Chapter 160 That’s Too Balanced
Chapter 161 That’s Too Balanced
Although they boasted they could hold out for twenty years, it was impossible to actually take that long to prove it. In fact, as soon as the expeditionary force began its fierce push from the Floating Fortress, they immediately encountered resistance.
“No matter how many times I look, the numbers are exaggerated.”
Yonglan gazed at the horizon. Countless Savage Beasts moved chaotically, their sheer numbers so vast they were beyond sight, like tides surging across the Earth.
Sometimes Yonglan had to complain that the game “Sams” was completely unbalanced.
The Knight Kingdoms were known for their martial prowess, yet their enemies were all as tough as iron. Not to mention the high-tier combatants like Demigods and Fiends, even their basic units were far stronger than humans, and they seemed to be endless in number.
How were Mortals supposed to fight?
Ah, what? I’m here? Never mind, it’s balanced, too balanced.
“According to our detection, a massive number of Savage Beasts are gathering ahead, possibly over a million. Moreover, their forms are more advanced than ordinary Savage Beasts… We have truly entered the core domain of the Fertile Prairie.”
Yonglan clicked his tongue. “That’s outrageous. All our frontline legions combined don’t even reach a million.”
However, after his exclamation, he shook his head.
“It doesn’t matter. As long as the Fiends don’t appear, quantity is just a matter of time.”
Having a massive enemy force was a good thing. It would not only fully satisfy his desire for mowing down enemies but also greatly accelerate his Tier advancement with the abundant Spirit Matter it generated.
By now, Yonglan was no longer just an obsessed gamer fixated on “Sams.” Matters in reality were just as important… perhaps even more so, and they offered a lot of enjoyment.
But to satisfy his need for “combat” and “killing,” only these Fiends roaming the ancient era could do it.
“Such a familiar scent. This is the ancient Wilderness… This is the true Wilderness!”
Standing on the rune cannon platform extending from the Floating Fortress, Muge spread her arms, the wind from the Wilderness blowing against her.
It carried a strong scent of blood.
For a Descendant of the Rushing Wolf, the smell of blood was only a bonus. Moreover, in this land, Muge felt the gloom that had always weighed on her heart swept away, leaving only endless freedom and ease.
“It seems you’re quite excited too.”
Seeing her fluffy tail wagging happily from side to side, Yonglan smiled at Muge.
Although their time together was short, a few days were not enough to fully open up to each other. However, he was sure he was satisfied with this newcomer.
Why? Because she was one of the rare few who truly enjoyed combat.
Before, neither Enesyin nor Jiali were battle-hardened fanatics. They didn’t dislike combat, but they weren’t overly enthusiastic either, not to the point of considering it entertainment.
Yonglan didn’t know what kind of life Muge had in reality, but he always felt that she eagerly anticipated entering “Sams” each time.
This anticipation was different from Enesyin and Jiali’s previous states. Those two were lusting after him for purely lewd reasons.
The white-haired wolf maiden wasn’t exactly a paragon of virtue, but beyond that, her desire for adventure was also very strong.
It was as if as soon as she entered the dream, she could break free from the chains of reality, escaping reality through entertainment.
In short, she was very much to Yonglan’s taste. The last person he found to be so much to his liking was Aseran.
Muge raised her head. “There, the Fiend Kin have started fighting amongst themselves.”
Yonglan followed her gaze. His superhuman eyesight caught sight of figures streaking across the hills and plains. Even from a distance, their silhouettes were awe-inspiring in their majestic grandeur. Their wings unfurled, flapping slowly, like a savage wind blowing from ancient times, a tide of fierce wind sweeping across the land.
Dragons.
Although he couldn’t see them clearly up close, as far as he knew, these Fiend Kin from ancient times were completely different from the modern “Dragonborn.”
Modern talk usually referred to Dragonborn and Dragon Species, where humans came first, and then came the “dragon” traits bestowed by the “Primordial Earth,” pure and sacred!
As for Fiends like the “Frost-Forged Dragon” and their Kin, those abominations left from ancient times were generally called “Demonic Dragons” or “True Dragons” to distinguish them from modern Dragonborn.
“Have the Demonic Dragons of the Land of Flying Embers expanded into the Fertile Prairie?” Luqia exclaimed in surprise as she watched the scene, then glanced at Enesyin.
The Dragonborn traits on her body made it hard not to think that Mortals living under the Fiend’s pollution in ancient times had undergone some mutations. To others, Enesyin’s racial characteristics were considered a very severe “mutation.”
But the Platinum-haired Dragon Maiden could only remain silent, unable to speak of her troubles.
*I didn’t come from the Land of Flying Embers! I’m from the Scorched Frost people! If you ask me about the situation in the Land of Flying Embers, I can only pretend I didn’t hear you.*
*Also, don’t associate the Demonic Dragons of ancient times with us Dragonborn! It’s bad luck!*
“My King, should we advance further?”
Yonglan: “Why wouldn’t we? Are we afraid of them? I said to move the ship closer!”
Thus, after observing the great battle between the Fiend Kin, the expeditionary force pressed forward without hesitation.
As they got closer, the details of the Fiend battlefield became clear to everyone.
The Savage Beasts were too abstract, so no one paid them much attention. It was the “True Dragons” and “Demonic Dragons” from ancient times that Yonglan focused on.
Their forms were not entirely uniform, and their scales seemed like tangible Spirit Matter, some hazy like clouds, some smooth like metal, and some even like flowing gas. If one were to gaze upon them closely, it would be a remarkably beautiful and spectacular painting.
Rocks, trees, and mountains of Savage Beasts were blown away like toys. With a single swipe of a massive dragon claw, True Red claw marks that instantly darkened the daylight tore through the Earth.
“Rumble—”
Amidst the surround of Lightning and fierce winds, the colossal dragons suppressed the Savage Beast army with every move. However, they weren’t even focused on attacking the ants on the ground.
The ants on the ground were not in their consideration. The True Dragons’ eyes were fixed only on equally matched opponents—a swarm of chimera-like flying Savage Beasts.
A dozen or so True Dragons clashed fiercely, sometimes tearing at each other with their bodies like slaughtering weapons in the air, other times casting powerful spells or breathing fire to attack.
“King! All troops are in position!”
The Knight Commander shouted at Yonglan, his voice trembling in the wind.
“Good, then prepare to face the enemy.”
Yonglan nodded, extending his fingertip towards the dim sky, and then…
Spirit Matter surged out. After fighting the Savage Beasts for so long, Yonglan had long since learned how to attract these irrational monsters. They were most unable to resist a source releasing abundant Spirit Matter, and they would devour it with insatiable hunger at all costs.
