"Subordinate Caesar, see Zombie Ares!"
"It's my fault. When I saw you leave first, I thought I might be able to hurt West by accident, but I didn't expect..." Caesar choked with sobs.
His face was deathly pale, and there was a feeling of survival for him.
"You're injured, too. West...Isn't hurt?"
When Zombie Ares mentioned West again, he gritted his teeth.
"Yes, West has such a good defensive ability. We have lost many of our men, but we failed to hurt him!"
"Zombie Ares, how about sending some more people?" Caesar said tentatively.
Among so many people, only Caesar was the most trustworthy person in Zombie Ares's mind.
He was supported by Zombie Ares!
Zombie Ares shook his head slowly. It was useless to send zombies up now.
It is useless to send more zombies, West's strength is too strong!
"What should we do now? Should we wait here all the time?"
Caesar said in a low voice, lowering his head, after taking a glance at the miserable situation in the hall.