"Hiss! A boss that I don't know if it's an Elemental Lord, six large elemental creatures, 137 medium elemental creatures, and over a thousand ordinary elemental creatures. Hairy men … Is it too late for us to retreat? Hiss! "
The one who spoke with a strange hiss was A5 Kukar. His strange retroflex common tongue also came from his species — Naga.
Kukar was a great priest of the God of Thunder Serpents. Although he specialized in Divine Arts related to thunder and lightning, he was still the only member of Group A with a divine job class. He was incredibly important in this temporary party … As the only thunder elemental job class with healing abilities, even if he wasn't a professional, most of his divine arts and divine power were used to heal.
Kukar's dim yellow eyes had vertical pupils. Although his vision wasn't outstanding, as a priest of the God of Thunder Serpents, he had excellent senses. Naturally, he could sense how powerful this army was.
Nagas didn't have any sense of humor or joking around. They didn't know how to joke around to lighten the atmosphere before a battle.
"Hiss! We can't win. Let's give up on our territory and retreat."
Nagas had received military education since they were young. They only made the most reasonable choice based on the difference in combat strength between them and the enemy. Kukar really did intend to retreat.
"Soft-skinned snake, run if you want to. I told you before that spineless cowards shouldn't have stepped onto our battlefield in the first place."
Number A2, Haru, was the only non-spellcaster in the team.
He was a Chosen of the Level 2 God of War 007. He was the War God's favorite barbarian. However, he had awakened an innate ability to control thunder and lightning.
Currently, he was standing outside of his anti-lightning magic armor. He was only wearing a pair of beast-skin shorts and carrying a heavy dark brown stone hammer on his back. There was a faint oily glow on his muscular body.
The lightning symbol on his forehead was shining brightly. Any thunder and lightning that approached him would be devoured by it. Every moment here, he was absorbing thunder and lightning to strengthen himself.
In a way, since he was favored by the thunder element, he could treat this place as his home and home field … In fact, he even spent most of his time in the dangerous wilderness.
Rorschach didn't know the upper limit of Halu's power level. At any rate, he had never seen Halu fail to defeat anyone when he used his full power. Rorschach felt that he wouldn't be able to last more than three minutes against Halu.
[Don't flatter yourself. If the Son of Lightning wants to deal with you, it won't take more than ten seconds.]
Hearing this, Rorschach could only smile bitterly. However, his opponent had been famous for at least ten years, so it was normal that he couldn't win.
And this person wasn't even the strongest person in the team. The handsome black-clothed man who hadn't said anything and was only quietly watching the elemental army not far away was the temporary leader of the team.
"Brother Stellin, do you have a chance of winning?"
"… There's no such thing as an unwinnable war. But right now, it's unacceptable for us to fight head-on. We need more preparatory work. "
Stellin Blackwing, A1, a level 3 God Chain, a veteran descender of the Church of the God of Zealotry, a lightning archmage. His exact rank was unknown, but he was definitely at least level 5.
He looked very young, but Rorschach probably hadn't even been born yet when the "Silver Thunder Miracle" became famous. At the very least, those legends had become old antiques.
Rorschach didn't know exactly how strong Halu was, but judging from how Halu never challenged him, and how Halu always listened to everything Stellin said, Rorschach was definitely much stronger than Halu.
After all, even Rorschach understood the barbarian's logic. Only the strong's words were worth listening to. Honor (or reputation) was more important than one's life. If you were weaker than me, I wouldn't even give you priority over numbers.
Rorschach was ranked third in the temporary team of four. His combat strength was probably the weakest. Even Kukar, a priest, wasn't a match for Rorschach.
"What a united and harmonious team … Damn it, what kind of teammates are these? I'm starting to miss Isabella!"
Rorschach's stomach hurt whenever he thought about this damned team. The War God and the Naga Pantheon had a terrible relationship. They would quarrel whenever they saw each other.
Even if I didn't take into account the troublesome matters with the higher-ups, just considering their personalities and backgrounds, the naturally rational and emotionless Kukar and the combative Halu had a terrible relationship with each other, and these two also had terrible relationships with Roxia.
The Naga Pantheon didn't have a good impression of "hairy people". The barbarians had a good relationship with humans, but Rorschach was currently an elf with pointy ears, which the barbarians hated the most … Rorschach rationally gave up on trying to change the barbarians' first impression of him. Trying to convince the barbarians to give up on him was basically the same as trying to hatch a chick out of a rock.
The only person Rorschach was able to talk to in this team was the temporary team leader, A1. Although A1's manners and words were impeccable, Rorschach could faintly tell that A1 didn't treat the others as teammates at all. No, A1 completely ignored everyone else's existence, and he just happened to be the temporary team leader.
After being rebuffed several times, Rorschach rationally gave up on his goal of working together with everyone in this team … This would be even more difficult than building a new city by himself.
Everyone should just work together temporarily and do their own things … Although no one had said this before, everyone had indeed done so.
But now, it was obvious that this was no longer possible.
Anyone who was able to represent the Gods and come here to explore could be considered an elite descender. It was actually quite easy to tell who was strong and who was weak on the battlefield, and whether they could fight or not.
"There's no way to fight at all. A half-elemental plane like this is challenging an Elemental Lord level creature. They're almost indestructible Gods in their own plane. "
If it was himself here right now, Rorschach would have unhesitatingly turned around and ran. Even if Vila Nova Dônia was destroyed, it would be much more valuable to rebuild it later rather than die here.
And right now, the Naga Pantheon was preparing to turn around and leave. Nobody else intended to stop him.
But suddenly, he stopped himself.
After a moment of silence, someone spoke in the Common language with a strange retroflex sound through his communication device.
"Hiss hiss, be grateful. My Lord's incarnation is currently on the way. In one hour, no, in forty minutes, we shall obtain a glorious victory."
The incarnation of the Thunder Snake God? Didn't he suffer a great loss here last time? Could it be that he intended to bring his incarnation here with him? Just how much power would he be able to use here? Would he be able to deal with that pseudo Elemental Lord?
Rorschach didn't ask any questions, because doing so would be tantamount to questioning the Gods' authority. As a God, Kukar would likely instantly turn against him.
"In that case, let's focus on stalling for time. Everyone, get ready … I'll begin the first wave of attacks in ten minutes."
As Sterling spoke, he closed his eyes and began chanting an incantation.
A gray-black magic array appeared on the cliff. The thunder element in the air faintly became restless. As the strongest person here, he would naturally be the one to take on the unexpected first wave of attacks.
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