Old Ma had no reason not to be smug; this time, he was certain of victory and intended to capture Ya alive.
Without Ya, Base 18 was like a tiger without teeth…
Huh? That felt a bit strange.
Never mind, as long as he could deal with Ya this time, Base 18 would be his to control, a plaything in his hands.
The thought only made Old Ma more pleased, and he looked at Ya as if Ya were already a bound captive.
However, Ya showed no sign of panic. Instead, he looked calmly at Old Ma, his eyes filled with both mockery and pity.
Ya's gaze made Old Ma uncomfortable. It was supposed to be Ya who was surrounded, yet Old Ma felt as if he were the one who had lost.
"Ya, you truly are arrogant. Hmph, don't you see your current predicament? Yet you still maintain that condescending air. I truly hope that when I tie you up and present you to my Demon Emperor, you'll still be able to hold that posture."
Upon hearing this, Ya chuckled and shook his head.
"It's hard to believe that a demon like you could become the commander of the Demon Wolf Army, and that I have been fighting an opponent this foolish for centuries. It is truly the shame of my life."
Old Ma's face instantly turned cold.
"Hmph, you're just skilled with your words. If you have any power to turn the tide today, I'll cut off my head and use it as a stool for you."
"A stool? Forget it, your head is bigger than my entire body. It would just take up too much space in my command tent."
Ya smiled at Old Ma and asked seriously,
"Old Ma, let me ask you, in our centuries of fighting, have you… ever won against me even once?"
Old Ma's expression shifted slightly, and a sense of unease suddenly gripped him. This old rival had caused him significant psychological trauma. His undefeated record over the centuries made Old Ma somewhat apprehensive at the mention of "Ya." He, who thought victory was assured, now felt his confidence waver upon hearing Ya's words.
The reason was simple: the man opposite him was almost invincible. Time and again, Ya had defeated him, standing as an insurmountable mountain in his heart.
"Hmph, Ya, stop trying to scare me, you bastard. If you have any trump cards left, bring them out and let me see. Putting on a brave front like this only makes me despise you more."
"Heh heh, haven't I already shown them?"
Wan Lei's spaceship was not far from the flagship. The Thunderstorm Squad, who were locked in a fierce battle with the demons, could clearly hear the words of both commanders.
Hearing Ya's statement, everyone looked curiously in their direction, anticipating what Ya meant by turning the tide.
After all, who would choose to flee and break out if they could defeat the enemy?
Just then, along the distant horizon, dense black silhouettes and earth-shattering engine roars appeared.
The commotion from afar seemed to silence the battlefield for a moment. Both armies looked towards the distance in astonishment.
The approaching army was a聯合 army composed of countless spaceships and warriors from the Human, Demon, and God races.
At a glance, their numbers were at least tens of millions.
"It's reinforcements!"
"They are our reinforcements!"
"Our people have arrived, we don't need to break out anymore!"
"Brothers, kill all these demon curs, kill them all!"
"Long live the commander, the positive dimension will win!"
Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the defenders of the positive dimension, who had been showing signs of faltering, became exhilarated and fought even more valiantly against the enemy.
The reinforcements for the positive dimension were not coming from a single direction; they appeared from all sides simultaneously, encircling the demons.
Furthermore, the positive dimension army was faster. Since the demons lacked long-range weaponry to suppress their speed, the positive dimension reinforcements quickly surged forward.
Wan Lei noticed a particularly dazzling figure among the reinforcements. Instead of attacking from afar, this figure moved like a phantom, so fast that it was impossible to track, cutting through the demon army left and right as if entering an empty realm.
This was the elite soldier of Base 18 –
Ling Xin.
"Hmph, how can I let you have all the glory? Brothers, gather up and counterattack the demons with me!"
Wan Lei roared, leading the Thunderstorm Squad in a charge.
Old Ma was now dumbfounded. He looked at the chaotic and complex situation before him, unsure of what to do.
The current situation was layered three-deep, with them surrounding him and him surrounding them. In the innermost circle was the demon army, reduced to a few hundred thousand, the initial two million demons used as bait.
Outside them was the first wave of positive dimension defenders who had pursued, which included Wan Lei and his group.
Further out was the main force of demons that Old Ma had initially separated, and after their pursuers had surrounded the bait, they immediately launched a pincer movement, firmly trapping them and initiating their annihilation.
And on the outermost periphery was the mysteriously appearing reinforcement army of the positive dimension. Their numbers were greater, their strength superior, and they had, in turn, surrounded the demons.
Now, the situation was a tangled mess of intertwined forces, like a set of Russian nesting dolls, with battles raging everywhere.
"Impossible, where did you get so many troops? Did you bring out everyone from Base 18?"
Old Ma shouted in disbelief.
"Not quite. In addition to the entire force from Base 18, we also borrowed some troops from Bases 17 and 19."
Ya replied calmly.
"You madman, you're truly a madman. You used yourself as bait, and your entire Base 18 is mobilized. Aren't you afraid that other demon armies will sneak in and raid your homeland?
Aren't you afraid that the demon race will have reinforcements and ambush everyone who left your homeland?"
Ya burst into laughter at this.
"You were willing to sacrifice two million troops as disposable bait, so I was willing to wager all the troops of Base 18 against you. A base can be recaptured, but an opportunity to annihilate the Demon Wolf Army will never come again.
To achieve great things, one must first offer their head.
Since you don't hesitate to use two million troops as bait, can't I offer my own head and ten million defenders as sacrifices?"
"Hmph, madman, do you really think the demon race has no contingency plans?"
The look of panic on Old Ma's face suddenly vanished, replaced by a mocking expression.
"Ya, no matter how meticulously you plan, all schemes are futile in the face of absolute power.
Today, I will definitely capture you, the commander of Base 18!"
Old Ma's words sent a sense of foreboding through the many guards behind Ya, but Ya remained as calm and composed as ever.
"I request Emperor Luo Fei to act!"
Old Ma shouted. Then, from a corner of the demon army behind him, a terrifying demonic figure suddenly rose from the ground and soared into the sky!