The commander of the Dongjiang Battle Group had changed into a dark gray combat suit today. With an antique-looking Long Saber strapped to his waist, he appeared much more solemn than yesterday.
"How did you sleep?" Qiao Tongyu walked up to him, his gaze also fixed on the Rift.
"Alright." Xu Wuyi took a sip of water. "When does it start?"
Qiao Tongyu checked the time. "We'll wait another half hour for the technicians to finish their final adjustments. This time, we need to precisely control the rhythm of the Beast Tide. It can't be too fast, and it can't be too slow. We have to draw out those Great Commanders one by one."
He paused, turning to look at Xu Wuyi with a serious expression. "Don't be in a rush to make a move later. Wait until I force all six Great Commanders out before you strike. The remaining one should be their boss, and it will only come out at the very end."
