faster than the command center.
With just a glance, it was clear that at most, less than eight thousand Blood Demons could be assembled.
The others were too far away.
If they all came together, it would be somewhat false.
Rather, the fact that they could converge so many of the city's Blood Demons in one place without the Matrix noticing, its battle command ability and level of awareness were as amateur as the command center had analyzed.
At best, it was on the level of self-entertainment.
The intelligence of the Blood Demons was also stolen from humans.
The military vehicle started up, blending into the support convoy, heading towards the largest gas station.
