245: Chapter 245 One Hundred Million Army
Hearing Lin Yin's description of 'the moonlight never fading, the vegetation never ceasing, and her own body never perishing...'
Lin Tian's heart first warmed, and he grinned, wanting to let out three loud laughs.
This was a guarantee of near-immortality! With such an 'undying' top-tier combat power by his side, wouldn't he be able to walk horizontally through the world from now on?
But halfway through the grin, it seemed to get stuck on something, freezing on his face.
Wait... immortal and indestructible?
His brain buzzed as he suddenly remembered the decay and madness, seemingly from endless ages ago, that he had felt when clashing with that eerie will in the contamination alternate dimension.
That thing also seemed to be some kind of existence that was difficult to completely obliterate, even capable of wrestling with the 'Heavenly Dao' and remaining entangled for countless years.
"If that damn thing... is also at this 'immortal and indestructible' level, or perhaps even earlier and more bizarre..."
The slight, floaty smugness Lin Tian felt due to Lin Yin's evolution was instantly doused by a bucket of ice water, leaving him sober and even a bit fearful.
The smile on his face faded, his fingers unconsciously tapped the tabletop, and his gaze became deep.
Power is a good thing, but one must never be blinded by it.
That agent of the source of pollution called 'Karl', and the deeper darkness behind him, were clearly not things that could be easily settled by one or two 'undying' units.
The road ahead was still treacherous, perhaps even beyond imagination.
"I mustn't get cocky. Stay steady, I must stay steady."
He muttered to himself, shaking his head vigorously to suppress the impetuousness that had just cropped up.
Lin Yin's evolution was a massive advantage, but it should be the confidence to act cautiously rather than an excuse to charge ahead recklessly.
After completely wiping out the main forces of the Orc Alliance and occupying their headquarters, the 'Roaring Capital', the subsequent matters followed naturally.
Standing upon the noble yet bloody throne that originally belonged to the Grand Chieftain of the Orc Alliance, Lin Tian surveyed this massive city filled with a primitive aura yet piled with centuries of Orc accumulation, and stroked his chin.
"This place has a good location; it's big enough and sturdy enough."
He patted the armrest of the throne, carved from some unknown bone, which emitted a dull thud.
"The aesthetic is a bit lacking, though—smells like raw meat and sheep. Tearing it down to rebuild is too much trouble, but it can be used with some modifications."
He waved his hand and gave orders to the generals who had followed him in:
"From now on, this will be our third foothold in the Southern Realm! As for the name... let's call it 'Linxuan City'! Lin Tian, Lindi, Linxuan—sounds like a family!"
"Lin Kong!"
He turned to the silver-haired figure.
"Same as the old rules: set up a permanent two-way teleportation gate between here and Lintian City! Make it big and stable."
"Yes, My Lord, your subordinate will attend to it immediately."
Lin Kong bowed to accept the order, his figure quietly fading as he began to survey the construction nodes.
Lin Tian left behind thirty million elites to garrison Linxuan City, responsible for clearing out remaining enemies, organizing city defenses, processing spoils of war, and gradually beginning the 'Human Race' transformation of the Orc-style architecture.
He himself took the evolved Lin Yin and the massive amount of resources scavenged from the Orc Alliance treasury back to his home base, Lintian City, through the newly built teleportation gate.
Returning to the familiar Lords Mansion, he looked at the mountain-like piles of various resources.
Chests of Spirit Crystals, rare magic metals, precious Demonic Beast Materials, ancient beast-hide scrolls, and even many strange items he couldn't name but which had strong energy reactions.
Lin Tian grinned so wide his teeth showed.
"I'm rich, I'm rich! As they say, a man doesn't get rich without windfall, and a horse doesn't get fat without night grass!"
He rubbed his hands together and immediately began a new round of 'squandering'.
First was the territory itself.
With sufficient resources and population, he initiated the largest expansion project in the history of Lintian City with a grand gesture.
The original towering city walls were heightened and thickened again, extending crazily in all directions!
New urban districts sprang up like bamboo shoots after rain: neatly planned streets, sturdy residential houses, shops with various functions, workshops, training grounds, warehouses...
Various Advanced buildings that he could only dream of before due to resource constraints were now turning from blueprints into reality.
The entire Lintian City was like a waking giant, beginning to expand its body once more.
When the dust of the expansion had preliminarily settled, the area of this majestic city had more than doubled!
Standing on the balcony of the newly renovated and heightened central castle and looking out, everything within sight was Lin Tian's territory and subjects, and a surge of majestic pride welled up within him.
With a bigger city, there naturally had to be more soldiers.
Lin Tian plunged into the Barracks and began a new round of 'troop spamming'.
Although he had won the recent series of battles, the losses were not small.
He directly mobilized resources to replenish and increase the total number of soldiers to one hundred million in one go!
That wasn't all; considering the powerful mobility of cavalry and the might of mass charges, he spent a fortune in resources to recruit a full fifty million Dayuan Steeds.
Next was the main event.
Lin Tian rubbed his hands, his eyes flashing with the light of 'prodigality'... no, 'investing in the future', as he activated his core talent.
"Come, come, come, my babies, it's time to eat!"
He mobilized his vast Mental Energy, taking the massive amount of Spirit Crystals accumulated from the Orc Alliance and the previous clearing of contaminated spaces to use the divine mirror of replication to copy the necessary Fusion Evolution Materials, then poured them into the phalanx of fifty million sturdy Dayuan Steeds.
The crimson light of evolution soared into the sky once more, covering half the heavens, and the scorching heat waves even caused the distant craftsmen to temporarily stop their work.
The sounds of neighing, bones popping, and muscles expanding converged into a grand symphony.
When the last glimmer of light dissipated, what appeared in their place were fifty million Dragon-Blood Steeds, their bodies covered in fine crimson scales, their four hooves burning with inextinguishable flames, exceptionally majestic and possessing a fierce aura!
After finishing this physically and mentally exhausting but incredibly fulfilling infrastructure and troop-building work, Lin Tian treated himself to a rare holiday, sleeping soundly for an entire night on the soft, large bed in the Lords Mansion.
But rest was only to prepare for the longer journey ahead.
Early the next morning, a refreshed Lin Tian once again assembled his troops. Dividing into four routes with Lin Feng, Lin Yan, and Lin Yin, they began a frantic sweep before the final deadline, guided by the 'cries for help' and 'team invitations' flying in like snowflakes from the Regional Chat Channel.
The light of teleportation lit up in various places as Lin Tian's army, like the most efficient purification machine, appeared near the territories of lords threatened by contaminated spaces or attacked by contaminated lords.
With absolute numerical superiority, they crushed all filth and distortion like dry weeds.
In the Regional Chat Channel, the legends regarding the 'Heavenly Soldiers of Lintian City' became more and more miraculous.
Lin Tian's reputation also reached a new height through these expeditions.
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