What kind of divination am I doing?

The shouts of Lu Qiao echoed in the hearts of these flying adventurers and alien soldiers.

Is the current situation truly beyond saving? Not necessarily!

The flying adventurers began to learn from Lu Qiao and Monica how to cast glowing magic in the air to guide the army behind them.

The city is a maze of interconnected paths; only by guiding them to take shortcuts and bypassing the main force of the demi-humans can they rejoin the group of adventurers more quickly.

Other flying alien soldiers then headed to the adventurers' location to provide assistance.

Strike the ground from the air; it has an absolute advantage.

These demi-humans were numerous, but they had no way to attack air units.

As long as their attacks are avoided, and the demi-humans are maimed but not killed, they themselves will become stumbling blocks for their companions.

While the alien race in the sky retaliates against the demi-humans, they also begin to rescue the adventurers.

"Lord Enni has not abandoned you!"

"Let's take the injured ones first!"

"The main force will be here soon! Hold on!"

……

The arriving alien soldiers took away the wounded, while the rest began to assist in the battle, giving the adventurers immense confidence.

Lu Qiao turned around and saw that the flying adventurers were leading an army, and they were only one street away from reaching them.

At this point, having the advantage of aerial vision, as long as we don't make a rash move, we have a chance.

The army joined forces with the adventurers and began a counterattack against the demi-humans.

"Can we change the white light to red light?" Lu Qiao asked Monica.

Monica nodded and began to convert the white light into red.

Lu Qiao then began to control Monica's arm, shifting his focus to the area where the demi-humans were piled up.

Across the street, this group of demi-humans wanted to pile up into a mountain so they could leap over the tall buildings and charge at the adventurers and soldiers.

Lu Qiao naturally pointed out the pile, wanting to remind the army and adventurers that the monsters would attack from this location.

A red light appeared in front of everyone, as if it had locked onto a target area.

The adventurers and soldiers below began to discuss:

"What is he directing?"

"Red means danger!"

"There are definitely the most demi-humans in that direction!"

"Isn't that another street?"

"Look closely from the sky; there's definitely a story behind it!"

"I see, they're building human ladders too! They're planning to scale the street and ambush us!"

"That makes sense!"

"Mage, prepare! Unleash a large-scale spell towards the area of ​​red light!"

……

Dark clouds formed in the sky, followed by a bolt of lightning.

The enormous fireball, like a meteorite from outer space, also crashed down towards the location of the red light.

The area where the demi-humans gathered was severely damaged, slowing down their advance.

This allows adventurers and soldiers to guard the crossroads, thus blocking the attacks of the demi-humans.

This bought them more time so that the next spell could be used to deal with the dead dumplings in the air.

Lu Qiao was excited; everyone understood what he meant.

Lu Qiao then resumed directing, and at this moment it felt more like playing a large-scale game controlled by a mouse.

The other adventurers also realized what was happening and began to follow Lu Qiao's lead, pointing out areas where demi-humans had gathered to assist the adventurers and soldiers on the ground.

Everyone had a clear division of labor: the alien soldiers guarded the only two intersections on the street, taking turns to block the demi-humans' attack.

The alien giants are the main force in this defense.

The adventurers' warriors roamed around assisting and blocked the doors and windows on both sides of the street, preventing the demi-humans from passing through the buildings.

The mages among the adventurers were divided into two teams, one of which, under command, helped attack the gathered demi-humans.

Despite their coordinated efforts, the demi-humans couldn't gain any advantage.

These demi-humans clearly lacked intelligence, relying solely on sheer numbers to overwhelm their opponents with the purest form of crushing tactics. After several clashes between the alien races and the demi-humans, both groups discovered the demi-humans' weaknesses.

The thorn crown on the demi-human's head seems to be its true form; attacking it will immediately render the demi-human incapacitated.

The alien army held both ends of the main road inside and outside the city, while the adventurers used the main road as their base and began attacking the dead dumplings in the sky.

Several adventurers and mages chanted a magic circle in the air, facing the huge lump of flesh.

The magic circle is like a cannon; now that the chanting is finished, it enters attack mode.

Huge fireballs were launched and struck the dead meat dumplings.

The fireball slammed into the dead man's dumpling, smashing the demi-human corpse off and scattering it everywhere, instantly creating a large crater in the dumpling.

But soon, the dead man dumplings began to wriggle, filling the pit again with the corpses of the demi-humans.

