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Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty Two Open

"Then."

"Everyone, if you are caught in a deadly battle and are exhausted at the end, please don't be stingy. We will meet again in the world of psychic energy."

The lord looked around, looking at the psykers running around and rushing out of the territory, with a little unbearability in his eyes.

He suddenly had an idea, if the warrior a hundred years ago had not sealed these guys, what would have been a different situation.

Compared with the Nordachians who still maintain their bloody spirit and the Nordachians who have been at peace for hundreds of years, the gap is not that big.

This hundred years of peace has brought about three or four times the population, but it has also lost those sharp fangs. Is it worth it?

It is said that fate marks everything with a price.

It seems now that some benefits may not be benefits in the long run, and some things may seem bad temporarily, but they may not be as bad as imagined.

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This territory does not rely on mountains, as long as there is a small river passing through it on one side.

The other three sides are plains and farmland, with some shaking humanoid objects inserted on them to drive away those little things that steal food.

From the perspective of farming, the location of this territory is simply great, with fertile farmland everywhere.

But from a strategic and military perspective, the defense here is simply terrible.

There are no walls, no support, and no complex terrain for the defenders to use. It is terrible from all aspects.

Desang opened the battle line and stood directly in front of the territory.

His existence attracted most of the mind flayers, and the attraction from the shining soul made them lose their minds and rush toward him crazily to die.

A few mind flayers rushed towards the territory from both sides, collided with the psykers who came out to fight, and were easily dealt with.

"Is he the new psyker?" The lord, dressed neatly and ready for a fight to the death, looked at the unparalleled figure who was so fast that he could hardly catch up with his eyes.

The figure flashed past, and the psychic blade in his hand cut off the mind flayers blocking the road one by one, taking away their life.

After these mind flayers lose their bodies, they will return to the underground abyss, waiting to reappear at night, and then seize the bodies of living creatures so that they can walk the earth during the day.

"Well, so strong." The psyker following the lord whispered.

This psychic energy really doesn't look like the psychic who came to prominence more than a year ago.

This powerful spiritual energy means that he has a powerful soul, which blocks the surrounding light like the sun.

In other words, until he dies, most of the civilians and psykers around him are safe, because the mind flayers will attack him first without hesitation.

"Desan."

Dena, who was not very talented in psychic abilities but was diligent in cultivating, looked at the fighting figure with some worry and disappointment, feeling a mixture of joy and sorrow in her heart.

I am happy that the male companion I have entrusted with my life is so strong, but I am worried that I am getting further and further away from him, almost not on the same plane.

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The number of these first batch of mind flayers is not large. They are all loose demons wandering in the wilderness. The truly powerful mind flayers are following the large troops to attack the city and destroy the stronghold.

It didn't take long for these invading mind flayers to become Dessan's undead.

The young man, who showed no sign of panic or disorder, stepped towards the lord who had been watching his battle from behind.

The lord who was shorter than him did not change his expression, but the guard on the side changed his expression and stepped forward to stop him.

"I have a way to keep everyone alive." Desang said sincerely.

"Okay." The lord's expression remained unchanged and he only said one word "good".

Under the impact of the powerful strength and self-confidence, the lord's head lowered, and the two people switched their identities and followed his arrangements.

The other psykers remained unchanged and remained outside the territory, while Desan led the lord towards the lord's mansion, where almost all the civilians gathered, thousands of people crowded around, shoulder to shoulder, holding hands

hand.

"Don't step out of here, it's very dangerous outside." Before he left, he warned the psychics guarding here. He sown some seeds of alien plants on the ground outside. The seeds of that plant would grow in a very short time.

time to sprout and grow.

Then after a short period of growth, they will have extremely strong lethality. Some will burn when touched, and some will explode when touched, which is very dangerous.

Using those things as a line of defense can at least resist for a period of time, and at least allow civilians to evacuate safely.

"I will open a passage, which is very spacious, and let all civilians without fighting ability go first."

Desang ate a red-spotted alien plant with a suspicious color, which turned out to be a mushroom.

This kind of plant from another world can replenish a lot of physical consumption and provide a lot of life energy. He planted a lot of it privately.

In the past, he didn't want to be exposed, but now, he has no fear.

Three Heads and Six Arms, the first two volumes of spiritual practice methods have begun the physical evolution.

The lord who followed had no doubts and nodded repeatedly.

Not long after, the lord watched as the solid closed warehouse floor cracked, revealing a deep cave that penetrated diagonally into the earth and could not see the bottom.

Rustling, the otherworldly plants that had been obtained in the past, once again shined brightly and were scattered around the cave.

The entrance to the underground city was opened.

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There was nothing in the newly reborn underground city, only a wide underground space.

Before the dungeon was built, there were almost no monsters.

This means that civilians will be relatively safe in the future.

Desang's body made a cracking sound, as if his bones were being broken. His expression was as usual, and it didn't seem to have any impact.

The back is lifted layer by layer, and four bulges slowly appear under the ribs, giving birth to four arms.

The shoulders are widened on both sides, and there are also slight bulges on both sides of the neck.

After completing the transformation of flesh and blood, his combat effectiveness will reach its peak in one fell swoop.

The psychic induction has always covered the entire territory and cannot allow him to relax. These are his future residents of the underground city and are his capital.

In just over a year, his mentality has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he has the attitude of a true superior.

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Seen from the sky, on the vast land, a winding river carves out a swampland, and the plants on both sides are deep.

A small territory was facing a formidable enemy, and mind flayers with stripes of black stripes were gathering outside the territory.

They looked at the unknown plants with some fear, and at the unlucky guy who fell under the unknown plants.

Burnt by fire, blown to pieces, all bodies were gone.

They are not worried about death, they are worried about losing the body that allows them to move around.


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