"Do you know what the soldiers at the center of the front line are doing? They are digging holes, and all the mages are accumulating magic power, all for that one moment."
Nian Bing's eyes brightened, he finally understood Luo Rou's meaning, "You mean, the powerful among the God-men will fly towards our front, and most of those with lower strength will move forward on the ground, this way, we can distinguish their strength. Additionally, by showing weakness to the enemy, when they first appear, our long-range offensive power will concentrate on attacking the high-level God-men above, while I, leading our elites, will slaughter the ordinary God-men, is that right?"