The dead man dumpling seemed to sense that it was being attacked and began to slowly float towards the area where the adventurers and alien soldiers were.

Lu Qiao was startled by the situation. If they floated above the adventurers and alien army and then dropped the demi-humans, their impregnable defenses would immediately crumble.

Just a second ago, Lu Qiao thought that this dead man's attack methods were simple and that there was a chance to break it down little by little.

But once the dead man's dumpling started moving, Luqiao sensed danger.

Lu Qiao then realized that this thing was an evil god! When gathered to a certain extent, it had the ability to kill gods; it wasn't that simple.

The attack continued, with fireballs being thrown at it, but the effect remained minimal.

"No, just attacking its surface will exhaust us all. We need to use methods that can penetrate it!" Monica was the first to react.

Monica's words had an effect, and Lu Qiao countered, "Is there such magic?"

Monica nodded and waved to a winged human, who immediately understood and flew down to convey the new tactics to the mages among the adventurers.

The magic circle that was projecting fireballs didn't stop, and a squad of flying alien soldiers returned just then.

After communication, the new plan was implemented.

A group of mages from the adventurers were led into the air by a flying alien race, and fireballs were launched without affecting their ability to do so.

They transformed into several flying magical units and charged towards the Dead Man's Dumpling.

The magical adventurer was caught in the air and began chanting a laser spell.

Purple, blue, red, yellow.

Laser beams of various attributes were released from the magical unit combinations in the air.

These individual magical units bypassed the area where the fireballs were projectiles and began harassing the enemy from all sides.

If you get close enough, fire a laser.

Hundreds of demi-humans were pierced and then peeled off.

Laser beams of varying thicknesses left penetrations of varying depths.

Luqiao was pleased with the apparent success of the plan, but his smile vanished the next second.

The laser beam is not long-lasting and relies on the magician's power to sustain it.

The skilled can last for more than ten seconds, while the average person can only last three to five seconds.

As soon as the laser stopped shooting from the pierced area, green vines emerged from the dead man's dumpling and launched a counterattack against the combined individual magic units.

Some were shot down before they could react, while others were agile enough to dodge.

The long flight allowed the mages to catch their breath and recover their magic. They took out various potions from their bags and swallowed them. Once their magic was restored, they launched another laser attack.

Even so, it's still a drop in the ocean.

Monica then spoke up: "There's something inside that big ball of flesh!"

"Those thorny crowns are plants, and what's sticking out from them looks like plants too!" Lu Qiao realized.

The black cat whimpered on Luqiao's head: "It's not some evil god, it's the demon god Buson!"

"You know them? Demon gods and evil gods are not the same?" Lu Qiao asked back.

The black cat continued, "The evil god's ritual is merely an artifact of divine power, but a demon god is different—Solomon's seventy-two demon gods! This is the tree demon god Buson! I should have realized what was happening when I saw those thorn crowns!"

"Is there a solution?" Lu Qiao asked.

"It shouldn't be the real body. If it were, none of us here would survive three breaths," the black cat replied again.

"Tell me your weaknesses!" Lu Qiao shouted helplessly.

"Even without weaknesses, a demon god is still a god! It's just that it was suppressed by the gods in other planes. Logically speaking, if it doesn't belong to this plane, even if it's summoned, it can't come in person. It can only be a possession or projection similar to mine," the black cat explained.

"Dimensional demons?" Lu Qiao repeated.

"Yes, they are gods from another plane. Demon gods were on the same level as gods back then. When all the gods were in power, the alien races were just ants. However, the gods successfully suppressed and expelled the demon gods from the plane!" Monica replied.

"Isn't that an extraterrestrial demon?! Does it also have designs on this world?" Lu Qiao realized the word.

"They're probably here for revenge. No wonder the demi-humans wanted to use the demon god to kill the god. The demon god must have bewitched these demi-humans quite a bit. That fruit that makes the demi-humans go berserk is probably another method of the demon god," the black cat pondered.

Lu Qiao began to explain in his own words: "I understand now, the one who steals chickens and dogs is the demon!"

"It's not exactly stealing or petty theft, it's just that we can't come here, so we have to resort to external methods. They're in a plane outside the world, and the world is like a series of dimensions. Dimensions can be harassed through the Outer Realm Tavern, but for planes, we can only harass them remotely," Monica replied.

"How did this turn into a discussion about dimensions and planes? What's the difference?" Lu Qiao asked.

