Reincarnation space, but the style is wrong

Chapter 91 Southern Front
Through a series of clever means, Chen Xingzhi successfully let the Longhuang royal court know the news.

The royal court took this very seriously and promised him that it would send troops south to resist the enemy.

Then there was no further news from the royal court.

The reason was that a large force of the Yuanling Royal Court invaded the sea area of ​​the Longhuang Royal Court and used it to advance towards the land.

Most of the royal court's military forces were tied up by this, so they had no time to care about the scum invading the southern border.

The previous promise to send troops to support them was invalidated, and even the resources were no longer provided to them.

But this is also good news. After all, most of Yuan Ling’s troops have been transferred elsewhere, so the pressure on Chen Xingzhi’s side is naturally greatly reduced.

At this time in the Southern Command Post, on a three-dimensional map projected by magic, different colors were marking the distribution of various forces in the south.

The purple represents the Bairen Sect, the blue represents the Yuanling Royal Court, and the red represents the Longhuang Royal Court.

At present, blue has occupied most of the southern part of the map, while purple occupies the northwest part of the map, and red occupies the northeast part, forming a three-legged tripod.

"There is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Chen Xingzhi said with a smile beside the map.

".Stop hanging around the Riddler. If you have something to say, say it now. If you have something to fart, fart now." Wu Dianfeng had a frown on his face.

"The good news is that the Yuanling Royal Court doesn't have many means of anti-air reconnaissance. At least they didn't find the Eye of Corruption in the sky. The bad news is that they released the fog of war, which greatly interfered with the detection of the Eye of Corruption."

After Chen Xingzhi finished speaking, he assigned him a task:

"Now we can relax a little. You can go there in person to dispel the fog of war in these five places. Our brave soldiers will cooperate with you to reoccupy these important places."

"I understand." He replied subconsciously, and it took him a while to realize that he was becoming his subordinate again.

When I turned around, I saw that Chen Xingzhi had disappeared.

"Forget it. I won't bother with him. It's more important to dispel the fog."

As he thought so, four rays of light suddenly flew out from his body. They were four divine wills with third-level strength.

Although only one of them is at the high level of the third order and the rest are at the low level of the third order, it should be enough to deal with this situation.

After the consciousness locked onto the target direction, five streams of light swept across the sky and headed towards the destination.

In a front-line command post somewhere, a tribal leader wrapped in living armor stared at the three-dimensional map, the worry between his brows lingering for a long time.

"This fog is really disgusting. Not only does it make it difficult for us to see the environment, but it also weakens the tribe's boys. Is there any way to break it?"

Another witch from the tribe shook his head and said:

"It's unlikely. This fog was created by multiple lord-level giant fog monsters. Unless there are more than ten lord monsters that can control airflow and attack at the same time, it cannot be dispelled."

"Or," he paused, "if there is a beast king or a great wizard, they can also do it."

After listening to his analysis, the tribal leaders present expressed pessimism.

In such a tight time, where can they find ten lord beasts that can control airflow?
Not to mention the elusive Beast King and Great Witch. After all, they are just a union of some small and medium-sized tribes. Even if they once had the Beast King totem, it is gone now due to various unspeakable reasons.

"Can we ask the two masters for help?" suggested a leader.

Everyone responded in silence. In fact, they never dared to ask Xuan Jun and Wu Zun for anything.

The faith engraved in their blood made them always maintain excessive awe towards the two.

Just when they were feeling depressed about this, a piece of news from the headquarters made them overjoyed.

"Praise Xuanjun, praise Wuzun, everyone, now is the time for us to counterattack." A tribal leader shouted.

At this moment, a strong wind blew outside the command post.

Endless sword energy fell from the sky and poured into the area covered by fog. The sound of flesh being cut and terrifying wailing instantly rang out from the fog. After a while, the fog dissipated on its own, leaving only broken bodies and a pool of blood on the ground.

The deadlock was broken, and the Bairen Sect immediately seized the opportunity and sent troops to occupy the original foggy area.

High in the sky, a burly human-shaped shadow with a big sword on his shoulder overlooked the battlefield on the ground.

Strange beasts roared, flames and thunder intertwined; gunshots continued, strong acid and bullets arrived at the same time.

He saw all the bloody battles, sacrifices and killings of the orc warriors. Even rivers of blood and corpses everywhere were not enough to describe the tragedy of the battlefield.

In addition to these tangible things, there are also thousands of invisible auras across the battlefield, most of which are evil spirits, death energy, and the like.

If an ordinary cultivator from the world of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio came here, in this place with such a complex aura, he would probably not be able to use even one tenth of his skills or spells.

But if a chef came here, the result would be very different.

A good chef can use anything as an ingredient to make a delicious dish.

Even this invisible energy is the same.

After casually taking a breath of mixed energy, Wu Dian laughed wildly.

"What a war, what a great supply of food. It makes me want to try it."

What’s more important is that there is not just one serving of this kind of food, but five servings in front of him.

If he could cook all these five battlefields into dishes, his strength would definitely improve.

Green flames gushed out from his body and gradually covered the sky.

At the same time, his other incarnations of divine will did the same, spreading green flames on four other battlefields.

The energy on the battlefield was completely extracted and purified by Qingyan, and finally gathered in the hands of Wu Dianfeng's original body, gradually forming a round and large pill.

"Cooking is like making an alchemy. I can also play the role of an alchemist in the future."

The Great Pill gradually took shape, during which time more and more evil spirits emerged from the soldiers on both sides.

They seemed to be crazy with killing, and all of them were thrown into the battle with oblivion.

In this war that seemed to have no end, his great elixir finally took shape, and a bit of elixir energy spread to the ground.

The soldiers of the Bairen Sect who smelled the elixir energy felt as if they had eaten some supreme tonic, and instantly burst out with even greater strength.

On the contrary, as soon as the soldiers on Yuanling's side smelled this scent, they all fell into a state of weakness.

The situation on the field became one-sided, and the Yuanling soldiers fell down in droves like harvested leeks.

Faced with this favorable situation, the commander of the Bairen Sect was overjoyed. He thought that it would take a tough battle to occupy this area, but unexpectedly, the soldiers suddenly became extremely vigorous as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

At the current rate of advancement, it won’t be long before this area belongs to them.

In the sky, after helping Bai Renjiao, Wu Dianfeng no longer paid attention to their fighting situation.

If the opponent can turn the tables in this situation, then let the commander commit suicide.

He looked at the big pill that had already taken shape and felt satisfied.

This one big pill alone could save him a lot of effort in cultivation.

And now is just the beginning of the war, and there will be more battlefields waiting for him to cook in the future.

At this rate, he estimated that it wouldn't be long before he could officially reach the fourth level.

(End of this chapter)