novelslam #1876 - The harmonious atmosphere was broken (Part 2)
#1876 - The harmonious atmosphere was broken (Part 2)
As soon as these words came out, the meeting room fell silent.
What this messenger said was the same as what the ordinary Chaos God Race member who died just now said.
It's just that the way of expressing it is different.
Some of the Chaos God Race executives at the scene panicked and said:
"How is this possible? Our 615 area has ushered in such a powerful enemy? Are you kidding us!"
"Although I don't want to admit it, I have to accept this reality. We are in big trouble this time!"
"Why don't these natives stay in the inner ring and come to our sixth star ring to find a sense of existence? Is it because we are easy to bully?"
"Who knows what these damned natives are thinking? I am very unhappy now, very unhappy!"
......
Moir thought about what the messenger had just said.
Many possibilities emerged in his mind, but none of them were related to the current situation.
After a few breaths, Moir shook off the distracting thoughts in his mind and looked at the messenger and said, "Is everything you just said true?"
The messenger nodded and said, "Your Excellency, I guarantee it with my life. Every word is true."
Hearing this, Moir sighed.
He naturally knew it was true. No one would joke about this kind of thing unless they thought their life was too long.
The reason for asking was just to hold on to a glimmer of impossible fantasy.
"You go down. If anything happens, notify us in time."
He didn't kill the messenger because the other party still had a great role to play.
Don't look at Moir's great killing intent, but he also knew who could be killed and who could not be killed.
Killing this messenger would mean that at such a critical moment, he would lose a lot of important information.
This important information might contain information that could reverse the battle.
Moir looked at his subordinates present and said, "What do you think about the origin of this native army?"
The top priority now is to find out the origin of this native army.
As the saying goes, water has a source and trees have roots.
Finding out the origin of the other party may be able to solve this matter from the root.
It's a pity that none of the Chaos God Race executives present knew the other party's origin.
Not knowing doesn't mean they can't provide their guesses. These executives said one after another:
"Lord Moir, I think the origin of these native armies may be the reinforcements invited by the Potter race, after all, we have been exploiting them so hard."
"Stop talking nonsense, okay? If the Potter race could invite such foreign aid, would they still be exploited by our Chaos God Race for so many years?"
"I agree with this point of view. If the Potter race really had such a strong backing, how could they be willing to be exploited by us unless they are sick."
"In this situation, I think the most likely thing is that the Potter race invited reinforcements, otherwise, what other possibilities do you think there are?"...
A group of executives argued endlessly, and finally divided into two factions, neither of whom convinced the other.
After all, everyone was guessing, and no one could come up with anything useful.
Moir didn't speak aside. These two possibilities kept swirling in his mind.
In the end, he also tended to think that this was not foreign aid invited by the Potter race.
This is completely inconsistent with the facts, or that sentence.
If the other party really had such energy to invite such foreign aid, it would be impossible for them to be exploited for so many years.
Looking at his subordinates who were still arguing, Moir said, "Shut up, now follow me to the war room, and we must control the situation in the shortest possible time."
Since they couldn't find out the origin of the other party, then the top priority became stabilizing the situation.
Otherwise, if the situation continues to deteriorate like this, even if they have great means, they will be powerless to recover.
Moir and his party came to the war room, half an hour later...
Cold sweat mixed with fear flowed from the foreheads of these Chaos God Race executives.
In the past half an hour, they used countless methods to try to reverse the declining situation.
As a result, without exception, they were directly broken by the other party with tyrannical power.
This is very frightening.
If the other party could fight with them back and forth, even if they had the upper hand, it wouldn't be so terrifying.
The most fearful thing is this situation, no matter what kind of strategy is used, it is eventually broken by force.
"My God, these native armies are all uniformly in the late stage of the Six Yuan Dao Realm, and their combat power is beyond imagination!"
"It's okay if their cultivation and combat power are strong, there must be a genius in command of the battle formation behind this native army, which we can't reach!"
"After fighting against the other party these few times, I feel like a mouse being played by a cat, and the other party will know what I want to do."
"It's terrible, how can there be such terrible natives? Since I have memory, this is the most powerful native I have ever encountered."...
Moir's expression was not very good either.
After their efforts, they originally wanted to stabilize the situation.
As a result, not only did the situation not stabilize, but it deteriorated even more compared to when they didn't intervene before.
What does this represent? It represents that their 'efforts' during this period were all counterproductive!
During the period, countless spies were sent out to obtain some important information.
As a result, these spies completely disappeared like a clay ox entering the sea.
As for the information they obtained, it was all sent by the enemy.
What is this called? Unconcealed insult!
And a desperate gap!
"Qin Di... Qin Di... What kind of deity are you?" Moir muttered in his heart.
At the same time, in the frontline marching camp of the Little Hongmeng Star Territory.
Qin Liang pointed out the headquarters where Moir and others were on the sand table, and Qin Buyi left the marching camp.
On the way, Qin Buyi opened the system mall and began to exchange for the elixirs he needed for the next battle.
Moir's cultivation and combat power are at the Great Enlightenment Immortal Realm Consummation.
With Qin Buyi's current original combat power, it is still a bit lacking to fight against him.
[Forty-first Order · Epic Hundred Kill Pill · Full: The user obtains one hundred and five chances to fully restore physical strength, and at the same time, all attributes are increased by 3,000% until the end of the battle. Value: 1 billion super system mall points.]
(Warm reminder: This is the advanced version of the [Forty-first Order · Epic Hundred Kill Pill], no need to accumulate, kill number, take it to get the full effect of the Hundred Kill Pill!)
[Forty-first Order · Legend Ten Strike Pill: The user can explode 500% of the combat power in the next ten attacks without any side effects. Price: 1 billion super system mall points.]
Spend 2 billion super points to exchange these two pills.
The super point balance of the system mall changed from 207.8 billion to 205.8 billion.
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