The situation in the Western Warzone was like purgatory.
It was the warzone with the most casualties, and if it hadn’t been for the medical team and the magical medicine, Erudia’s fifth defense barrier would’ve already fallen.
Every attack was fiercer than the one before; the criminals were causing endless internal trouble and pressure.
At that point, the Medical Elite ancient family had already lost half of its members.
They could, at most, last another two days; they were even worse off than their comrades in the East.
“Is the Dragonites’ reinforcement here yet?” asked the Medical Elite grimly.
He had blood all over him.
Truth was, the Grand Master was extremely strong.
He single-handedly killed two Rank Six fighters and five Rank Five fighters.
“Our reinforcement is gone. The criminals from Blood Palace barred their path, so they can’t reach us!”
Carter complained grimly, “I told you we shouldn’t have come, Grandpa! It’s not worth it to sacrifice our lives for them.”
“That’s right. If this goes on, Medical Elite, we will all be dead! I still don’t understand why we have to fight so hard over here.”
“We are incredible beings and are masters in terms of our medical skills and combat capabilities. Why should we fight for the common folks?”
Medical Elite looked grouchier than ever after hearing what everyone said.
They knew just how powerful their enemies were; they were certain that they would all die if things kept progressing that way.
“Yes, we have reinforcement, and they ambushed the North and South armies, but those were nothing but ambushes. It doesn’t take a genius to know that the team responsible for it is weak and useless. How much use could they be against the army in the West? Moreover, the enemy is aware of them now, and their guards are up. Our reinforcement can’t even ambush anyone anymore!” complained someone right away.
Carter chimed in and agreed, “Yes, you are right. Moreover, the raiders will likely head East first. Let’s ignore how powerful the enemies in the East are. Let’s assume that the raiders will eliminate them successfully. It would still take them a long time to accomplish that mission, and we will all be dead by then!”
“So, in other words, we will be dead regardless of what happens.”
“At this point, we are only buying some time for Erudia and stopping their biggest enemy from invading their land.”
It was dead silence after Carter and his friends shared their ideas and analysis.
“You mean… persisting and fighting will just result in our deaths?”
“Exactly!”
“Then I am not f*cking doing this. I never wanted to come in the first place! Helping the Dragonites and sacrificing myself for those common folks… It’s not worth it.”
“You’re right. I quit too!”
“I am not going to do it if it’s suicidal.”
“Fine, then what is your suggestion?” asked Medical Elite in his authoritative voice.
Carter deliberated for a while before suggesting, “How about we surrender? We’ll conserve our strength whenever possible. Our benefits will lessen greatly, but most of us will be able to come out of it alive.”
“Yes, I think he is right. Erudia has a lot of citizens who have already chosen to save themselves. They did that to keep their legacies alive!”
“Think about it. This war doesn’t actually have much to do with us in the first place. At most, we will suffer a loss. It couldn’t possibly be more difficult than honoring the Gods’ Promise, right?”
“Moreover, if we surrender, we might receive even more benefits. It is entirely possible!”
Medical Elite sighed and informed, “I heard something about that as well. The Ruling Union is an organization formed by countless powerful martial artists. All they want is to divide Erudia among themselves. If we join them, we will be rewarded the same.”
“If so, then the Ruling Union will surely welcome us with open arms once we surrender. We’re pretty strong, after all.”
“What is your take on this, Medical Elite?”
Everyone turned to Medical Elite after that.
The man hesitated for a moment before he gritted his teeth and said, “Okay, then we’ll surrender and join the Ruling Union!”
