Emperor of Arcane

call! call! call!

A rare vent in the distance brought in waves of refreshing cool breeze.

The adventurers hiding in the shadow corners carefully observed the sentry in the distance.

Gnoll slaves with a keen sense of smell patrol the sentry all the time.

In their minds, there are only orders to patrol and kill the enemy.

Although a little dull, it can still give people a huge threat.

For example, adventurers, if they cannot get rid of the gnoll warriors first, it will be difficult to get close to the city wall quickly.

Fortunately, the adventurers were well prepared. For this rare combat opportunity, they all purchased sniper crossbows produced by Bay Territory!

The sniper crossbow is an improved version of the large enchanted crossbow. It maintains strong lethality while further improving the range and accuracy.

The attack distance has been increased from the original five to six hundred meters to 800 to 1,000 meters.

Of course, such a transformation will inevitably have some effects. The sniper crossbow will be larger and the reloading speed will be slower.

For adventurers who are good at small-scale combat, this change is very suitable.

Chris, who was fully focused, carefully aimed at the target, adjusted his breathing rhythmically, and then pulled the trigger.

Bang!

A huge thrust instantly applied to the black and blue crossbow arrows.

The rotating arrow body faintly exudes translucent magic light patterns.

Multiple enchantments such as "Levitation", "Accuracy", "Penetration", and "Correction" broke out together.

Let the flying crossbow arrows become faster and faster.

A jet-black light flashed past, and Chris saw it through the magic telescope.

The strongest Gnoll warrior on the sentry post was instantly pierced by the hit crossbow arrow.

The powerful and terrifying impact tore a big hole in its chest, causing its entire body to fly backwards and stick to the wall like mud.

The crossbow arrows, which were still going strong, shot into the sentry, and there was a violent collision sound.

Chris's shooting achieved effective kills and sounded the clarion call for attack.

Continuous crossbow arrows roared towards the distant city wall.

Adventurer shooters who have received sniper training can basically hit these dull slave warriors with extremely powerful sniper bows and crossbows.

In a few breaths, thirty or forty slave warriors were shot and killed on the city wall.

The huge movement immediately attracted the attention of the slave general.

They looked at the corpses on the city wall and the crossbow arrows flying continuously from the distance, and planned according to the combat orders issued by the mind flayer.

A combat force of about 500 men was immediately dispatched and rushed towards the direction where the crossbow arrows were flying.

The adventurers, who had already figured out their fighting methods, looked at the over 500 slave warriors with some regret.

The enemy is too easily fooled, and they feel no sense of accomplishment!

The number of enemies is too small, and they feel like they don't have enough points!

The 500 or so slave warriors who rushed over were not covered by the dense crossbow arrows, and they actually rushed right in front of Chris.

However, these average slave warriors did not break through the defense line of Alice's adventure group.

The defense line composed of more than 50 shield-bearing gray dwarf elites easily withstood the siege of slave warriors.

Ashes stopped the gray dwarf's counterattack and kept shouting with a loud voice:

"This piece of meat is too little, and it has no taste even if you chew it."

"Wait to attract more slave warriors before launching an attack."

The gray dwarves naturally had no objection. They held broad and thick shields and easily blocked the attacks of the slave warriors.

The strength of the latter is quite different from theirs. Even if they are large in number, they cannot move their defensive front at all.

The powerful ogre warriors on both sides, blocking the sides as reserves, looked at these manipulated slave warriors with a little helplessness in their eyes.

Although the ogre's head is not particularly bright, under the training and education of the Gulf Territory, he has gradually understood more of the meaning of life.

Naturally, he remembered what happened to these slave warriors, and he hated the mind flayers extremely.

Morak, who did not intervene in the battle, scratched the growing bulge in his neck, vaguely feeling that a brain was growing inside.

However, Morak was not in a hurry now.

He was fortunate enough to be personally received by the lord, who solemnly told him:

"The upper limit of the second head depends on your current strength and power accumulation."

"The stronger you are now, the higher the potential and strength of the second head will be."

Morak, who was far smarter than ordinary ogres, naturally understood the implication of the lord's words, so he refrained from performing the ancient opening ceremony and started training hard.

At the beginning, Morak was worried about his improvement in strength.

