Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

The ranged puppets on the first line of defense also opened fire en masse.

Countless dark purple figures were torn to pieces by the gunfire.

The demon soldiers in the front row were cut down one after another like ripe wheat in autumn.

The corpses quickly piled up into a wall half a person high, before being blasted into pieces by subsequent artillery fire.

Demonic blood soaked into the battlefield soil, turning the gray land into a bottomless black.

Mo Wuji's patience was finally worn out.

He suddenly drew his heavy sword and pointed it towards the first line of defense.

His voice was like that of an ancient monster that had been thoroughly enraged.

"This mere pile of scrap metal dares to block my way! Martial God First Team, listen to my command! Charge! Tear that pile of iron lumps to shreds!"

Hundreds of Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods simultaneously took to the air.

Dark purple demonic energy condensed behind them into various forms.

The light of martial arts exploded on the battlefield, like more than a hundred purple meteors simultaneously crashing into the ground defenses of Dragon City.

Hundreds of martial gods charged into the fray simultaneously.

This is an overwhelming force that could directly end any war outside the region.

Ordinary puppet defenses can't last more than three seconds against a martial god before being crushed into scrap metal.

But they were not facing an ordinary puppet defense line.

As this group of martial gods broke through the city's defensive artillery fire and was about to engage in close combat with the defensive puppets of the first line of defense.

Suddenly, a dense, chilling barrage of fire erupted from the first line of defense.

It's not the kind of sporadic, isolated sniping firepower.

Instead, it was a standard salvo.

Three-three system martial god puppet formation.

This was precisely the killing move Vivian had prepared for the Heavenly Demon Martial God.

Three martial god puppets form a firepower team.

Three fire teams form one combat unit.

Dozens of high-energy beams struck the same target precisely at the same instant.

One hundred Heavenly Demon Clan Martial Gods were all shattered into pieces in a single second.

Countless mangled bodies fell from mid-air.

Mo Wuji was truly enraged this time.

He flew into a rage and stomped on half of the platform in front of him, shattering it.

Several of the surrounding guards were knocked down by the scattered rubble, but no one dared to utter a sound.

He pulled the heavy sword from the ground with a single palm strike, the blade humming loudly.

"Invincible Realm, charge! Bring three times the number of Martial Gods—flank from both flanks simultaneously! Crush that damned ironclad formation!"

Dozens of invincible warriors of the Heavenly Demon Clan led hundreds of Martial God Demon Generals to rapidly flank from both sides.

They attempted to bypass the area with the densest frontal firepower and strike directly at Longcheng's first line of defense.

There is nothing wrong with the command itself.

The problem is that the commander of Dragon City had anticipated that the Heavenly Demon Clan would do this.

When the first batch of invincible warriors arrived at the front line of defense.

A dense barrage erupted once again from the defensive positions.

This salvo was more powerful and had a faster rate of fire.

Suddenly, hundreds of invincible puppets appeared in the formation of those martial god puppets.

It is also a three-team formation.

Three invincible puppets simultaneously focused their fire on an invincible general of the Heavenly Demon Clan.

The invincible warriors of the Heavenly Demon Clan are as fragile as paper kites in the face of a volley of arrows.

The demon's body was pierced, torn apart, and finally blasted into dust, along with the martial gods and demon generals they brought, all of whom were reduced to dust.

It took less than three seconds.

One hundred Martial Gods and dozens of Invincible Realm experts all died in front of the first line of defense.

On the high platform of the Heavenly Demon Clan's central military camp.

The faces of several Heavenly Demon Clan god-level elders had turned from shock to ashen.

Mo Wuji's right hand, gripping the sword, made a cracking sound.

He crushed the military tally on the general's desk with his left hand.

Meanwhile, in the city lord's mansion in Dragon City.

Ye Feng watched all of this through Vivian's real-time battlefield observation system.

He was laughing so hard his eyes were almost wrinkled.

The first line of defense performed much better than he expected.

These days, when the Demon God and Invincible were collectively attacked by the three-on-three squads, they didn't even have a chance to fight back.

This is enough to prove that Vivian's puppet combat system absolutely crushes the Heavenly Demon Clan's users.

"Alright, let's call it a day." Ye Feng picked up the Coke on the table and took a sip.

He suppressed the smile in his eyes and issued a retreat order to Vivian through the command channel.

"Withdraw all Martial God Puppets and Invincible Puppets from the first line of defense. Leave the Tier 6 Puppets and Enhanced Puppets behind to continue blocking the enemy."

This was the tactical principle he set from the very beginning.

High-end combat forces never linger in battle; they withdraw once they've gained enough advantage.

Send cheap, low-tier puppets to wear down the enemy's cannon fodder troops.

Each of those martial gods and invincible puppets is a valuable strategic asset of Dragon City, and it's not worth wasting them in a war of attrition.

Upon receiving the order, the first line of defense immediately withdrew all high-end combat forces.

The Martial God Puppet and the Invincible Puppet flew silently towards the rear defense line like a receding tide.

Mo Wuji certainly noticed this change.

But he dared not take this opportunity to launch a large-scale attack.

He was truly terrified by the human race's shameless tactics.

By the time he realized what was happening, it was too late.

He could only rage in vain.

"Charge! All troops, push forward!"

The real meat grinder officially begins from this moment.

The remaining seven million cannon fodder troops of the Heavenly Demon Clan were completely bogged down in a war of attrition with the cheap puppets of Dragon City.

They left behind tens of thousands of corpses for every mile they advanced.

Meanwhile, Dragon City's defenses retreated slowly under the cover of low-level puppets.

They maintained effective range coverage over the Sky Demon forces.

New puppets will always be added to replace the shattered remains of those puppets.

Mo Wuji had never fought such a frustrating battle.

He watched helplessly as half of his massive army of millions was wiped out in the minefield and the first line of defense.

The remaining five million demon soldiers were gradually worn down by the subsequent three lines of puppet defense.

Every step forward resulted in a bloody crash.

For every puppet torn apart, several, or even ten, demon corpses are left behind.

After three days of fierce fighting, the entire battlefield was turned into a muddy swamp.

The soil was soaked with demonic blood and bits of flesh; one step could sink from your ankle to your knee.

After the last organized cannon fodder unit of the Heavenly Demon Clan was completely annihilated by the city's heavy artillery bombardment in front of the last three lines of defense.

Mo Wuji's old face was beyond ugly.

It was a complex feeling mixed with humiliation, rage, and disbelief.

As he gazed at the three intact last lines of defense in the direction of Dragon City, the murderous aura emanating from him deterred anyone within dozens of feet from approaching.

"Damn Dragon City! Damn humans! Why do humans possess such a massive number of puppets?"

He doesn't care if millions of puppets die.

What frustrated him was that he hadn't managed to kill a single human soldier.

It's all just a pile of scrap metal.

Just then, two beams of light descended from the sky.

Tie Yuan's massive mechanical body landed on the ground, while Xing Chen silently floated behind him.

Tie Yuan's rough, mechanical voice carried a rare hint of suppressed laughter.

"Elder Demon! Have you finished using up your cannon fodder? We're ready for war. Shall we discuss cooperation?"