Lin Beichen wiped his sweat and felt that all this made no sense.
It's not scientific.
I've been cheating for so long, but I still can't beat Wei Mingchen?
I had the Grim Reaper's mobile phone in my hand, but I tried to trick him in all directions, and was almost killed by Wei Mingchen from the air?
By the way, where did that vibration just come from?
Lin Beichen calmed down and thought deeply.
In the end, he locked on two 'suspects' who were beyond his control.
The first one is the Death Phone.
The second one is an unknown ancient bronze mirror.
But the problem is that the former is in an upgraded state and is completely autistic.
The latter has long been drained of the essence of his body by the former, and has become a useless little mirror.
Tsk tsk tsk, interesting.
Lin Beichen is not in a hurry to determine the truth.
His focus soon shifted to the previous air battle with 'Wei Mingchen'.
After his mind calmed down, Lin Beichen finally understood.
It's not that Wei Mingchen is too strong.
But I am too weak.
The strength here refers specifically to mental strength.
Because the substitute cultivation function of the Death Cell Phone is so smooth, Young Master Lin has almost always been invincible.
And his strength lies in his physical body and profound energy, as well as the messy mysterious abilities, as well as the various hangups on Death's mobile phone.
But in terms of mental strength...
Lin Beichen thought about it carefully. In addition to practicing [Evil Dragon's Roar] when he was still very weak, there are other spiritual power secrets, such as the three secrets given by Chief Priest Qin, two of which are fire-type spiritual power.
In fact, he has not practiced the secret method well, that is, he can barely maintain the lowest basic threshold that can match the relevant record.
"So, this incident reminds me that mental strength is actually the shortcoming of my current state."
"Next, we need to practice our mental strength."
"But where does the spiritual power secret book come from?"
Lin Beichen felt a little sick when he thought of upgrading his autistic mobile phone.
In a short period of time, you can only rely on yourself.
Let’s first try to find a secret book on cultivating spiritual power.
At least it has to match my current level of cultivation.
"We can only find Brother Gao."
Lin Beichen locked the target.
He raised his hand and gave himself a sip, feeling very good.
But my mind is still a little dizzy.
This is an extreme consumption of mental energy and severe damage.
s consequence.
Walking out of the big tent, Lin Hun and others who were waiting outside the tent looked at him with concerned eyes.
After all, what happened when Young Master Lin interrogated Wei Mingxuan alone was quite scary.
"Generalissimo Wei Mingxuan..."
Lin Hun tried to ask.
"died."
There was a little regret in Lin Beichen's tone.
I originally planned to give this product to Xiaobai for disposal after the trial was over, so that Xiaobai could relieve the hatred in his heart.
It ended up blowing up.
This Wei Mingchen's methods reveal evil ways inside and out.
It is absolutely inseparable from the evil god outside the sky.
Previously, Lin Beichen always felt that the reason why Qiancao Wei was able to pretend to be the Lord of Swords and split the temple was because of the evil gods from the Xu Realm clan of Xiaobai's lineage.
But now it seems that this bitch Wei Mingchen is just a sex slave from three families, and he is backed by more than just the Xujie clan.
At least Xiaobai and their clan members must have been prostituted by the Wei clan for free. Not only were they exploited, they almost even got involved with Xiaobai, the princess of the clan who finally came to life in person.
Chigusa Wei is simply evil and crazy.
I, Lin Beichen, am a handsome man with righteousness, a messenger of justice, and the embodiment of kindness. I will never tolerate such evil forces running rampant in the world.
right.
That's it.
I am here for justice among the hosts, and definitely not for revenge against them for personal reasons.
Young Master Lin quickly completed his mental construction.
There is nothing left for him in the army.
After clearing up his thoughts, Mr. Lin rode the little tiger and took Guangjiang with him to the top of the city in the first city for a tour.
The Sea Clan's attack continues endlessly.
Densely packed and strange low-level soldiers of the Sea Clan, like a tide of monsters from hell, are constantly pouring in from the direction of the Sea Clan camp in the distance. The battle for two consecutive days and nights has caused the sea outside the city wall to
The corpses of the tribe are piled up like a hill, and the air is filled with a fishy smell. There are fire warriors from the tribe on top of the city, and they cooperate with the formation masters to continuously burn them to ensure that there will be no damage due to the accumulation of corpses within three white meters under the city wall.
Buffer slope...
Although the soldiers at the head of the first city district were constantly being rotated, they were obviously extremely exhausted.
However, Lin Beichen's arrival immediately boosted morale.
He rode the little flying tiger, and wherever he passed, there would be cheers.
Lin Beichen's 'deeds' that day when he drilled through the Hai Clan camp and almost killed the commander of the Hai Clan had been spread throughout the city walls of the southeast, northwest, and south through the promotion of the mining army and the Yunmeng Camp Literary and Art Promotion Group organized by Tang Tian.
Known by countless ordinary soldiers.
By now, even ordinary soldiers know that Lin Beichen has become the most reliable pillar of support for Zhaohui City, alongside Gao Tianren.
Young Master Lin was also crazy, and he did not hide his clumsiness. He directly used his methods continuously and killed large swaths of Hai Clan soldiers.
Suddenly, the cheers became even louder.
A large number of leeks of faith are harvested quickly.
However, after a round of inspection, Lin Beichen's expression became a little solemn.
He discovered that these low-level soldiers of the Sea Clan could not be killed at all.
If you observe carefully, you will find that most of the sea soldiers attacking the city retain the original form of marine creatures. Only in a few places are they similar to humans, and they are completely semi-evolved humanoid creatures.
They basically don't have armor on their bodies, but natural bone shells and the like. They don't use weapons, but are born with pincers, teeth, carapace, and even wield things like reef fragments. They don't seem to have high intelligence.
In this way, under the urging of the high-level warlocks of the Sea Tribe, he was killing and attacking purely by instinct...
They are indeed cannon fodder.
There is an endless supply of cannon fodder that cannot be killed.
According to Lin Beichen's superficial geographical knowledge about the world, the ocean is vast and the area is also far larger than that of the earth. Not only the number but the types of marine life produced in it are countless, definitely far more than the land such as humans.
A type of living thing.
Such a cannon fodder-like attrition attack can last for a long time.
But if this consumption continues, Zhaohui Dacheng's army will be exhausted sooner or later.
Let alone two or three years, if such a high-intensity attack, regardless of casualties, lasts for more than three months, all the troops in Zhaohui Dacheng will be killed.
Lin Beichen now somewhat understood why Gao Shenghan was worried.
It is true that this is a world where the strong are respected, but if the number is really huge and can be calculated in trillions, the role played by the top strong in the battle between big forces to siege cities and defend territories will not be the same.
It is not as important as his own deterrence.
Such a war poses no threat to Gao Shenghan's personal life and death.
Even if the city is destroyed, with his cultivation, escaping is not a problem.
The problem is that if the city cannot be defended, most of the tens of millions of empire citizens inside will become food for the Hai tribe.
The same is true for Lin Beichen.
Once the city is broken, how many of the villagers in the Yunmeng camp will be able to escape alive?
The college, market, and town he worked so hard to build will all be reduced to ashes.
I was too optimistic before.
He decided to go find Gao Shenghan and have a good chat.
At this time, Gao Shenghan happened to send someone to find him.