After all, for traditional ogres, there are generally only two ways to grow.

The first one is to keep eating.

The more the ogre eats, the stronger it becomes, and it can even gain some special powers from the food it eats.

Matthew is very optimistic and looking forward to this characteristic of the ogre.

However, this ability appears relatively "hidden" and does not form corresponding talents, expertise, or skills.

But Matthew did not give up because of this. The deeper he understood the nature of expertise, skills, and talents, the more he understood the mysteries.

Every ability with real effects will change accordingly according to the degree of use and development.

Generally speaking, if you use it, you will make progress; if you don’t use it, you will lose it.

Since ogres do not produce food, they mostly hunt for food.

Although he has a great appetite, it is difficult to fill his stomach most of the time.

Moreover, the inheritance of ogres is very fragmented, and there is no systematic professional path that is constantly developed like humans.

Therefore, the vast majority of ogres do not have the ideas and thinking to develop from this aspect.

After Matthew discovered this characteristic, he selected several ogres with great potential and focused on improving their potential and abilities in this area.

To put it simply, arrange for them to eat non-stop.

Overall, the effect is pretty good.

The various expertise and skills that can appear are relatively low-level, and lose the possibility of subsequent improvement and development, which does not achieve the results that Matthew is satisfied with.

Therefore, he gave Morak a new task, which was to actively strengthen "exercise" in this area while continuing to grow.

To put it simply, feed him a variety of delicacies made from magical creatures.

Let him record his evaluation and effects of these foods one by one.

The small data that is constantly accumulated in this part can effectively supplement the big data that Matthew can see at a glance.

Morak received various nutritional supplements, and his strength quickly broke through the original bottleneck and entered a stage of rapid improvement.

The Gulf Territory has strengthened this aspect, and in this way, it has controlled the stomachs of the ogres and made them obedient.

The second way is to keep fighting.

Ogres possess extremely outstanding physical gifts.

Their tall and muscular bodies, excellent strength and physique, and high resistance to physical and magical powers make them naturally good at fighting.

However, the method of using combat to improve strength also has the same restrictions as eating.

In the ogre tribe and inheritance, there is not much summary of experience.

Most of them use their bodies and brute force to fight, and even the use of various weapons is slow and average.

They lack systematic training, so naturally they cannot talk about accumulation and innovation.

This also leads to the fact that the emergence of powerful ogres can only rely on luck in huge numbers, but cannot be created through systematic cultivation.

It's not like there aren't clever ogres who want to change this fatal flaw.

However, ogres have lower IQ and learning efficiency.

There is also the terrible environment of constantly having to worry about filling your stomach.

This greatly limits the development of ogres in this area.

Such a result often occurs.

An ogre who works hard to train his fighting skills.

Because the food is not enough and not good enough, it will not grow strong enough.

And because his intelligence attributes are relatively low, he learns things slowly, resulting in him not learning too advanced combat skills.

Then, they were overthrown by the ogre who had a lot of brute strength.

If the efforts are not rewarded, why would any ogre be willing to continue on this path?

Even Morak himself only did it after his physical strength reached a certain level.

Because he couldn't break through the shackles of his bloodline and talent, and he was caught by the drow and couldn't escape, he wanted to practice combat skills.

It works!

It’s not particularly obvious!

Fortunately, Morak saw hope of changing all this at the training camp in the Gulf Territory.

Bay collar provides exquisite techniques and skills, as well as special training methods, which are very "fit" with ogres.

The ogre who is rigid, stubborn, and somewhat one-sided is very patient with repetitive training routines and can strive for excellence.

With the abundant food provided by the Gulf Territory, the "managed" ogres have long since lost their original ignorance and laziness, and their strength has been rapidly improved.

Even a considerable number of ogre warriors are currently unable to meet the standards to join the Gulf Leadership Army.

Morak is also willing to lead them to become adventurers, training and beating them through battle after battle to accelerate their growth.

Matthew was very satisfied with Morak's enlightenment and encouraged him to learn more cultural knowledge, striving to bring more ogres into the Gulf Territory and join the ranks of rapid development.

The development of the Gulf Territory requires the joint efforts of all races!

With these slave warriors at the moment, Morak had no intention of taking action. He was waiting for a bigger fish to take the bait.

