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Chapter 611: Information on reinforcements

Are the mortal races in this plane strong?

Overall, the strengths are pretty good.

As the early life forms of higher planes, their existence can be regarded as the so-called divine generation creatures and golden creatures in many planes...

Although it is not as good as a super race such as the [Abyss Demon], it is endowed with multiple talents and abilities from birth, and it can also run, jump, and cut people.

But whether it is innate strength or innate potential, they are all of the type that can be used.

Even if you use various simple cultivation methods, you can grow smoothly without any setbacks.

If it were a lower-level ethnic group, even if they had plenty of energy, they would still be just pigs.

Unless there is a perfect path of cultivation, there will be no room for development and we can only crawl forward slowly.

However, these advantages of theirs have no advantage at all when facing [Slivers].

Any [Sliver], even a newly hatched larvae, can easily kill an ordinary adult male holding a weapon!

When it reaches a mature state, it can even face those professionals who have been practicing for many years!

Coupled with the absolute advantage in numbers...

The local mortals and natives can be said to have been beaten down in many ways.

At this moment, the battlefield looked a bit one-sided.

A middle-aged man wearing a light green gold-edged robe couldn't help but frown, knowing in his heart that he couldn't just watch:

"Do you have any countermeasures against these monsters?"

After he finished speaking, without waiting for anyone else to answer, he directly raised the staff inlaid with several gems in his hand and whispered a short spell using metamagic techniques.

With his superb ability, the content that originally needed to be chanted for tens of seconds was completed in just one or two seconds.

At a glance, he saw that the clouds in the sky began to slowly twist under his control...

In the end, a large amount of high-speed airflow merged and turned into a translucent white air blade visible to the naked eye. At supersonic speed, it fell like raindrops with overwhelming force!

On the way, in order to expand the killing effect, he also deliberately controlled those air blades to continuously rotate at high speed, thus causing more severe and difficult-to-heal injuries to the enemy!

The moment the translucent air blade comes into contact with the shell of [Sliver].

In the harsh tearing sound like a powerful heavy crossbow arrow piercing thick old cowhide, except for a few powerful [Slivers] who were fine, most of the people who were hit were directly torn into pieces by this blow.

Countless tiny pieces.

The scene looked like a large amount of meat being stuffed into a meat grinder!

Blue, red, green...

All kinds of blood, meat paste, and organ fragments are like colorful turbid paints. Driven by strong airflow, they are directly wrapped with a strange smell and spread all over the battlefield!

The already weird air there changed color directly.

Among them, many friendly troops were caught off guard and their faces were washed on the spot by a large amount of tiny flesh and blood!

If this kind of encounter was a normal situation, many people among the troops present would immediately surrender to the enemy on the spot under the influence of the infection power of the [Sliver Monster].

But fortunately, the infective properties of [Sliver Demon] have already been discovered by the indigenous forces, so everyone on the scene has gone through strict prevention work in advance!

Unless you are really unlucky and hit the jackpot.

Otherwise, if it is just simple contact, there will basically be no problem.

Therefore, apart from making them a little dirty, the middle-aged man's attack did not cause any large-scale friendly pain.

And this situation is completely insignificant compared to the fact that part of the war situation has been directly alleviated.

Therefore, upon seeing this situation, several guys in aristocratic costumes immediately began to actively praise:

"Master Ladd's spells are really exquisite. Not only are they pleasing to the eye every time, but the effects are also extremely extraordinary..."

"That's right. Fortunately..."

Facing the compliments from these guys, even though he was a little impatient, the middle-aged man could only greet them with a smile.

Damn it, I let you come up with ideas, I didn’t let you brag with me there...

It can be said that he was scolding his mother in his heart, but the expression on his face did not change at all, and he looked extremely stable.

I have to say that in this regard, everyone is superficial friends.

However, to be honest, facing the existence of these pig teammates, Ladd is really a little helpless...

If he could avoid taking action, he actually didn't want to take action so soon.

As an ordinary spell caster, although his abilities are relatively outstanding.

But he is fundamentally different from those [Planeswalkers] who can extract mana from time and space almost at will and cast spells infinitely, just like taking drugs.

He has mana limitations!

Once his mana is consumed to a certain level, he can only turn around and run away!

In this way.

His positioning of himself is more of a strategic stabilizer.

Don't take action easily!

However, his teammates' crotch pull forced him to take action early.

Now, looking at the powerful [Slivers] on the battlefield who were still fine after taking a blow from him, he actually felt very unsure.

As far as he knows, the number of [Slivers] in this world is increasing every moment!

As a powerful group that can cross the world, there is a high probability that there will be a being stronger than him...

Once that time comes.

The battle situation between the two sides, due to the imbalance between low-end combat power and high-end combat power, is very likely to lead to an avalanche!

Thinking of this, he felt a little anxious...

Unless there is a last resort, he really doesn't want to give up the status and resources that he has worked hard for more than two hundred years here...

His expression changed involuntarily, and he asked a certain general not far away with a serious face:

"General Parde, has your Majesty asked Lord Boer for help?"

"Since receiving your report two days ago, Your Majesty has understood the urgency of the matter.

Don't dare to be careless in any way.

He directly summoned Sir Boer remotely and asked for help.

Lord Bohr also received the information successfully.

However, your Excellency is quite far away from [Huaisha World] now, and it will take him a while to get here, so I must delay this critical period!"

After receiving this affirmative answer, not only Ladd was slightly relieved, but many smart people present who saw that something was wrong with the situation also secretly wiped their sweat.

I'm not afraid of anything else, I'm just afraid that the reinforcements won't come or won't come!

If that were to happen, unlike the few people who could run away, they would be really cold...

And the being they called Lord Bol was the direct ancestor of the king of General Parde's country, and he was an extremely powerful [planeswalker].

It is precisely because of him that the kingdom has always been the leader of the "Huaisha World" in its nearly three thousand years of history, and no one has ever wanted to jump up and rebel.

When he thought about the countdown to the opponent's arrival, Ladd instantly felt that his waist no longer hurt and his legs no longer ached!


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