However, was that really the case?
After a brief moment of stunned silence, everyone gradually came back to their senses. They frowned slightly as they watched the blood mist continuously push forward.
Although the Rat Tide had successfully woven its way into the Black Orc army, it wasn't causing any real damage. Isaac had Enhanced their claws and teeth many times, but the Black Orcs had also undergone Demonization; a bite couldn't even break through their defenses.
The blood mist appeared to be advancing for two reasons. First, the Black Orcs' attacks weren't airtight, so there were always gaps for the Rat Tide to seep through. Second, the Black Orc army itself was also steadily pushing forward.
Watching the Black Orc army rapidly bearing down on the fortress, Caesar frowned. "Why not use the Gale Demon Wolves? Even Non-Rank ones firing Wind Blades in massive numbers would be more effective than this Rat Tide."
Isaac gave a noncommittal nod. Normally, that would be true.