However, Morak was a little curious about the gray dwarf's strategy of not fighting back.

"Will this alone attract more slave warriors to appear?"

Although Morak worked hard to learn cultural knowledge during this period, he was still a little confused about the various flexible tactics of the Gulf Territory.

Chris next to him put down his telescope, stared at the increasing number of slave warriors on the city wall, sneered and said:

"Be patient. As long as the bait is big enough, the fish will take the bait sooner or later."

Just when Morak hesitated, a series of roars came from the distant sentry.

Thousands of slave warriors rushed towards them in mighty force.

Obviously, the mind flayer who reacted saw through Chris and others' trick of luring the enemy.

Faced with their provocation, they sent out a large army without hesitation.

It's obvious that the mind flayer is afraid of death though.

But they are also very proud!

After all, they had been settling for thousands of years, and as soon as they took action, they killed their former enemies and almost completely destroyed the gray dwarf kingdom.

If it were not for the lack of combat supplies, the difficulties in transporting various supplies, and the large number of slaves that need to be digested and transformed.

The Mind Flayer Empire had already launched a war against the entire underground world, and there was no need to delay it until now.

The army has just left now.

The outpost under his command was attacked, and the number of enemies was not large, so the new mind flayers naturally couldn't bear it.

So, this scene appeared in front of me.

Looking at the mighty slave warriors rushing towards him, Morak, who had been waiting for a long time, moved his shoulders, pulled out two wide bone razors from behind, and shouted excitedly:

"Haha, the enemy is here to die!"

Hearing his cry, Chris breathed a sigh of relief and immediately issued a new combat order:

"Raise the crossbow and fight back!"

The gray dwarf warriors who had been waiting for a long time excitedly pushed their shields forward to push away the slave warriors who besieged them.

The war hammer flashing with thunder was thrown out by them and hit the slave warrior's knees with a crash.

Click!

The crisp sound of bones breaking echoed on the battlefield one after another.

The unsuspecting slave warrior was instantly dwarfed and fell to the ground in a panic.

Although they can ignore pain, they can't regenerate bones.

Before they could struggle to get up, a heavy hammer emitting thunder hit their heads.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the sound of bones sounded crisply.

The slave warriors were silent again, and subsequent slave warriors continued to charge.

The gray dwarf shield warrior changed his defensive style and rushed forward with a roar.

They have been receiving training from the Gulf Territory, and they cannot drink as much as they want, or strike as much as they want.

The only thought is to complete the combat mission and get a chance to take a vacation.

Otherwise, Ashes, who leads them, will never let them do whatever they want.

Don't we have to take advantage of the current battle to vent the grievances accumulated during this period on these slave warriors?

"kill!!"

"Come on!"

"Knock them over!"

"Smash the knee first!!"

"There's a big guy coming over there, hit him on the head!"

"It's out of reach!"

"You can't reach it, you can't jump up?"

"You can't reach it even if you jump!"

"..."

Seeing their scattered charging figures, Hui Jing, who had been smiling just now, immediately rolled his eyes and shouted to the magic watch at the top of his lungs:

"Have you all forgotten the charge formations we usually train for?

"Stupid, use equipment!"

"..."

Under Ashes' command and reminder, the gray dwarf warriors who rushed forward in a scattered manner barely maintained their formation and plunged into the middle of the slave warriors.

Although these gnoll slave warriors wear iron armor and hold sophisticated metal scimitars, they are considered to be well equipped.

Unfortunately, the scimitar they slashed down could only produce a few sparks on the gray dwarf's enchanted shield.

The latter counterattacked by wielding the thunder hammer, but it was able to crush their bones with strength far exceeding theirs.

Some gray dwarf warriors, after hearing Ashes' command, activated the flamethrowing backpacks on the back of their armors, holding up their shields and crashing into the enemy like cannonballs.

The slave warriors gathered together were instantly overwhelmed by them.

The gray dwarf adventurers who seized the opportunity rushed in excitedly and soon opened a huge gap.

The slave warriors resisted vigorously, but they were still defeated in the face of the gray dwarf adventurers who had an absolute advantage in strength and equipment.

The heads of the gray dwarf adventurers were knocked off one by one by the heavy hammer they wielded.

