94: Chapter 94 Tonight, shall we rest?

Just think about it, a hundred-man sniper squad capable of seeing through obstacles, jumping freely through shadows, and firing unpredictable, terrain-ignoring space crystal arrows...

It would be enough to keep any enemy commander awake at night and render sturdy fortifications useless!

"Too powerful! Arrows that ignore protection and can traverse space... just thinking about it is frightening!"

Lin Tian couldn't help but sigh in admiration, his face full of the joy of discovering a Treasure Trove. He looked at the Void Hunting Ranger who had just completed the evolution and was feeling its brand-new power with some confusion, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Success! Although the Fusion adaptability might not be as perfect as the previous two, this effect... is exactly another kind of 'sharpness' we need!"

Lin Tian turned to look at Lin Yin and Lin Feng, his voice slightly high-pitched with excitement, "Lin Yin, have the remaining ninety-nine sisters come forward one by one! Lin Feng, have everyone step back and maintain vigilance!"

"Yes!" A flash of surprise and understanding also crossed Lin Yin's eyes, as if she realized the terror of this new troop type, and she immediately gave the command as instructed.

Lin Feng waved his hand to have the Golden Armored Spearmans retreat further, leaving room for the potential recurrence of spatial fluctuations.

The subsequent Fusion process proceeded methodically.

Although each Fusion triggered small-scale spatial distortion anomalies, with Lin Tian's gained experience and more careful control, they were all completed successfully.

When the last space crystal was exhausted and the final wisp of spatial fluctuation subsided, there were ninety-nine more Void Ranger on the training ground, possessing a mysterious aura and holding stringless Void Realm bows.

A full hundred Intermediate Epic-grade Void Ranger, possessing eerie spatial abilities, stood in formation solemnly.

Lin Tian stood on the high platform, overlooking this newly born "ghost" troop under his command that would be a massive headache for any opponent, his heart filled with soaring pride.

The Golden Armored Spearmans were the spearhead for breaking through defenses, the Pale Moon Hunters were the nature's wrath controlling the battlefield, and these Void Ranger were the Void Realm stings hiding in the shadows, killing with a single strike!

His Lin Tian City, after acquiring indestructible walls and a foundation for people's livelihood, was having its "spearhead" of combat power refined by him with various precious resources, becoming increasingly diverse, sharp, and lethal.

"Today, the harvest far exceeded expectations!" Lin Tian laughed aloud, his voice echoing in the night sky, "New warriors, familiarize yourselves with your new powers! In the future, the glory and safety of Lin Tian City will need your arrows to defend!"

"Swear loyalty to our Lord unto death!" Below the platform, the nine hundred elites who had completed their transformation, along with the surrounding guards, roared in unison, their voices soaring to the heavens, as if even the starlight were to be shaken.

The night was like ink, quietly staining the expanded Lin Tian City.

The three new elite troop types—the Golden Armored Spearmans, Pale Moon Hunters, and Void Ranger—had settled into their respective barracks, but the excitement and eagerness to fight after just obtaining powerful strength still flowed invisibly like ripples through the silent camp.

The night wind, carrying the chill of late autumn, brushed against his cheeks, also bringing the unique scent of damp soil and rotting leaves from the depths of the distant forest.

However, unlike the previous nights, it was too quiet.

There were no familiar, irritating roars of low-level monsters; no rustling sounds of rotting dogs moving through the darkness; no dull thuds of corrupted beasts hitting the protective barrier; even the insect chirps that were usually exceptionally active at night seemed suppressed by some invisible force, appearing sparse and timid.

There was only the wailing of the wind passing through the crenellations of the city wall and the sounds of soldiers moving and talking in the camp.

This unusual, near-dead silence instead caused an unspeakable sense of vigilance and unease to rise in Lin Tian's heart.

"Something is wrong..." He furrowed his brows slightly and muttered to himself.

By common logic, even if a large army had cleared the surroundings of the territory clean during the day, given the eerie "respawn" or "gathering" characteristics of the corrupted monsters at night on the Eternal Continent, by now, many restless dark shadows should have gathered outside the protective barrier again.

He had originally planned to take advantage of tonight to let the three new troop types, which had just gained powerful strength, hunt a few monsters and collect combat data.

But right now, outside the city wall within his line of sight, in that buffer zone whose outline was illuminated by the faint shimmer of the protective barrier, there was nothing but the swaying of wild grass blown by the night wind.

"Is it because... of that roar last night?" In Lin Tian's mind, the terrifying roar that tore through the Soul and made even the Rotting Skeleton Giant Bear retreat in a panic surfaced uncontrollably.

The majesty and destructive will contained in that sound seemed to still be echoing in his ears.

"Is it the owner of that sound, driving away or... 'commanding' the low-level monsters in this area? Not allowing its subordinates to come out and move around tonight?"

Another thought emerged immediately: "Or could it be... that this is to accumulate strength for tomorrow night's beast tide... Letting the cannon fodder rest and recharge, so they can launch a more violent assault all at once?"

Thinking that tomorrow would be the seventh day since his Transmigration, the first "beast tide test" after the legendary end of the novice protection period, Lin Tian's mood became increasingly heavy.

Silence sometimes foretells a more violent storm than clamor.

To verify his guess, with a thought, he brought up the [Regional Chat Channel] visible only to Lords.

The virtual screen unfolded in the night, and countless text messages scrolled by like flowing water. In the past, whenever night fell, this place was always filled with various complaints, pleas for help, transaction information, and fearful rants about the night monsters.

After browsing quickly for a moment, Lin Tian's brows furrowed even tighter.

[Channel 78451 (Currently Online: 7012 / 10000)]

"Damn it, those rotting things outside have gathered again! So noisy!"

"Hey, I just killed a Bronze-grade corrupted hound! It dropped a black iron chest! Sweet!"

"Is there any expert selling healing potions? I'm injured, urgent!"

...

The channel was still "lively," with other Lords still dealing with the routine harassment of night monsters, trading, calling for help, showing off their results... everything was as usual.

Only his place was abnormally quiet.

"It seems that it's not that I'm hallucinating, nor have the monsters in the entire region calmed down."

Closing the channel, he cast his gaze back into the deep darkness outside the city, his eyes becoming sharp and profound, "The problem lies on my side. Or rather, it lies with that roar directed at my territory last night, and the existence it represents."

Having figured this out, the unease caused by the silence transformed into a deeper vigilance and the calmness to face the unknown.