Yi Lin, while extracting information from Yanfeng Gongzheng, kept an eye on the battlefield, multitasking with precision.
The battlefield was ever-changing, shifting in a blink of an eye.
Gilgamesh was busy commanding the forces, momentarily unable to attend to other matters.
This provided Yi Lin and Yanfeng Gongzheng a legitimate opportunity to slack off.
But for Yi Lin, slacking off was out of the question. After unleashing a barrage of thunderous blasts, the opposing magicians seemed to have no further moves.
Yi Lin's teleportation circle could easily redirect the enemy's thunderous attacks. His current actions couldn't be described as idling.
To put it precisely, it should be called—
Holding the fort at headquarters;
Guarding Uruk;
Serving as a quiet, formidable trump card, deployed only when absolutely necessary.
On the brutal battlefield, a desperate war was unfolding.