Seeing that victory had been achieved here, Hui Jin's originally high-spirited heart felt a little relieved.

He immediately commanded the gray dwarf adventurers to adjust their status, looked at the slave warriors running towards them in the distance, and turned to look at Morak on the side with some regret.

"Next, we have to watch their performance."

Although the gray dwarf adventurers he selected each have the strength of high-level professionals, and are also equipped with high-level enchanted weapons and equipment.

But because the training time is short, the gray dwarf adventurers are not particularly focused on training.

Now get on the battlefield and participate in the first group battle.

How could he not feel happy that he had eliminated more than 500 slave warriors without any casualties?

In the past, even if he led more than 100 gray dwarves to victory in the battle, at least half of them would suffer casualties.

There is no other reason. The high-end enchanted armors and weapons provided by the Gulf Territory are enough to crush the slave warriors.

It was after seeing this scene that Ashes understood that the next battle would be the stage for another powerful force.

Seeing that their worries have been resolved, more than 2,500 slave warriors who rushed out of the sentry have also rushed here.

Chris took a deep breath and shouted without hesitation:

"Thunder Warrior, attack!"

In the distant darkness, a large blue arc suddenly lit up, and tall figures strode out.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As they quickened their pace and charged forward, the entire ground shook.

Looking at the streamlined smooth blue armor and feeling the visually impactful charging speed, Chris couldn't help but lick the corners of his mouth and kept thinking in his heart:

"There are still 30,000 merit points left..."

The commander of the Thunder Warriors who was charging forward looked at the swarming slave army and commanded in a cold voice:

"Thunder surges, release!"

The gorgeous and cool thunder armor emits a dazzling blue electric light, condenses into a physical lightning ball on the chest, and flies towards the position where the combat assistant is aiming.

Groups of flowing electric light instantly hit the front of the slave warrior army.

Crackling!

Boom!

The lightning group exploded, and the lightning flashed with claws and fangs, jumping along the slave warrior's armor.

The violent impact blew the front of the slave warrior to pieces.

The slave warrior in the center was blown to pieces.

Burnt and blackened corpses fell to the ground. Occasionally, there were slave warriors who were seriously injured but not dead. They twitched and tried to stand up. The thunder and lightning that jumped back would take away their last health points.

The shock wave of the violent thunder and the more than 200 slave warriors behind were also hit hard by the thunder.

Their bodies were twitching with lightning.

Before they could recover, the thunder warriors rushing towards them were like blue electric hammers, slamming into the gap in their front row.

The thunder warrior who rushed forward, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, slammed into the slave warrior with unparalleled impact.

boom! boom! boom!

The thunder warrior, who was more than three meters tall, severely knocked away the jackal slave warrior who was less than two meters tall.

Dozens of slave warriors flew up and hit the rear like cannonballs, knocking other slave warriors apart.

Ignoring the blood stains, all the Thunder Warriors raised their shields forward, rushed in front of the scattered slave warriors, and slashed them with their swords.

Click!

The shiny sword chopped off the numb heads.

The slave warriors quickly launched a counterattack and surrounded the Thunder warriors.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of the Thunder Warriors, their speed is too slow, and the gap is not much different from that of the target.

The thunder warriors kept walking, raising their shields and slashing at the same time, charging in forcefully.

Even the gnoll slave warriors wearing thick armor could not stop their casual attacks.

If the slave warriors block with their swords, the indestructible thunder swords will cut off their weapons and people.

Thousands of slave warriors fell, and the thunder warriors advanced all the way.

The slave warriors surrounding them did not pose any threat to the Thunder Warriors.

Seeing this scene, the slave general felt a fatal threat for no reason.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, ordered the slave warriors in front to surround the Thunder Warriors, and immediately ordered the slave warriors in the rear to retreat quickly.

Although he has gained some ability to think independently, he must obey the orders given to him by the mind flayer.

"Destroy the enemy, or conserve your strength."

The former is no longer possible, so the latter must be accomplished at all costs.

Unfortunately, the slave general's order came too late.

The commander of the Thunder Warriors, who noticed the movement of the slave warriors, issued the order of "entire team assault" without hesitation.

The violent thunder immediately spread from the thunder warrior's armor, instantly paralyzing the approaching slave warrior.

