The war in Prandal was a typical war between the strong.
What was the difference between the two sides?
The number of strong fighters.
However, most Apocalyptics would not join the army. Whether they were mercenaries or adventurers, they could earn much more than soldiers. Moreover, they did not have to obey orders. Who would want to join the army if they were strong enough?
Most of the Apocalyptics in the army were born in military families. They wanted to inherit the connections and positions of the older generation, so they joined the army to gain experience.
Even the weakest Bronze Apocalypse Player could easily become a Decanus or Centurion in the army. If they were lucky and made some great contributions, with their family connections, they could obtain all kinds of rewards at any time. Promotions and nobility would be a cinch for these Apocalypse Players.
However, the number of these people was very small.
In the war, those below bronze-level Apocalyptics were cannon fodder. However, this group of people made up the absolute majority. Close to 90% of the army were cannon fodder.
Dark Iron level, high-level cannon fodder.
Only Silver-level could be considered a real warrior.
Gold-level could barely be considered a fighting force.
True experts, such as Aubry and Aradeline, were both extraordinary experts. When two armies fought, what was more important was the combat power of the top echelons. The soldiers at the bottom were not so much combat power, but rather, they were used to bolster the momentum. Their impact on the battlefield was negligible.
Aubry could kill dozens of people with a casual swing of his sword. What was the use of more cannon fodder?
The lord of Taris, Nitro Irus, was a hidden master. His strength was not inferior to Girard's at all. He was also a ninth-level supreme fighter. However, he had clearly seen the path ahead of him and felt his own precepts.
He knew very well that as long as he patiently observed his inner self and spent a few years quietly comprehending, his ascension to the Legendary realm was a sure thing. Once he ascended to the Legendary realm, his aging body would regain some of its youth and his lifespan would be extended again. At that time, he would be able to protect his descendants for a few hundred more years.
But now, a young legend was right beside him. Nitro could not continue to hold back. He wanted to observe Tang En to be a reference for himself.
He was still very curious about how Tang En had advanced to the Legendary level when he didn't even have the aura of a domain or law.
Tang En didn't know what Nitro was thinking. He thought that Nitro was just itching to end the battle as soon as possible, so he smiled and said, "Then let's go out for a walk."
After the battle here ended, Alinx's Church would probably be prepared to negotiate with the Wind God Church. If the other party really did not agree, they would have no choice but to barge in.
If the other party dared to stop them, hehe, the iron fist of justice would let them know why the flowers were red …
Tang En and Nitro jumped off the city wall. The soldiers around them looked at them expectantly. In Prandal, there was no such thing as a general not being able to take risks. Those who could become generals were at least Grandmaster-level.
"Tang En?"
As soon as he landed, he heard Khal's voice. Tang En turned around and saw Khal complaining, "Lord Tang En, we're here to help, right? We're not here to watch a show, are we? Now I realize that we're not of any use at all. "
The Phoenix Mercenary Group was responsible for guarding the city gate with the frontline soldiers. The problem now was that the army outside was blocked by Tang En's magic array. They could not break in at all. Nitro did not allow the soldiers to go out and die. After all, there were tens of thousands of soldiers outside. If they went out now, they would be crushed directly.
As a result, the mercenaries who were risking their lives to earn money realized that they had been paid by their employers to come here as if they were watching a show. This was especially true for Patapa and Axe … Er, it was Ursa and Mongol Kahn. These two warmongers were itching for a fight.
Tang En couldn't help but laugh. "Isn't it good to make money easily?"
"I took the employer's money but didn't even kill the enemy. I feel ashamed."
Khal licked his lips and pulled out his long sword. "You want to go out? Let's go together. Our brothers are itching to fight. "
Kao was, after all, a Level 8 Grandmaster. In this kind of battlefield, although it was impossible for him to fight against 10,000 enemies, he could still protect himself. Mongo, Kahn, Ursa, and the other main warlords were also at the peak of the Gold rank. Although the Black Armor Army was powerful, it was not a problem for them.
In addition, Tang En's various magic auras enhanced the strength of the Phoenix Mercenary Group. If they followed him, their strength would at least be multiplied several times.
"Up to you."
Tang En shrugged, so Khal tacitly agreed. He smiled and raised his long sword. "Brothers of the Phoenix Mercenary Group, listen up! Get ready to rush out with me and kill to your heart's content! "
"Roar!!!"
Suddenly, there was a burst of howling in front of the city gate. Everyone impatiently raised their weapons and prepared to rush forward.
Nitro shook his head at the guards guarding the gate. "You are not allowed to go out."
