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Morgan walked up to Johnson.

The lion of Caliban glanced at her a few extra times, seeming to be curious about her anger: the silver-haired lady almost never had such violent emotional fluctuations.

【What happened?】

【already solved.】

Zhuang Sen nodded and didn't ask any more questions. His eyes returned to the tactical holographic projection. Orders came out through his words one after another, mobilizing the entire First Army.

Morgan stood next to him, witnessing all this in silence. The angry aura disappeared quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had never existed. She looked at the crappy battle situation on the holographic projection, and just

It was like watching a professional boxing champion fight with an old lady.

She endured it for five minutes.

[Lord Zhuang Sen, if you want to reverse the situation of the war, the best way is to ask me to directly pull up a teleportation array and teleport it to Tyrant Duran's room: as long as his head falls to the ground, this war will end in an instant.

It will end.]

The Lion King did not speak, but Arachos on the side spoke for him.

"That's true, Ms. Morgan, but it's the Wolf King's prey, and it's not the agreed time yet."

[Indeed, there are still forty minutes left, which means that Morion and his knights will still be hanging there, spending forty minutes for no reason. ]

[When we reach into the mud, if we cannot pull out what we want right away, we will be swallowed by the endless mud.]

Arachos did not reply, but the Lion King looked at the mortal assistant who was in charge of communications.

[Can I contact Leman Russ? 】

"Sorry, sir, that fortress is still in a state of information suppression..."

The Lion King then continued to remain quiet. He just watched quietly as the Space Wolves disappeared only one step away from the target. He watched his legion consume lives on a futile resistance front and watched the Vietnam War.

More and more crimson signs appeared in the projection, each symbolizing an approaching Duran Legion.

Before Morgan arrived, he was watching like this, and after Morgan arrived, he was still watching, but after a long silence, he shook his body and spoke out the words in his heart in a low voice.

【This will make that brother of mine furious.】

Arachos blinked and pondered the words of his genetic father. He subconsciously looked at the silver-haired female officer beside him, and then heard a chuckle.

【Everything is not perfect.】

[It is a great waste to have a good opportunity but wait in vain, Lord Johnson.]

The Lion King did not look back. He glanced at the tactical projection in front of him again. The weight of the promise and the life of his offspring was constantly changing in his heart.

He thought of those werewolves that flashed by.

[The Space Wolves still haven’t moved...]

【How's it going over there in Morien?】

"The two fortresses AS and AX have just been lost, and the enemy has begun a large-scale suicide attack."

This answer made Zhuang Sen pause for a moment. He turned around and looked at his blood relatives.

Then, he got a pair of pupils like Furui Muha.

【This is no longer a war, Your Excellency.】

【This is a farce.】

Zhuang Sen's brows moved.

【Are you trying to persuade me? 】

【It is a suggestion.】

He turned around and took another look at the battle situation, and at the battle line which had not moved at all.

He seemed to sigh.

【I gave them time.】

There was reluctant annoyance and vague expectation in his voice.

[Now, prepare the teleportation array.]

【Let's put an end to this boring charade.】
Chapter completed!