Facing these enemies who had no power to fight back, the Thunder Warriors were merciless, rushing in crazily and taking off their heads along the way.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sound of heavy footsteps came like a tide.

Even though the slave general was not in a panic mood, he was still troubled by the current situation.

He immediately continued to divide his troops and sent another 500 people to stop the Thunder Warriors.

But what he didn't expect was that when the running thunder warriors were about to approach the 500 slave warriors, a surging fire burst out from behind.

Flamethrower backpack!

This equipment was jointly invented, produced and crafted by Fang and Orianna.

It is specially made to solve the problems of Thunder Warriors climbing over terrain, avoiding unnecessary battles, and speeding up paths.

This is a product that Matthew commissioned Yaya and Orianna to develop based on players' research on the innovation of special flying armor.

Although they have been created for a long time, they have only appeared on the battlefield until today.

Those worn by gray dwarf adventurers are simplified versions, specially provided for adventurers to generate income for Fang and Orianna.

Under the disbelieving gaze of the slave general.

The Thunder Warriors traced arc-shaped trajectories in mid-air, aiming at his location with flashing and violent thunder, and suddenly smashed down.

Boom!

Peng! Peng! Peng!

The thunder warriors smashed down like cannonballs.

The Thunder Warrior Commander swung his sword fiercely at the Slave General.

The two ogre warriors standing next to him howled and rushed towards him.

But the thunder that spread had hit them just right.

The ogre warrior froze on the spot, watching helplessly as the sword swung down, splitting the slave general into two pieces!

It was only then that the thunder lingering on the slave general slowly disappeared.

The slave general died.

All the remaining slave warriors were still executing the orders he had just given.

Even the two ogre warriors who were about to attack the Thunder Warrior commander turned around without hesitation and continued to retreat towards the sentry post.

Such a weird scene really happened in front of everyone's eyes, which immediately aroused everyone's indignation and common hatred.

Killing the mind flayer is everyone's responsibility!

Seeing the Thunder Warriors killing the Slave General head-on, Chris, who was shocked by their fighting power, decisively gave the order for the entire army to attack.

"attack!"

The Thunder Warriors did not pursue these slave warriors. Seeing that they no longer threatened them, they rushed towards the sentry in the distance without hesitation.

A terrifying mental fluctuation rushed toward them in an instant.

Soul shock!

Soul blast!

Mind spike!

But the thunder warrior who was running wildly did not stop.

Only the slightly flickering magic shield in front of them showed that they had been attacked by spells.

The Thunder Warrior commander immediately noticed the direction and location of the attack, and issued a new attack order without hesitation:

"10:00 direction, distance 325 meters, rocket jump, start!"

Scorching light blue flames suddenly burst out from the flame jet backpack behind the Thunder Warrior.

The huge reverse thrust took the 5-ton Thunder Warriors off the ground, rushed up into the air diagonally, and flew towards the sentry in the distance.

The sound of whirring through the air brought terrible pressure to the Mind Flayer whose expression changed drastically.

He immediately turned around and ran away, while giving orders to the surrounding slave warriors to protect himself.

But before he could take two steps, huge thunder fell from the sky.

Click!

The jumping thunder slammed into the mana shield around the mind flayer.

Under his horrified gaze, the thunderbolt, which was as thick as a wrist, destroyed 2/3 of the thickness of the mana shield, making the shield shaky.

Noticing the deadly threat so close at hand, the Mind Flayer became cruel and reached out to tear off the dark green necklace around his neck.

The distorted space fluctuations instantly enveloped the Mind Flayer.

He looked up at the Thunder Warriors who crashed down, with unspeakable hatred and malice in his eyes.

call!

The machete swung by the Thunder Warrior Commander instantly shattered the Mind Flayer's remaining shield.

A cruel smile appeared on the Mind Flayer's face, but his smile froze directly on his face. He stared at the approaching sword with great horror, and crazy thoughts emerged in his mind.

"Transmission failed?"

"How can this be!"

Poof!

His ugly and twisted head was instantly chopped off by the Thunder Warrior Commander.

Before his head hit the ground, it was put into a shiny black storage box.

The commander of the Thunder Warriors with a calm face said in a calm voice:

"The beheading mission has been completed, retreat!"

