Two hundred lizardmen archers walked out of the portal and lined up in a formation that was three to four hundred meters long. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the dozens of lizardmen archers in the middle, who were taller than the other lizardmen archers. Even the bows in their hands were larger than the other lizardmen archers. Right under his eyes, these dozens of large-sized lizardmen archers pulled their bows and shot arrows into the sky from hundreds of meters away.
Of course, they were not shooting at him when they discovered him, but from a very long distance.
Powerful arrows flew more than two hundred meters in the air and fell diagonally into the charging crowd of murlocs, knocking over a dozen murlocs on the spot.
In the time it took for the spawn to charge, seven waves of arrows were shot down in a row, and hundreds of murlocs fell halfway.
When they were about a hundred and thirty to forty meters away, the ordinary lizardman archers also drew their bows and began to shoot. The sky was filled with arrows, and a large number of murlocs were shot to death halfway.
However, none of the murlocs were afraid. Their firm faith made them forget their fear for a moment. Under the command of Naga behind them, they screamed and charged at the lizardman archers.
After decades of changes, as the previous generations of murlocs died one after another, including the murloc leader that Lin Xiao used from time to time, the new grey mist murlocs had completely submitted to the power of the black-scaled Naga. At this time, the grey mist murlocs had completely become vassals of the black-scaled Naga. Now, Lin Xiao's divine realm was completely dominated by the black-scaled Naga, and the grey mist murlocs were servants.
In terms of racial combat strength, the lizardman archers were definitely stronger than the murlocs. However, there were just too many murlocs. All two thousand murlocs in the divine realm were projected, and a black mass of them swarmed over from all directions.
After these lizardman archers shot more than a dozen waves of arrows, the murlocs were already within fifty meters of them. The lizardmen were still thinking of shooting two more waves and then kiting the murlocs, but they did not expect that at this moment, the first batch of murlocs would suddenly increase in speed. Like a warrior charging forward, they rushed over fifty meters in the blink of an eye and fiercely crashed into the group of lizardman archers who were caught off guard. The lizardmen were knocked over in a moment of carelessness.
To Lin Xiao, these two stages were not difficult at all. It was just that he had too many clan tribes now.
Not to mention the Black Scaled Naga, there were more than two thousand Fishmen. Just this alone was enough to pass the three stages of elimination.
In less than two minutes, the group of lizardman archers was drowned by the wave of murlocs.
The second wave … ended just like that. As the main force of the Divine Realm, the black-scaled Naga did not even move an inch.
The black-scaled Naga leaders shouted for the injured and gray-scaled fishmen who were exhausted after Salted Fish's sudden attack to retreat. The other fishmen gathered into a few square formations and stood guard behind the teleportation gate, waiting for the third wave of enemies to arrive.
In the void, Wu Hai had just left the Demiplane of one of his students.
When he thought of the student's clan tribe's performance just now, he shook his head.
In terms of strength, they weren't weak. There were close to a thousand Grey-skinned Frogmen, and many of them were Level 1 Frogman Warriors. However, facing the charge of only five hundred Kobolds, they were having a hard time. The Kobold Warlock's fireball exploded, and some of the Frogmen retreated in fear.
What did this mean?
This meant that the cultivation of this student's Divine Realm's clan tribe was seriously unqualified.
In terms of the scale of the clan tribe, it met the standard, but in terms of the faith of the clan tribe, they were seriously unqualified. They were fighting for the God they believed in, and there were even some who ran away when they had the advantage. Wu Hai shook his head.
Of course, with the comprehensive strength of this student's clan tribe, he wouldn't be eliminated if he passed the three stages. However, in his heart, he could already determine that this student's future was limited.
As a God's reserve, the most important thing was the management of the believers' faith. The most important thing for a God was faith.
If he couldn't even manage the faith of his own clan tribe, how could he conquer the natives of the Foreign Planes in the future?
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Student Lin Xiao in class. His clan tribe in the Divine Realm was very well managed, and all of them were True Believers. The ratio of devout believers to fanatics was quite high. Not to mention the whole class, even in the whole grade, he was one of the best.
Although Wan Chuan and Yuan Hong were stronger than Lin Xiao, they couldn't compare to Lin Xiao in the cultivation of believers. Their talents in this aspect were not as good as his.
In the eyes of senior Demigods and above, the ability to cultivate the faith of believers was also a kind of talent. It was a hidden talent.
There were theory classes in school that taught this knowledge. In the hundreds of thousands of years of history of the Main World, there were countless Gods that had been born. There were tens of thousands of courses on how to cultivate the faith of believers. In addition to the classroom, there were many free courses that could be searched on the Internet. This was not a secret.
However, even if all of them followed the theory classes to cultivate believers, the same method would have different effects for different students. This was very strange.
Many powerful True Gods, including a certain great Divine Power, had studied this problem, but in the end, they didn't find anything. In the end, the great Divine Power had only said one thing.
"Cultivating the faith is also a talent!"
In Wu Hai's eyes, Student Lin Xiao's talent in this aspect was very unusual.
When he thought of this, the homeroom teacher, Wu Hai, suddenly stopped and changed his direction of the Wan Chuan Plane. He suddenly wanted to see how this student was doing now.
He remembered that this student's performance in the previous pre-test was very good. His clan was a murloc and was weak, but that powerful explosive skill had left a deep impression on him. He didn't know if this student would continue to perform well in this final exam.
In the north of the half-plane, a three-meter tall portal stood on the wasteland. As the ripples of light rippled, a Pigman with a Pigman's head and a human body walked out. He was about 1.89 meters tall and had a very strong physique.
The Pigman was a kind of Orc and was a member of the middle Orc race. Their individual strength was stronger than humans, but there was a limit to their strength. The strength of their race lay in their strong reproductive ability. They were one of the best in the entire Orc race.
The third wave of enemies were the Pigman. Because of their strength, the number of enemies was not much higher than the second wave. There were only 300 ordinary Pigmen and 30 elite Pigman Warriors, but their overall strength was much higher than the second wave.
The threat level of this wave was about 70-80% of Lin Xiao's extra test during the pre-test. He could even pass the extra test, not to mention this. The strength of his clan now was much stronger than before.
More than 300 Pigmen came out from the portal and gathered in front of the door. The 30 elite Pigmen raised their hammers and wooden sticks and roared loudly. After a simple mobilization, they rushed towards the dark mass of murloc.
Above the sky, a golden light shrouded Lin Xiao's body. Ordinary people couldn't see it. He leaned forward and looked down. He pinched his chin and thought for a while. He opened his mouth and gave a command.
The crowd of murlocs that was preparing to counterattack suddenly stopped and quickly separated. A few hundred black-scaled nagas swam out with fine iron short spears in their hands. Their long tails were swaying, and their thick scales were rubbing against the sand, creating a creaking sound. Under the command of a few naga leaders, they dispersed and charged towards the Pigman Pigmen that were charging towards them.
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