These people saw that the Phoenix Mercenary Group was in high spirits and were eager to fight. However, Nitro was not stupid. The weakest in the Phoenix Mercenary Group was at the peak of the Dark Iron level. They could protect themselves under the encirclement of the Black Armor Army. Why would these soldiers go out? To be cannon fodder?
"I'll take care of the left side. You take care of the right side."
Tang En pointed to the army on the left side and smiled. "Let's open a path for them first."
"Of course."
Nitro took off his shirt. His skinny body made Tang En look sideways. Seeing this, Nitro said with a smile, "I'm old. I can't waste my strength, so I haven't fought for a long time."
Nitro was already eighty-eight years old. He was getting on in years, so it was impossible for him to squander his power like a young man. In addition, he had been comprehending the Laws for the past few years, so he kept all his power in his body, which made him look like an old man who would be blown away by a gust of wind.
However …
"Phew …"
Nitro took a deep breath and suddenly opened his eyes. The next moment, Tang En looked at the skinny old man in shock. It was as if he had been inflated. His shriveled muscles suddenly became extremely powerful. The pulsing veins on his bulging muscles were full of explosive power.
The old man, who was only about 1.4 meters tall when he bent over, became a two-meter tall muscular man in the blink of an eye.
Hey, President Nitro, did you go to the wrong place?
Meluem is not in Prandal!
Looking at Nitro, who was surrounded by energy and had an extremely oppressive aura, Tang En resisted the urge to ridicule him. "Are you really 88 years old?"
"Let me think. I think I'm 110 years old. I'm too old to remember."
If you continue like this, I'm going to call the police!
"Talent — Thousand-Hand Substitute."
Nitro stretched his arms and legs while walking towards the army on the right. Behind him, a huge illusion slowly appeared and became more and more solid.
When Tang En saw the illusion that looked like the Thousand-Hand Guanyin, the corner of his mouth twitched. After Fu Jian died, he transmigrated and became God?
Thousand-Hand Substitute?
Even Huang Mufei and Lu Yan were implicated!
"I'll take my leave first."
As soon as Nitro finished speaking, he passed through the magical wall that looked like water ripples. The next moment, the ferocious and brutal Black Armor Army swarmed towards him. Hundreds of sharp military swords slashed towards him!
"Clang, clang, clang —"
The military swords hit Nitro's body and made crisp sounds, as if they had hit hard metal. Then, the military swords made of fine iron shattered one by one.
"You don't know how to control your strength. Don't you know how to feel sorry for the old man?"
Nitro lightly pushed his palm forward, and the Thousand-Hand Substitute behind him also pushed out a palm at the same time. With a loud bang, the terrifying palm force blasted a hundred-meter-long gully in front of him. The Black Armor Army within the range of the palm force were all shattered into pieces!
Twain nodded to himself. Although Girard and Nitro were both at Ninth Level Supreme Martial Artist in terms of cultivation, Girard, who relied on treasures of heaven and earth, obviously did not have a solid foundation. His control of power was also not as good as Nitro's. Although Nitro's palm strike seemed casual, he had already exerted all his power without wasting a single bit.
On the other hand, in the previous battle with Girard, although his attacks were very fierce, most of his power leaked out during the attack, which was a serious waste. Of course, even if he had Nitro's cultivation, he was still no match for Twain.
"I can't fall behind either."
Tang En also flew out of the protective range of the magical array and was met with a bunch of arrows and magic bullets. The magic bullets spat out by the magical beasts were different from those released by the sorcerers, but their power was not to be underestimated.
"Explode."
Tang En stretched out his hand, and the invisible Mage's Hand crushed the magic bullets. Then, he waved his hand, and a hurricane swept the arrows back.
Although his body did not have a Domain or Law, his powerful spell-casting ability had almost reached the level of absolute obedience. After all, there were all kinds of instantaneous spells …
Strolling in the sky, Tang En ignored the various attacks below. When he slowly flew to the center of the army, he looked down at the densely packed Black Armor Army below and muttered to himself, "With the addition of these souls, the manpower of the Martyr's Palace can be considered to have begun to take shape …"
Looking up at the sky, Nola was still dutifully collecting souls. Tang En nodded inwardly, then raised his hands and said faintly, "The weather is a little cold, let me heat you up … Sea of Purgatory Flames."
In an instant, the surging magic power pushed the fire elements to gather on the ground and then burst out. The ground under him trembled and spat out scorching flames. The flames quickly spread, and in the blink of an eye, with Twain as the center, everything within a radius of several thousand meters turned into a blazing sea of fire!
The Black Armor Army, siege engines, catapults, and magic beasts within the range of the spell were all set ablaze, and the mournful screams of the magic beasts echoed throughout the battlefield!
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