Facing the crazy surrounding slave warriors, the Thunder Warriors activated their flame jet backpacks again and easily landed on the city wall.

Just at this time, the retreating slave warriors rushed back.

As a result, he was blocked by the Thunder Warriors and did not return to the post.

However, these thunder warriors did not launch an attack, but firmly blocked the city entrance.

The excited adventurers surrounded them and killed the slave warriors who were still able to move and fight back.

The slave warriors who had fallen into stasis were also captured one by one.

It takes about 10 minutes.

The entire sentry was cleared.

But the adventurers did not leave, but secretly squatted near the guard post, waiting for the next group of slave warriors to come for support.

Similar battles do not only exist in this place.

A large number of adventurers and more than a dozen groups of Gulf Territory combat troops mobilized are attacking the mind flayer posts and camps in various ways.

Taking advantage of the lack of strength in the Mind Flayer army, use a small group of adventurers to sneak attack on their rear.

This was the mission and strategy that Sera had already formulated when she left.

There are several advantages to doing this.

First: Taking the initiative to clean up the combat forces and strongholds of the Mind Flayer army can greatly strengthen the Gulf Territory's control over this area.

In the vast ruins of dozens of gray dwarf cities.

Without enough camps and outposts to serve as anchors, the mind flayers cannot maintain a large army here.

Second: Strengthen the adventurer's combat effectiveness by fighting against the Mind Flayer troops.

The current camps and outposts of the Mind Flayer are still deployed on the same scale as before, and their combat forces are deployed.

There are about 4,000 to 6,000 slave warriors in each stronghold, which can be said to be quite powerful.

Mind flayers who take their own safety very seriously will build their outposts and camps very strong.

Once encountering enemy attack.

They will adopt an all-out defense posture, completely shrink their strength, and never take the initiative to attack.

With so many slave warriors with an average challenge level of 8+, they can withstand more than three times the attack of elite troops under full defense.

Moreover, slave warriors are not affected by morale and other factors, and they can often persist until the last moment.

Almost no one is willing to trade lives with such enemies who are not afraid of death.

Whether it is the gray dwarf combat troops or the drow army, facing the sentries and camps set up by the Mind Flayer Empire, they have no appetite and no idea of ​​taking action.

It is precisely because of this that the Mind Flayer Empire is so unscrupulous.

However, the Mind Flayer Empire's method of continuous layout and scattered power and troops also has considerable drawbacks.

In these small and medium-sized sentries and camps.

Except for 1 or 2 slave generals, the control of thousands of slave warriors is generally concentrated in the hands of the mind flayers.

In other words, once their core control power is knocked out.

All slave warriors will fall into the dilemma of being leaderless and basically losing combat threats.

This requires adventurers to use their "brain" or formulate a rigorous battle plan.

As long as the adventurers complete such combat missions, their combat experience and strength will be greatly improved.

Of course, generous mission rewards and loot harvest are also indispensable.

Third: Limit the transportation of supplies to the mind flayer army.

Even with the current affluence of the Gulf Territory.

For the transportation of materials for combat troops with more than 10,000 troops, Golem Train will be used as much as possible.

It’s not that the teleportation array is unaffordable, it’s that the golem train is more cost-effective!

Rushing past the vanguard of the mind flayer army, although nearly half were newly captured slave warriors.

But the remaining fighting strength is still tens of millions.

Moreover, as the number of combat units in the Mind Flayer army increases, the consumption of food and combat supplies also increases rapidly.

When they attacked the drow city, they did obtain a lot of supplies and food.

But once the snowballing battle of the forward army comes to a standstill, the huge consumption of millions of troops sitting on nothing will definitely be a pressure that the mind flayer's forward army cannot bear.

If you are unwilling to give up the battle, then transporting supplies from the rear for support is an essential operation.

Even slave warriors turned into war machines are still flesh and blood after all.

They also need a variety of supplies to sustain high-intensity battles.

If there were no support posts and strongholds along the way, the transport line of the Mind Flayer troops would be stretched at least three to four times.

The number of combat troops transporting supplies cannot be reduced.

The huge material pressure brought by marching operations alone is enough to crush the Mind Flayer Empire, which has relatively backward production capabilities.

Carry out more operations behind enemy lines!

This is the strategic deployment of the Gulf Territory!

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