"To put it bluntly, facing it head-on is suicide."
"I know. If things go south, I'll retreat."
"Hmm, it hasn't shown any strong attacks against 'undying-nature' or 'soul-targeting.' You should be safe."
Lu Ping'an's application was approved—or more accurately, the frontline was so overwhelmed that proactive volunteers for that specific zone were rarely turned down.
Lu Ping'an, however, was fully aware of the risks involved.
While it indeed seemed incapable of ranged attacks or soul-hunting, any target struck down by it appeared to be "locked onto." Several unlucky individuals had been pursued across vast distances and repeatedly killed until they were completely eliminated.
"Let's give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll withdraw..."
Lu Ping'an was rational, but he also felt it might be necessary to take some risks.
It wasn't about personal battle merit... His contributions in resolving the Dragon-Snake crisis were already more than sufficient.
