Do you want to take advantage of the cave’s poisonous mist to reduce my followers…
Demilo watched the steel monster drill into the dark green pit, and the buzzing roar seemed to urge him to hurry in.
Do you want to go in?
This seems to be without question—actively entering the tactical terrain arranged by others is foolish, and he has no reason to fight with the sorcerer. Plus, if he really wants to enter the poisonous mist for battle, he must use some precious “soldiers.”
The god did not give any instructions to the spirits. In fact, unless it was a time of war, the spirits were free. But in order to accumulate enough merits to exchange for soul fragments, even in times of quiet development, they would still actively patrol the territory and transport supplies. Demilo was here in this round just to transport goods from the surrounding areas back to the main city.
So Demilo could let go of these arrogant sorcerers, or he could just leave it at that, and do as he pleased.
So he was a little confused.
In the past thousand years, he had never encountered a moment that required his decision. There was no need to say much during the war period, as there were orders from the god; during peaceful times, he operated the main city in an orderly manner, and when encountering hostile legions, he naturally weighed the possibility of victory, decided whether to fight or flee, and when encountering ordinary sorcerers, he naturally just stepped over them.
He had also encountered many sorcerers, either just happened to run into them on the march and were crushed by the shepherd; or they fled at high speed, and as long as they did not die under the first wave of long-range attacks by the legion, Demilo would not deliberately pursue them.
And now this situation was unprecedented.
He encountered sorcerers, but instead of being able to crush them, he lost quite a few followers to the sorcerers. The sorcerers not only did not run away, but also roamed under his nose, but he could not easily crush them.
Although there was no evidence, Demilo believed that the cave resource point was so clean that this group of sorcerers was probably involved.
Interests, losses, battles, leaving… various thoughts came and went, but there were ultimately no reference cases, and in the end, it was up to Demilo to make the decision.
He had to follow his own heart.
For a body without a heartbeat, this was really a cruel joke.
However, when Demilo looked back at the cave and did not immediately choose to leave, he had already made a decision.
Anger? Jealousy? Curiosity? Even Demilo, who did not have a single soul fragment, did not believe that he had the ability to generate these emotions, but the balance of thought clearly leaned towards those sorcerers.
If you had to give a reason, it should be the look in the eyes of the male sorcerer just now, which placed a weight on the balanced scale that was enough to determine the result.
Although they looked completely different, his eyes were very similar to the person who killed Demilo.
“The sacred stars connect us.”
Demilo silently recited the prayer in his heart, and the power of the stars poured into the knowledge creatures along the chain of nothingness, and the eight surviving snake-scorpion dragons were instantly dyed deep blue, including Demilo’s remaining mount.
They made a lazy yawn sound as if they had just woken up, their bodies covered in blue distortion, and a second later, the snake-scorpion dragons had disappeared without a trace, leaving behind eight deep blue swordsmen, fully armored with no gaps, with only deep blue pupils inside their cross helmets, and a scorpion tail behind them, but the tail was not a poisonous sting, but a blue sword.
“Star Swordsman · Snake-Scorpion Dragon Specialization”!
Since he had decided to fight, Demilo naturally no longer hesitated to use his “soldiers.”
Although he had been commanding knowledge creatures before, knowledge creatures were not considered soldiers, they were just followers.
Knowledge creatures were ultimately just monsters, and could not be compared to sorcerers who could use tools. Even if the commander could control them at will, as tactical executors, knowledge creatures were far from human beings.
The strength of the legion of spirits lay in the fact that the commander could transform the followers into more powerful “units,” while retaining the original combat power of the knowledge creatures, and also endowing them with more powerful combat skills.
When the followers became soldiers, they would undergo different mutations based on their physical characteristics. For example, the snake-scorpion dragon, with its twin pincers and scorpion tail, mutated into swordsmen with tail swords, capable of launching three attacks at the same time, which would overwhelm ordinary sorcerers at first sight.
Although the Star Swordsman was only a first-level unit of the Star Hall, as long as it was given to the right knowledge creature, it could still form a powerful combat force. Therefore, for spirits like Demilo, the followers were not important, what was important was the “soldiers” they carried.
The knowledge creatures in the virtual realm were endless, but the “soldiers” did not originate from the virtual realm, but from reality. For the Star Hall, soldiers were the most important and rarest war resource, and it was okay for the followers to die, but each unit of soldiers had to be used carefully, and consumed only during city or national battles.
Until just now, Demilo had thought that he only needed to consume the followers to kill the three sorcerers, so naturally he was unwilling to consume his own soldiers. In fact, he did not carry many soldiers himself, after all, he was only here to transport resources to the hinterland, and now it was a time of peace, theoretically he would not encounter enemies at all, and in such a situation, the vast majority of soldiers would have to be left in the main city, under the management and dispatch of the city lord.
However, a few days ago, the Star Hall recruited a batch of soldiers in reality, and because it was an unexpected joy, the spirits all received a small reserve, and Demilo was no exception.
It was a pity that the Thousand Feather Bird Dragon was gone, otherwise, as long as Demilo gave them the second-level unit “Star Archer” and combined it with their inherent thousand feather mutation, they could instantly turn that steel monster into a sieve.
However, just the Snake-Scorpion Star Swordsman was enough.The shepherd gently pointed, and the star swordsmen marched in unison into the poisonous mist cave, unafraid of the corrosion of the mist. After being assigned a unit, the star swordsmen would gain a nearly impenetrable “armor.” Unless a single attack could penetrate the armor, it would not cause any harm to the star swordsmen.
