"Reinforcements?"

Hearing this term, Gedrel couldn't help but chuckle, his smile was full of sarcasm, he turned his head to look at Dicatol, and said, "For your disciple, you really love it, Dicatol!" Didn't you tell him about the so-called 'truth'? If you continue like this, it will be easy to lose! ”

"My disciple, naturally I will teach you, and I don't need you to care!"

Dicator replied in a colder voice.

As Torang was his disciple, Dicator certainly wouldn't let his disciple be so ignorant.

However, Dicator also knew that at this time, it was definitely not a good thing to let his disciples come into contact with those dark sides too early.

It is more harmful than letting his disciples continue to be ignorant.

Dicator has seen with his own eyes how harmful the guys are when the whole worldview collapses.

Because, those people, they have become completely crazy.

And he definitely didn't want to make Tolan like that.

After all, this is a disciple he is very optimistic about.

It was also the first, perhaps even the last, disciple.

In fact, if it weren't for Dean opening his mouth, Dicator would never have been able to accept disciples.

"Shh

Gedrell pursed the corners of his lips.

No longer talking, the two sides are now on the same front, and he doesn't want to stiffen the relationship yet.

And looking at the two of them, Tolang, who was not stupid, immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing before.

Although he didn't know what was wrong.

But that didn't stop Toron from wisely choosing to be silent.

Compared to his teachers and Godreel, Toran knew very well how naïve and ignorant he was.

However, he was also able to do what he could.

Therefore. The next moment. Toran walked up to the tower at the top of the outpost. Standing with several of the sharpshooters at the Baili Outpost, they began to bend their bows and arrows.

And for Tolang, these marksmen did not have the slightest contempt.

In the previous fight, Toran had proven himself.

Not only is the archery skills outstanding, but also the fighting spirit.

And this is completely in line with the level of the sharpshooter of the hundred-mile outpost-

Tolang bent his bow and arrows, his index finger, middle finger, and ring finger broke open the bowstring, and his special arrow was firmly stuck on the bowstring.

Boom!

As Tolang's three fingers loosened. The fluttering of the bowstring.

The arrow struck its target like a meteor: the eye of an armored beast.

"Well done!"

The sharpshooters around them chanted.

Then, not to be outdone, the selector targeted.

The targets chosen by the Marksmen are clear: they are all heavily armoured, powerful, but slightly slow-moving alien beasts such as the Armored Beasts.

And where they hit, too, is clear: eyes!

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

One by one, the arrows burst through the air.

And the attacking beasts in the army of alien beasts in the distance let out a miserable roar one after another, and then vented their anger furiously around, making the tide-like army of alien beasts ripple.

Seeing the strange appearance of the alien beast army, the soldiers in the outpost cheered loudly, and then, scrambling to pull the bowstring of the ballista. The catapult was relocated.

For a time, the morale of the soldiers at the Baili outpost was greatly shaken.

But......

This situation lasted less than a minute. As the ground trembled, and a behemoth emerged from the sand in the distance, the Baili outpost fell silent.

"What's that?"

"Sea monster?!"

"Why can sea monsters walk on sand?"

……

There was an exclamation, and Torang's hand holding the bow tightened, it was a sea monster.

A sea monster that can easily sink a warship.

Torang, who had fought against the sea monster, couldn't help but have a dry throat, and his whole body was a little weak.

Fear!

Even though Torang tried to restrain himself, his body still couldn't help but tremble.

"Calm down!"

With these words, a powerful palm covered his shoulder, and Toran looked back to see that his teacher, Gedrell, had appeared behind him at some point.

"This is the work of those guys?"

Gedrel's face sank like water.

The conversation with Dicator gave him some information.

Even if it was only a few words, it was enough for Gedrel to guess.

"This is what it should be!"

Dicatol's voice became more and more gloomy, and his face was even more gloomy.

Although he is the secret agent of Lua City, Dicator is not able to control the entire Lua City in the true sense, which is something that only a lord can do.

However, guessing some things based on some information, Dicator can still do it.

Of course, doing so would make the lord feel displeased.

Otherwise, there would not have been a scene of him in the Ruya City Lord's Mansion.

Although he had discovered it by accident, the lord to whom he was loyal was still unwilling to let him go.

If it weren't for Dean's presence, he would have died long ago.

Dicator never doubted the ruthlessness of the lord to whom he was loyal.

"Let's shoot together, otherwise the hundred-mile outpost will be finished!"

Gedrell said.

"Okay!"

Dicator nodded.

Then, the two of them were full of battle energy, and rushed towards the land sea monster like arrows from the string - the two would never let the land sea monster get one step closer to the hundred-mile outpost.

