664: Join the Mobile Squad

As Yang Daoming spoke, everyone in the field dispersed and returned to their respective legions.

Only Wang Chen remained, somewhat at a loss.

The Fierce Tiger Legion was stationed in the Huiguang World, and as a commander of a thousand-man squad, he truly didn't know where to go now.

Besides, even if he could go back now, he didn't want to; what was the point of guarding the Huiguang World? It wasn't as exciting as fighting the Blood Clan.

“Marshal Yang, I…”

Wang Chen scratched his head, looking inquiringly at Yang Daoming.

“What are you standing around for?”

“Come with me.”

Seeing through Wang Chen's little thoughts at a glance, Yang Daoming smiled and waved his hand.

“At the beginning of this war, we already held an absolute advantage. Saint Zhang Dingguo, with the national luck stone tablet, killed the Blood Clan Progenitor and shattered the Blood Clan's Blood River.”

“It can be said that we broke the Blood Clan's Foundation at the very beginning.”

“In the upcoming war, our only task left is to eliminate all remaining Blood Clan members, capture cities and territories, and completely occupy the entire Blood Clan World.”

On the way to the command post, Yang Daoming briefly introduced the current situation to Wang Chen.

After listening, Wang Chen was greatly shocked.

Even with just a few short sentences, he could feel the danger and intensity of the battle between the Saint and the Blood Clan Progenitor.

However…

“national luck stone tablet?”

Wang Chen thought of the ancient and heavy stone tablet he had seen when he joined the Hidden Dragon List.

At that time, the stone tablet felt extraordinary to him, but he never expected that a Saint combined with this national luck stone tablet could unleash combat power comparable to the 11th Stage.

“That's right, the national luck stone tablet is a heavy weapon forged by the entire nation of Dragon Country!”

“Its power has reached the point where it can change the world.”

Seeing Wang Chen lost in thought because of the national luck stone tablet, Yang Daoming smiled and said:

“You must have heard of your Blazing Dragon University's war fortress before. Compared to the national luck stone tablet, the difference between that war fortress and this is like a firefly and a bright moon.”

“That terrifying?”

Wang Chen was startled by the words.

He only had a superficial understanding of the national luck stone tablet, but he was very familiar with the war fortress.

That building, which stood in the center of Blazing Dragon University as if to pierce the sky, was it.

Every time Wang Chen observed this teaching building up close, he would feel an ancient and heavy Aura.

The marks of knives and axes covering its surface made him feel as if he could smell blood and fire.

The war fortress, originally named Yanlong Fortress!

It was one of the nine great national heavy weapons of the Dragon Country, a national heavy weapon forged with the painstaking efforts of thousands upon thousands of people during the dark age of the will of the heavens's revival.

It once stood in the Myriad Heavens Battlefield for hundreds of years, possessing unfathomable great power.

It wasn't until Dragon Country and Blue Star established themselves in the Myriad Heavens Battlefield and gained a firm foothold among the myriad races that the Yanlong Fortress was withdrawn from the Myriad Heavens Battlefield as a Foundation, guarding Dragon Country in a different way.

And now Yang Daoming said that such a powerful Yanlong Fortress, compared to the national luck stone tablet, had a difference like a firefly and a bright moon.

This made Wang Chen somewhat unable to imagine how strong the national luck stone tablet would be.

Perhaps, even a Nine Revolution or an ordinary 10th Rank would be as tiny as dust before it.

“Alright, you'll have a chance to see it in the future. Save your surprise for then.”

Seeing Wang Chen's expression, Yang Daoming smiled and patted his shoulder:

“With your current strength, going to an ordinary legion would be a waste of your talent. From now on, you'll stay by my side and be assigned to the joint army's mobile squad.”

“This squad is composed of experts drawn from Dawn Fortress. Oh, and your Senior Brother Bai Ziting is also among them.”

“Isn't Senior Brother in seclusion?”

Hearing his Senior Brother's name, Wang Chen was a little surprised.

He remembered that when he went to the Huiguang World after the New Year, his master said that his Senior Brother was in seclusion to break through to Nine Revolution. Now, less than two months have passed, and he succeeded in his breakthrough?

“Lin Feng didn't even tell you about such a big matter?”

“That guy's ambition is growing bigger and bigger now.”

Seeing Wang Chen looking confused, Yang Daoming couldn't help but feel speechless about Lin Feng.

“Before you returned from the Huiguang World, Bai Ziting had already successfully broken through to Nine Revolution, but the news wasn't announced to the public because of the preparations for this great war.”

“It's that Lin Feng fellow, he didn't even tell you about such a big thing the last time you met.”

Yang Daoming explained, with a hint of dissatisfaction towards Lin Feng in his tone.

Hearing his words, Wang Chen kept a straight face and didn't dare to respond.

Marshal Yang had a high seniority; Master Lin Feng was a junior in front of him, and he, as a disciple, was an even younger junior. It was better to just listen obediently.

“We're here.”

As they spoke, the two arrived at the command center. Yang Daoming pointed to the giant teleportation channel in the distance that almost pierced through heaven and earth.

“Soon, our entire army will enter the teleportation channel. You, kid, will have a good show to watch later.”

“I have summoned the magic technology legion for support. At that time, you will see how powerful the combination of the extraordinary and technology can be.”

Yang Daoming said mysteriously.

The power of the combination of the extraordinary and technology?

This made Wang Chen feel a sense of anticipation.

…

…

After parting ways with Yang Daoming, Wang Chen, led by a soldier, arrived at the mobile squad's station.

The mobile squad had a small number of people, only twenty.

However, these twenty people were all extremely strong. The weakest among them exuded the Aura of an Eight-Turn Peak.

The strongest, moreover, had three who reached Nine Revolution.

Bai Ziting was one of them.

Upon arriving here, Wang Chen found that the atmosphere in the mobile squad was not at all solemn as it usually was before a major battle; instead, it was somewhat skewed.

Philip was surrounded by everyone, his face contorted in a constipated expression as he received everyone's ridicule.

Beside him, Jiang Tianhao kept fanning the flames: “Philip, you made a bold claim in front of Marshal Yang and the various Kings, swearing to do a handstand if you failed. Why are you backing out now? You, the number one Eight-Turn of Eagle Country, wouldn't be that weak, would you?”

“Get lost, get lost! When did I ever say that? Did you get brain damage during the spatial teleportation?”

Philip was full of frustration, stubbornly refusing to admit it.

This directly caused everyone to burst into laughter.

“Philip, do you dare to say that with a clear conscience? So many people present heard it at the time. It's a bit unreasonable for you to deny it now!”

“Exactly, exactly! Why are you shy? Hurry up and show us your unique skill!”

“Hehe, although Wang Chen, the person involved, isn't here, his Senior Brother is right here. Do you want to be proactive, or should I let Old Bai beat it out of you?”

Everyone spoke one after another, almost making Philip shut down.

When Wang Chen entered and saw this scene, he even suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

Is this the mobile squad, known as the most elite unit of the joint army? They look so unreliable!