“What? Warsky Alliance made another coalition?” I exclaimed in shock. “No wait, forget that. You gave up on the third territory? The entire point of this defense battle was to buy you enough time to take it!”

Ling Xueshang chuckled. “It’s fine. Geographically speaking, that territory was too deep in the west and too far away from Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls and Snowy Cathaya. If the enemy successfully breached the teleportation formation, then no one could arrive in time to save us. I would rather wait for a new territory to spawn than grab one that is this geographically disadvantageous. Also, Warsky Alliance made a contract with Gods of Destruction and Mad Dragon, and recruited the aid of four guilds from Wind City. Even if we managed to take the territory in the end, we would lose too many people for it to be worth it.”

I looked at Lin Yixin, and she shrugged with a smile. “You know the saying ‘sacrifice the rook to save the king’, right? If we lose Dark Moon City, it will be a massive net loss for the three of us even if we got a new territory out of it!”

“Right!”

I nodded. While adjusting my grip on my tattered Cyan Netherworld Sword, I said, “It’s great to see...