The black cat spoke: "A space is a dimension, but it's separated by gods, like drawing individual rooms within a room. The world of other races is like these individual rooms; you can meet them as soon as you open the door. Dimensions are like floors above and below; you have to take an elevator or walk up the stairs."

Lu Qiao retorted, "Are you that strong? Do you have the same mechanics as the Demon God? Are you not in this dimension, but in another plane?"

"Well, the liches are indeed different. They're still on this floor, but you can imagine they live on the ceiling," Monica replied thoughtfully.

Lu Qiao smiled wryly: "Living on the ceiling? That's fitting, though; you also love sleeping in the attic!"

The black cat hissed: "It's pointless to say more. You understand it as having the same mechanism, but that doesn't mean the same level. We're all human, and even demi-humans aren't as technologically advanced as you Earthlings, are we?"

"That's right, you can't see people or ghosts!" Lu Qiao joked again.

"You're the ghost! We have physical bodies, we just can't come to this world!" The black cat was clearly angry.

"Alright, is there no way to deal with the demon god?" Lu Qiao pressed.

"I don't think there's a chance. But what if we had a divine artifact? Maybe then it would work! Just like how we wanted to use a holy relic to kill a god, a holy relic can also kill a demon god!" the black cat said helplessly.

"You mean the divine artifact among the seventy-two relics? Do adventurers even have that?" Lu Qiao realized.

"Artifacts from other worlds are usually guarded within their own worlds and are not easily taken out. Adventurers who possess such artifacts are holding all the cards! Let's retreat!" the black cat concluded.

"Shouldn't the demi-human race also have sacred relics? What if they are divine artifacts?" Lu Qiao pressed.

Monica shook her head, not using the forgetting spell to search her memories: "Human relics are unknown, and demi-humans couldn't possibly have them. This evil god's ritual was pieced together from other races and considered a treasure."

At this point, the situation was clearly getting closer and closer to becoming a dead man's dumpling.

Without any powerful artifacts, the best course of action is to run away!

Lu Qiao looked down and realized that the moving dead man dumpling was now throwing down even more demi-humans.

Because of their proximity to adventurers and alien armies, these newly arrived massive numbers of demi-humans have formed an encirclement.

The adventurers and the alien army were trapped inside the entire street. In this situation, there was no hope of escaping on the ground unless they flew away.

However, the number of flying units is limited, and it will take time to rescue people from the streets. The adventurers and alien armies in the main road are also holding their ground.

If fewer people are available, the situation will be disrupted, and the enemy may be overthrown.

The true form of this "dead man dumpling" is actually a plant, and the dead bodies on the outside are merely armor.

They can't even penetrate armor now, let alone the core of the circle of dead.

Lu Qiao said, "If you can't beat them, just run away. Running away is actually quite simple."

Looking down, Lu Qiao saw a mass of dead bodies on top, and below them, a massive number of demi-humans formed a C-shape, completely surrounding the main road. However, this encirclement had weaknesses; the number of demi-humans to the east was relatively small.

If you can't defeat a massive number of demi-humans, or even the dead man dumplings, you can still manage to destroy buildings. Destroying the terrain will create a passageway.

Lu Qiao pondered for a moment before speaking, "Here's what we'll do: destroy the houses and walls from the east. There aren't many demi-humans there yet, so we can clear a path. Then we can circle back to the southern watchtower, go back for reinforcements, and bring the divine weapon to take them down!"

This was the solution that Luqiao came up with at this time, if running away could be considered a solution.

Monica nodded: "That's the only way. I'll go and relay the message! You take Lord Aini to the watchtower first, and be ready to evacuate at any time!"

Is giving up the only option? Lu Qiao was indeed somewhat unwilling at this point.

Meanwhile, on the main road below, Monica had not yet gone down to explain how to escape.

The giant fireball magic circle below had stopped activating, and Lu Qiao was slightly afraid that the magic had run out, which would make destroying the building more difficult.

But just as Luqiao was thinking this, the mages among the adventurers seemed to have gathered together once again.

Lu Qiao could see it clearly: the adventurers and ordinary alien soldiers below were slicing open their palms with their weapons and then raising them high.

Lu Qiao could see that it was blood congealing upwards, with red blood flowing out and floating in the air.

A bright red blood-colored magic circle was formed once again, and now the magic circle was about to take shape with blood-like outlines.

"What's going on now?" Lu Qiao asked.

"It's forbidden magic!" Monica replied.

Completely clueless, Lu Qiao asked, "What's it for?"