Chapter 924 Give Me More to Drink
Chapter 924 Give me more to drink
Because most of these Zhenlingwei who are doing some simple tasks alone in special times only have spirits with platinum-level strength, they can be regarded as non-staff personnel of Zhenlingwei.
The core members of Zhenlingwei usually form a small team to wander through the dimensional cracks opened in each hole.
It would take a long time for a Zhen Lingwei who only possessed a platinum-level spirit to run out of the range of the second-level swamp dimensional crack to deliver a message.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan clenched his fists tightly.
At this time, the only entrance to Mopan Town, which is the city wall where Lin Yuan, Zhang Xiaobai and others fought bloody battles, was standing hundreds of Reiki professionals.
Most of these aura professionals have one or two spiritual creatures standing in front of them.
The strength of the spiritual objects in front of the aura professionals varies. The stronger ranks are in the gold rank and silver ranks, and the weaker ranks are in the copper rank elite rank and even ordinary ranks.
At this time, these people were solemn, but they all carried a sense of pride to defend Mopan Town to the death.
It's just that the faces of the three people standing at the forefront of the crowd are very ugly.
One of these three people is the president of the Mopan Town Guild Union Branch who has a gold-ranked spiritual object, and the other is Zhenlingwei who has just sent a message to the outside world and hurried back to help guard Mopan Town.
In front of the town spirit guard were two four-meter-long mighty lions with thick manes and blue beast faces.
The roars from the mouths of the two platinum-level fifth-level epic-quality blue-faced lions from time to time boosted the morale of the aura professionals behind them.
But Zhen Lingwei, who has two green-faced lions, has a few drops of cold sweat rolling down his forehead from time to time, falling on the fertile black soil in early spring in Mopan Town.
The cold sweat did not splash the slightest splash, but was absorbed by the black soil.
As Zhen Lingwei, Zhao Xu knew how terrifying the crack in the second dimension was.
The second-level dimensional rift is not like the first-level dimensional rift that will only drop a few third-level dimensional creatures.
The number of third-dimensional creatures poured down from the second-dimensional crack is enough to be as high as hundreds, and more than five fourth-dimensional creatures will tilt down at the same time.
If there are marsh crocodiles among the lowered fourth-level dimensional creatures, I am afraid that the blue-faced lion that is contracted by him will have no chance of winning against the fourth-level marsh crocodile.
What's more, there is no such thing as a one-on-one fight in the dimensional tide of creatures.
Facing the tide of creatures, before his two blue-faced lions had time to charge, they would be twisted to pieces by the death rolls of hundreds of third-level marsh crocodiles.
Unless there is a miracle in this battle, there is no possibility of victory at all.
But the reason why a miracle is called a miracle, and where is it so easy to appear?
However, Zhao Xu didn't regret his determination to go back here to guard Mopan town with everyone, knowing that there was nothing he could do.
Because of Zhao Xu's mission as Zhen Lingwei, and the radiant light in his heart, Zhao Xu was not allowed to take a step back.
The courage of this sense of mission made Zhao Xu's pale face reveal a touch of heroism and determination.
Zhao Xu looked sideways at the old president of the Mopan town branch of the trade union alliance and said.
"Old president, have you sprinkled the blood I just gave you around the entrance of the Survivor Fortress built underground by the Guild Alliance in Mopan Town?"
The old president nodded and said.
"Master Zhao Xu, according to your instructions, old man, I have already sprinkled the can of blood extracted from the body of the fifth-level marsh crocodile around the entrance of the survivor's fortress."
Zhao Xu finally showed a trace of relief on his pale face when he heard the words.
The Survivor Fortress is an underground structure that will be built in any small town in the Glorious Federation where humans live.
Women and children in Mopan Town and ordinary people who have no fighting ability will hide in the survivors' fortress when encountering such natural disasters.
Survivor Bastion was not built to create a paradise isolated from the world, but to use strong fortifications to hold out for a period of time during natural disasters.
Thus waiting for the assistance of Zhenlingwei and Denglongwei.
Facing a natural disaster of the scale of the second-level swamp dimensional tide, the Survivor Fortress in Mopan Town couldn't stop it for even five minutes.
Dimensional creatures have a strong ability to sense the breath of life. If everyone hides in the Survivor Fortress, the Survivor Fortress will immediately be surrounded by a tide of second-level swamp creatures.
In the case of being attacked from all sides, everyone inside will become a delicacy for the swamp dimensional creatures.
Therefore, the most important thing to prevent the tide of swamp dimensional creatures from directly attacking the Survivor Fortress is to arrange fortifications under the stone wall of Mopan Town.
Zhao Xu only hoped that his little manpower could hold off the tide of second-level swamp creatures for a while longer.
Even if those swamp dimensional creatures who killed themselves and others found the survivor's fortress, they would be afraid of the level five marsh crocodile essence blood sprinkled around the survivor's fortress.
The blood essence of the fifth-level marsh crocodile should be able to delay for a while.
Anyway, I have passed the news to Zhenling Division, and Zhenlingwei and Denglongwei will definitely be able to arrive at Mopan Town within an hour of receiving the news.
It's just how people like himself can delay the time, but it has become a problem that Zhao Xu is currently facing.
If the torrent of life can't build a protective barrier in the end!
So how can the souls of the spiritual practitioners behind me who are guarding Mopan Town's wife and children be at peace?
Zhao Xu only hated himself for being too weak.
If you don't have two platinum-ranked blue-faced lions, but two diamond-ranked blue-faced lions.
Then as long as the defense line is tightened, two diamond-ranked blue-faced lions can block the town's entrance, at least ten minutes can be delayed.
At this moment, Zhao Xu only heard a male duck beside him shouting.
"Drink, give me more."
"Otherwise, not only will you not have gray beetles to eat, you will even have no horses."
Zhao Xu only felt that this voice was full of Zaan's smell everywhere.
However, Zhao Xu also admired the young man beside him from the bottom of his heart.
As a Reiki professional of the healing department, when the crisis came and he went to deliver the news to the Zhenling Division, the young man and the old president had already led the crowd to form a battle outside Mopan Town.
Even the Survivor Bastion is well arranged.
Zhao Xu saw this healing spiritual energy professional named Liu Lang pointing to the fifth bucket in front of him and talking to a big bald bird.
"Tell me, when you were a spitting turtledove, you could drink at least three buckets of water."
"Now that it has evolved into a salivary turtledove, why can't it even drink the fifth bucket of water?"
The salivary river turtledove quacked aggrievedly, belching out a mouthful of water every time it screamed.
Seeing the water burped out by the salivary river turtledove, Liu Lang jumped anxiously.
These waters are life-saving things on the battlefield for a while, how can they belch out just by belching?
Liu Lang said hastily.
"If you don't drink, don't drink, stop talking!"
The Salivary River Turtle Dove patted the big bucket with its wings aggrievedly.
The Salihe Turtledove just couldn't speak, or else the Salihe Turtledove would have hit Liu Lang on the head and roared.
Second update.