Therefore, the territories attacked by the Povor overlords could not defeat the clusters of gatherers attacking them, and the most they could do was to hold them back and wait for the arrival of the main force.

However, this is the problem, there are only so many main forces of the Popuel hegemon, should they be assigned to thirty-two battlefields?

Many of the garrison's combat power dragged on until the last moment and did not wait for the arrival of the main force of their Bowvol hegemon.

In the face of such a situation, the decision-making level of the Popvour hegemon will certainly not be able to sit still, then they will really have no way to live!

So they decided to give up the defense of the territory and gather all their forces to build a final line of defense.

"Lord Star Command! Give up the territory! Full contraction! ”

The commander of the garrison gave orders to his subordinates who were still fighting.

The subordinates were in an uproar, and some of them asked in surprise, "What?!" What about the people on other planets who haven't been evacuated yet? ”

"I had to give up." The garrison commander replied helplessly.

Such an answer is obviously impossible for the warriors to accept that there are hundreds of millions of people living on a planet, not to mention that there are their families among these people.

"Do you know what you're talking about?! My family is in there, and you think I'm going to give up my family for the sake of the Lord's orders? I tell you, no way! ”

The reply was extremely firm, it was a rare thing to be in the hierarchical Bowvol hegemon, and if such a thing happened, it would mean that the fighters were at risk of mutiny.

The garrison commander asked angrily, "If you stay here, it will not help, there are too many amoebas, they attack all the territories in one go, and if they do not fully shrink their forces, it means that the Popuel hegemon will become history!" Our race will be history! You don't understand the seriousness of it! ”

"Which is more important, your family, or your race? Tell me! ”

The garrison commander's question stunned the soldiers, who did not know how to answer.

Reason tells them that they should agree with their boss's words, but their sensibility can't accept it, and letting them voluntarily give up protecting their families is not equivalent to killing their own family members?

"Do you think the same thing?" The garrison commander continued to ask.

"You can't defend the attack of the amoeba tribe at all, and if you stay, you will be sent to death, which is an inevitable failure! If you choose to evacuate, we in Popuel will have the ability to hold the line and gain more time to fight back, and this choice will not save your family, but at the very least, it will avenge your family! ”

"As long as you are not stupid, you should know what kind of choice you should make!"

In the end, most chose the garrison commander, and only a few remained stubborn and chose to stay, dedicating their lives to the task of protecting their people against the gatherers.

"Charge! Surround the home! ”

With a shout, these warriors fought to the death against the gatherers.

However, in the real battlefield, heroes do not exist, they are very brave, this is right, knowing that they are bound to fail, they are not willing to give up protecting their families and protecting their compatriots behind them, but bravery does not improve combat effectiveness.

No one interfered with the Ripple Structure, and as the ripples of space covered the entire star system, all the means of attack of these valiant warriors were rendered useless.

"I can't use the Spirit Domain?!"

"Me too!"

"It's the Amoeba Spiritual Seal!"

"No ——!"

The warriors who were in the middle of the battle suddenly lost their weapons, and the results speak for themselves......

Battle after battle ended, and the strategy advanced much easier than the gatherers had originally anticipated, in large part due to the shrinking defenses of the Popuel overlords.

But the gatherers didn't know this, thinking that their strategy had worked wonders, hitting the soft underbelly of the Bovor hegemon.

"It's too easy, sure enough, as long as the number of ripple giants exert their effects is enough, these aliens who are extremely dependent on the spirit realm will be vulnerable."

"When we win this battle, what kind of information is better for us to dig up from the minds of the captured captives?"

There are individuals who have begun to think about the war before it is over, and this is the pride of other gatherers, and while it is true that the gathering is proud of their successive victories, pride is not desirable after all.

A collector reminded, "Don't rush to cheer for victory first, our opponent is not simple, there should be a backhand." ”

"What if you have a backhand? The back hand must be related to the spirit domain, they can't use the spirit field, so they can't make the back hand take effect, and it must be a way to ruin. The subject replied nonchalantly.

In the eyes of many gatherers, this is the case, with the Ripple Giant, those aliens who rely extremely on the spiritual realm to form combat power are vulnerable.

On the main planet of the capital of the Popuel overlord, a resolution is being voted on.

Although at this time, more than half of the territory of the Popur overlord has not been taken by the gatherers, but the posture of the gatherers now has made the Bearor overlord have to think about the decision to break the kettle.

Leaders shouted at the meeting, "We're going to take a gamble!" There is no longer so much time for us to think about the consequences! The threat of invasion from the amoebas is imminent, and our decisions will determine whether the entire race has a future! ”

"Activate the 'Sacrifice of the Dead' to defend against the attack of the amoeba, and then start voting."

After the leader's proclamation, a high-ranking member of the famous Bovor hegemon began to vote.

All because this matter is so important, even among the extremely centralized Popuel hegemons, the leader alone has no right to make decisions, and the entire decision-making level of the Popuel hegemons needs to be the whole.

"Yes."

"Yes."

"Yes."

……

"Unanimously passed, carry out the 'sacrifice of the dead'!" The leader reads out the results.

In the battle, those warriors who were affected by the ripple giant structure and lost their combat effectiveness inexplicably regained their combat effectiveness, and the scale of the spiritual domain power that could be called was even larger.

"I, I feel the power, the power of endless!"

"Fight back! This is the rear using a secret method to give us kicker! Seize this opportunity! ”

For a while, the gatherers' offensive was forcibly contained, and without the use of the Ripple Giant Seal Spirit Domain, the gatherers could not get much benefit on the frontal battlefield.

Of course, there is not much disadvantage, and it even maintains a numerical advantage, but it cannot continue to advance the front as vigorously as before.

On the other hand, many of the people of the Polvor overlord colonized the planet are undergoing certain changes, and their bodies are gradually becoming transparent.

"What's going on?! Why am I disappearing! No, who's going to save me, help......"

"Who's going to save my child, woo woo woo ......"

"My legs, my legs ......"

"I haven't lived enough, and I don't want to die like this."

Countless people were wailing at a loss, while an old man who knew the truth sat by the tombstone and looked up at the sky.

"Ahem, ahem, it's actually a sacrifice of the dead...... Is the enemy really so terrifying? ”