Even if the attack could penetrate the armor, it would only weaken the armor’s energy, still not causing any real harm to the star swordsman. The star swordsmen had three layers of armor, and before the poisonous mist could corrode through all the layers, it was nothing more than a hindrance to the snake and scorpion star swordsmen.
Demilo stood outside the cave, using the perception of the star swordsmen to capture the direction of the enemy, and then—
Buzz!
The steel monster charged recklessly towards one of the star swordsmen, falling right into the shepherd’s trap.
Defend!
Facing the monster’s charge, the star swordsman crossed his swords in a defensive posture, directly blocking the evil blade carrying immense inertia!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The three layers of armor shattered one by one, but the star swordsman still stood in place, stubbornly blocking the steel monster!
Clang—
Countless sword sounds exploded at the same time, and the other star swordsmen immediately launched an attack on the sorcerers inside the monster, with sword lights coming from all directions like a fishing net covering the sky!
“Huh!?”
“Why… who are they!?”
The poisonous mist couldn’t conceal the shocked voices of the sorcerers, which was also within Demilo’s expectations. Just as he wouldn’t consume soldiers when crushing the sorcerers, the other spirits would only drive away these pests.
Just as no sorcerer knew the secret of the spirits, naturally, no sorcerer had seen these monsters assigned with units.
As long as this shock could occupy the opponent’s thinking space, it would be a tactical victory. As long as the opponent hesitated for a moment, their souls would be torn to pieces in the next second…
However—
Buzz!
The steel monster roared again, and the monster’s fangs and blades shattered the armor of the star swordsman into two pieces! At the same time, a male sorcerer seemed to perform a miracle, adding a warm yellow barrier to the entire car, although it was shattered by the sword net of the star swordsman in the next second, it still created a gap, successfully escaping the deadly siege!
How many times can you perform this protective miracle? Next time, I will leave two star swordsmen as a pursuit team, and you won’t have a second chance… Demilo quickly adjusted the battle plan in his mind, commanding the remaining seven star swordsmen to continue the siege.
As long as the opponent made one mistake, death would hold on relentlessly.
The steel monster circled around in the cave, accumulating damage multiple times, and finally seized the opportunity to crush one of the star swordsmen.
As long as the opponent made one mistake.
The steel monster continuously drifted and rotated, avoiding the star swordsmen’s encirclement, and also killed two star swordsmen.
As long as…
When the last star swordsman was also killed by the steel monster, Demilo at the cave entrance slightly made way. After a few seconds, the steel monster roared out of the poisonous mist cave again, its claws and teeth unscathed, and the round limbs and wheels on the ground left deep marks that were hard to ignore!
That man was unscathed, and as soon as he came out, he stared at Demilo closely, as if saying—
You’re next.
Looking at the man in the deep red windbreaker, Demilo knew he had lost in command.
Lost thoroughly, with no room for argument.
Although the opponent only had one unit of steel monsters, commanding one unit was still commanding. He could calmly deal with Demilo’s siege tactics, tear open a gap through guerrilla warfare, and consume all the shepherd’s soldiers, which could be considered a classic example of winning with fewer forces.
“Where did those deep blue soldiers come from in the fairy tale?” the female sorcerer with black and red gradient long hair asked curiously, as if expecting Demilo’s reply.
Demilo didn’t even pay attention to the other female sorcerers, silently murmuring in his heart: “May the stars shine for me.”
Boom!
A deep blue armor appeared on his body, and he planted a fierce giant bow directly into the ground with his left hand, pulling out a brilliant arrow made of diamond-like material from the quiver with his right hand, aiming at the steel monster still polluting the environment with its exhaust.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
At the same time as the steel monster charged, Asho, who sensed the danger, directly hugged Sonia and Diya and dove under the seats!
In contrast, the shepherd did not move or flee, calmly shooting an arrow.
The brilliant arrow split into three arrows in the moment it missed the target, smashing towards the racing car like thunder!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Crack!
The front windshield shattered directly, and the brilliant arrow grazed over Asho and the others’ heads, taking away a few strands of hair. At the same time, the terrifying blade of the racing car also fiercely slashed towards Demilo, carrying the inertia of over sixty kilometers per hour, as if it wanted to cut him in half!
Thud!
The evil blade that could cut through stone like butter not only failed to cut the shepherd, but instead spun in place as if hitting a pillar!
Demilo was only pushed back a few steps, and his deep blue armor showed almost no change. He calmly pulled out a second brilliant arrow.
The sorcerers endured the dizziness brought by the impact and rotation, one by one poking their heads out to observe the situation. Sonia almost screamed, “Just now, those weird people were hit, and even if the armor wasn’t broken, the color of the armor would at least fade a bit… how does he seem completely unharmed!?”
“His armor is very strong,” Diya’s hair had become very messy at this point, black, red, and white gradient, impure black, dirty red, and dark white, speaking in a trio, “This should be the privilege of the spirits, but it doesn’t matter, as long as we continue to hit, we will definitely—”
“It does matter,” Asho said, “His attack just now depleted one-fifth of the car’s remaining health.””Four more times, and the car will explode. Without this vehicle, we are no match for them, but the enemy is down to just the Spirit Commander.”
“It’s either the car blows up first, or he dies first.”
“The final round, begins.”