My troops evolve infinitely

She knitted for 300 seconds.

And with the help of the 12 seconds of conversation, embed the goals one by one, get the job done, and call it a day.

The star array diagram emerged on the ground.

The river of stars covers the sky.

The field quietly spread out.

When the Wolf Chieftain came to his senses, he found himself as if in heavy shackles, his strength and energy were suppressed very low, and bright beams of light shot out from all directions.

The chieftain got furious and took out a flesh and blood core and swallowed it on the spot.

The next moment his eyes widened again.

"how come……"

When devouring the core of flesh and blood to strengthen oneself and transforming into a giant monster of flesh and blood, there is an extremely low chance of encountering the risk of flesh and blood collapse.

And he, just at this moment, encountered this probability.

He died with his eyes wide open, turning into a pool of blood.

The battle on the Wolf Head Mountain side was over before it even began.

Isloya adjusted the frame of her glasses and opened the book again.

The wind blew, the blood flowed, and she stood on the mountain, quiet and natural.

……

Time passed slowly, and the battlefield meat grinder was still killing countless monsters, undead, and forest guards.

Although the living forces also lost a lot of undead and tree people, the legendary existence of the Jackal's Fang who was manipulating this war behind the scenes gradually frowned.

"There's no way to break through their defense."

"The raiding party also seems to have failed."

"Don't worry, we have another plan."

"Wait, where's the second assault team? And why are all those flesh nests we built on the front lines withered?!!"

There is a legendary stare.

The battlefield was in chaos, and their main focus was on Wolf Head Mountain.

But the Sharp Knife Squad mysteriously disappeared, and the Flesh and Blood Nest withered without their knowledge, yet they were completely unaware? Were they too focused on stalking Wolf Head Mountain?

"We can't drag it out any longer."

The Black Winged King spoke.

Now, at first glance, they still have the advantage on ordinary battlefields, but it is conceivable that as time goes by, high-level monsters will be killed one after another, and their advantage of the Jackal Fangs on ordinary battlefields will no longer exist.

They originally wanted to use the momentum of the ordinary battlefield to force the opposing legend.

But now, they have become the ones who have to take the first step.

"I have already said that we can just take action directly to avoid wasting time."

A legendary gnoll spoke.

The Black Winged King shook his head.

He wanted to be cautious because he knew very well that there were forces among living beings that were far stronger than their jackal fangs.

But judging from the test results, the one in front of me is not it.

It's time to take action and end everything.

he said.

The red mist floating between heaven and earth gradually thickened.

……

East of the battlefield.

boom--

Lu Liu forced back the surrounding high-level monsters with one strike, severely injuring three of them and killing one.

He panted slightly.

He had been fighting for quite some time, and all the opponents he faced were high-level warriors.

He had to concentrate 200% of his energy and occasionally use the 'Fearless Giant Mountain God' to break the deadlock. After these repeated confrontations, Lu Liu's consumption was not small.

After all, he is just a human body, and his energy reserves are not even as good as those of a dragon, let alone General Dolai and General Wanggu.

suddenly,

Lu Liu felt a surge of alarm in his heart, and a chill ran up his spine. Some terrifying existence was staring at him.

He paused, raised his fearless spear and shield in front of him, and an extremely bright golden light emerged from his body.

Fearless Giant Mountain God!

The power of will, will becomes a shield!

The giant golden figure half-crouched, supporting a protective light that looked like the sky.

And the next moment,

Click! Click! Click!

The sky not far away cracked, and a giant hand covered in red hair stretched out from the shattered canopy. The hand was so huge that it blocked out the sun. It carried an ominous and terrifying force and fiercely bombarded Lu Liu.

Before the giant red-haired hand fell, the surrounding land had already been polluted.

The reddish-brown color, symbolizing filth, spread outward, as if a fuzzy red carpet had grown out of the ground.

far away,

"Legendary Realm!"

The legend of the Jackal's Fang not only took action, but also adopted a sneak attack.

The giant's pupils shrank and he clenched his teeth.

The warrior who could summon the golden giant spirit was indeed formidable, possessing terrifying strength beyond measure. But even so, he was still not a legend.

He is only a fourth-level extreme.

Below the legend, we are all ants.

No matter how strong the fourth level is, it is still the fourth level.

boom--

A tsunami-like storm swept in all directions.

The earth and hills all collapsed and fell.

Smoke and dust filled the air like gray clouds. Above the clouds, the giant red-haired hand remained in a pressing position, seemingly trembling slightly.

A golden light pierced the gray clouds.

The fearless Giant Mountain God, holding up the giant shield, slowly raised it up.

Above it, a crack appeared on the giant red-haired hand, and blood poured out like a river.

The giant Qiang'er's eyes widened.

……

at the same time.

Waves appeared around Uta, and the waves were gray, like a lake covered with dust.

He fell into it, and his hands and feet seemed to be tied up in layers.

When he tried to break free and smash the gray waves, he found that they were like nothing.

"It's the field."

Wuta didn't understand domains, didn't possess them, but many generals in his territory had created their own domains. He often discussed and exchanged ideas with everyone, so he certainly wasn't so ignorant of domains.

His instinct was also buzzing with warnings.

A gnoll sage wearing a gray cloak held a bone staff high, and thousands and tens of thousands of skinny hands rose from the gray waves.

There were densely packed hands grabbing towards Uta.

Regardless of whether you have trypophobia or not, anyone who sees this scene will feel their scalp tingling.

These palms themselves possess the ability to impact the mind and filth, and can even annihilate energy and wither everything they touch.

Uta couldn't see through these tricks.

He doesn't understand these twists and turns.

but,

His instinct was alerting him and reminding him what to do.

He follows his instinct!

Click—click!

Flesh shackles, second stage, open!

More and more violent energy gushed out from his body, transforming into scorching red flames that lingered around him.

The shackles of the flesh, the third stage, break!

Crimson flames shot up into the sky. The violent energy surged, seemingly distorting the surrounding air and space.

Wuta's bones were creaking, his muscles were dancing like dragons and pythons, the veins on his face were bulging like horns, and his face was distorted under the impact of the violent energy.

he growled.

Roar!

roar!!

The gray water waves roared and boiled.