With the strength and huge size of the sea monster, once it gets close to the hundred-mile outpost.

As Gedrel said, the Hundred Mile Outpost is coming to an end.

Like the fog of the night, Dicator held a long sword and a short sword in each hand, like a dancer, around the landing sea monster, shuttling between each other's . Touch. Between his hands, he left one scar after another on the opponent's body, causing the land monster to roar again and again, and kept launching more powerful attacks.

But. Dicator flashed them one by one with ease.

And this time. Gedrell, who had been preparing for a long time, made a move. The scorching flame-like battle qi attached to Gedrel's body, and Gedrel, who burst out with 200% combat power, crashed into the back of the sea monster's head like a meteor.

Poof!

The hard scales didn't stop it in the slightest, and it just made Gedrel fall into it.

Especially the war halberd, even when Gedrell's arms turned, the brain of the land sea monster was confused.

Bang!

The land is strange like a collapsed mountain. It was dumped on the desert, bringing up a cloud of smoke and dust.

Dicator sheathed his sword and stood side by side with the beast-blooded Godreel, who let out a long roar with an excited fist.

It seems to be venting frustration.

And the Baili outpost in the distance was cheering constantly.

They were all shocked and applauded by the seamless cooperation and powerful damage of Dicator and Gedrell.

"That's amazing!"

Tolang's eyes widened.

The sharpshooters on the side were smiling, they knew something inside - Dicatol's relationship with their sentry chief was far less bad than the outside world imagined.

Even, in a sense, intimacy is not an exaggeration.

After all, the two were comrades-in-arms.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

And just when the Baili outpost was cheering and cheering. Bursts of crackling sound appeared from the desert in the distance, and huge figures were one after another. It's like mushrooms after a rain.

Land sea monsters!

A terrestrial sea monster that is the same as before!

But not one, but hundreds!

"How is that possible?!"

Toran couldn't help but exclaim.

The sharpshooters around him were also shocked.

The ordinary soldiers were in a panic, and the civilians who were evacuating in the distance were naturally becoming more and more unbearable.

"Those damn guys!"

Gedrell roared.

"Damn it!"

Dicator continued.

Everything in front of them was undoubtedly the arrangement of those behind-the-scenes manipulators, simple but effective, and ruthless - they wanted to wipe out everyone, including the hundred-mile outpost.

"Dying on the battlefield is where the warrior belongs - I will die as I deserve!"

Gedrel took a deep breath and said word by word.

Dicatol, on the other hand, was silent, and only turned to look at the civilians in the distance.

Gedrel followed Dicatol's gaze.

In the ranks of civilians, the men once again stepped out and stood in front of their wives, parents, and children.

And the women pulled the children, and led the old people to cry and pray in a low voice.

"God, have mercy on us once more!"

"Your Crown, please come to your glory once more!"

……

"Does this work? Once is already a miracle! How could there be a second time? ”

Gedrel asked rhetorically.

"A miracle is a miracle precisely because it is not possible to happen again...... It happened! ”

Dicator said, gesturing to the sky.

Gedrel subconsciously looked up-

The moon is vast and empty.

A figure with outstretched wings appeared in front of the bright moon, and a trace of thunder and lightning wrapped around the metal-like wings, with a rich coldness, descending to the world like a moon god.

Straight into the horde of land sea monsters.

Then, the people of Rirol, who had never experienced winter and had never seen snow or ice, saw ice and snow for the first time in their lives.

Dean walked on tiptoe in the sand, white frost following him like his most loyal follower.

When white frost replaced the original color of the sand, the battle at the Hundred Mile Outpost ended.

People watched all this in amazement.

Dicator and Gedrel were also stunned for more than ten seconds before they breathed a sigh of relief.

And just as the two of them breathed, the cheers erupted from the civilians.

The voice of the original prayer became louder and louder.

The expression on his face became more and more religious.

More 'power of faith' began to pour into Dean's body.

And so much 'power of faith' made the 'Demon Dragon Prison' deep in Dean's body tremble slightly.

Dean noticed this anomaly immediately.

His attention was instantly focused.

PS Second Update~

Lamb soup in the evening! Sheep soup!

Decadence is going to drink mutton soup!!

I've been putting up with it for a long time!

So, this chapter is timed!

Thanks to the prodigal son wandering in the four seas, turtle0920200 starting coins for the reward, Bengbu Black Night 100 starting coins for the reward, the wind and dust, the strengthened Batlets, and the 10 starting coins of the underworld immortal for the reward~~~ Decadence bows again and thanks to everyone's support~~~ (To be continued......)