The Speaker in the command center listened to his subordinates' reports with a slight face. He didn't understand why his own losses were getting bigger and bigger even though he had already broken through the enemy's defense line.

Looking at the small flags on the map that represent the original side were removed, his heart was bleeding. The power accumulated over the years actually suffered such great casualties in a city. Are you really so weak? Why is the distance between reality and dreams so far?

The Speaker was angry, but a little helpless. Everything was different from what he imagined. The hollow city was not without defense, and humans did not collapse in one blow. After his madness was woken up by a blow, he began to remember the consequences of the failure.

Yes, now the Speaker of the Grand Priest no longer dares to expect a victory. The cards in his hand have been almost done. Even if some members of the parliament were left, they did not change the situation with their own strength. I am afraid that even he could not do this, and there was obviously a backhand on the other side that had not been activated. It was impossible to retreat. When he thought of the terrifying demon party behind him, he felt a little chilled.

Seeing the anxiety of the Speaker of the Grand Secretary, the fat Deputy Speaker Edward came to him and whispered: "Sir, don't panic."

The Speaker looked at him squintly, "What? Do you have any means to win?"

Edward smiled and said, "I don't have the means to win, but it's too early to say that failure is going to happen."

"What do you mean? Let's just explain it." Edward's disrespectful words made the Speaker a little unhappy, but he could hear that he had something else to say, so the Speaker patiently continued to ask.

Turning his head and looking around, he found that no one was paying attention to this side. Edward continued to lower his voice and said, "The order given to you by ruthlessness is not to take down the entire Chicago."

The Speaker's body shook significantly and whispered: "What do you mean, what do you know?"

"Haha, I don't know less than you, Speaker Raymond, and I may even know a little more than you." Edward's smile at this moment did not change at all, but the Speaker seemed to have seen the pair of sharp canine teeth in his mouth.

"Are you sent by that lord to monitor me?" The Speaker's voice trembled, not knowing whether it was fear or anger.

"No. I'm here to help you. We have been working well before, right? Speaker. Observing your actions is just by the way."

"So what are your suggestions now?" After knowing Edward's true identity, the Speaker did not dare to talk to him arrogantly anymore. Although he did not flatter as much as he was to his superiors, his back was also a little curved.

"Look, I just said that the order of the adults is not to take down Chicago. Why do you still have to be obsessed with the victory and defeat of one area and one place?" Edward's words were like a whisper from hell, so tempting. "Let all the troops be released and Belladonna leads them into the battlefield. The other party must think that this is our trump card. Then we both go to complete the final task together. As for the life and death of others, does it have anything to do with us?"

Seeing all the plans being told, Edward also proudly straightened his back and looked at the Speaker with a smile, "What do you think of this plan?"

The Speaker of the Grand Secretary was silent for a while and then made up his mind. He ordered his subordinates to go. Deputy Speaker of the Grand Secretary Beradona called. Edward watched from the side. He was not surprised by this scene. The Speaker of the Grand Secretary has never been a person with great backbone and courage. Otherwise, he would not have been dependent on the Demon Party and would be complacent about becoming the Speaker of the Wizard Association. Of course, in the entire plan of the Demon Party, the life and death of the Grand Secretary is not very important. Even the cunning rabbit is about to die. What is the use of a lackey?

The female Speaker came to them obediently, and saw the Grand Speaker looking at her majesticly and said in a deep voice: "His Excellency Deputy Speaker Belladona, now there is a very important task to hand over to you."

The female speaker lowered her head, "Please give me instructions."

"Now the entire battle situation has entered a state of anxiety, and a little bit of external force may become the key to the decision of victory or defeat. Now I want to hand over all the combat power of the Wizard Club to you, and I hope you can lead them to win the final victory."

"This is my honor, Speaker." Belladona was a little excited. This was all the power of the entire Wizard Association. The trust of the Great Speaker made her a little at a loss. She once thought that Edward was the subordinate that the Great Speaker admired the most. Who would have thought that at this most critical moment, she would become the most critical figure.

At this time, Edward also acted like he had made a mistake and was trembling, so that the female speaker would dispel his concerns and willingly become the last batch of cannon fodder.

Taking over the scepter representing the supreme command, Speaker Belladona walked out of the command room excitedly and issued an order with her unique banshee wailing: "All assemble."

All the remaining members of the parliament gathered together. This time, everyone was wearing battle costumes, most of them were wizards who practiced black magic, and the rest were some wandering vampires and some dark creatures. Of course, they were the strongest group in the entire association.

The female speaker held up the scepter and rose into the air like a Valkyrie, and said loudly: "Brothers, the most sacred moment is coming. Now the battle has reached the most critical moment. Whoever can hold on and launch the last blow will win the final victory. We have been in the dark for a long enough time. These stupid short-lived species cannot understand our pain, so they definitely do not have the firm determination of ours. Come on, my brothers, we fight side by side, insert the deadliest knife in their hearts to welcome our victory."

"Roar!" Countless strange arms raised high, and all the members of the Wizard Society were inspired by the female speaker's speech, and their morale followed her and rushed into the night.

Edward looked at their background and sighed: "If the battle was not very good, I wouldn't have the will to let such a female hero run towards death."

After expressing his hypocritical feelings, Edward nodded to the Speaker, and the two disappeared into the darkness in the opposite direction of the battlefield.

Somewhat similar to the Wizard Society is that the Brotherhood's trump card has been launched. In the street fighting with staggered teeth, Dana, Locke and others who have not participated in the battle have long crossed the front and sneaked into the Wizard Society's command post.
Chapter completed!