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136: Chapter 136 The Information Was Incorrect

Shen Xun'er listened quietly to Wang Sheng's right, a hint of gravity flashing in the Moonlight Priestess's moist, almond-shaped eyes.

She spoke softly: "Zhao Mang signed the contract at the cost of the lives of all the women in the Bright Tribe; the Shadow Clan will not easily give up this price.

Even if we strike first to take out Zhao Mang's vanguard, the Shadow Clan will simply support the next hired thug.

The real enemy is not Zhao Mang, but the Shadow Clan."

"But this time, we will not sit and wait for death." Wang Sheng's voice was calm and firm, full of confidence.

"We are the Bright Tribe.

We have the city walls, barracks, Cultivation Tower, Star-Moon Protective Shield, thirty Holy Light Cavalry, five members of the Light and Shadow Legion, as well as the Rainstorm Archer, Frost Mage, Spirit Sound Master, Nature Druid, and Moonlight Priestess.

Five hundred and twenty-six people, and a Chief at Tier 2 Barbarian General.

Zhao Mang wants to use the lives of all the women in the Bright Tribe as a bargaining chip."

Golden spiritual energy ignited in his fist, the golden fire dancing slightly in his palm.

"Then I will make sure he cannot even step out of the threshold of his own tribe."

He turned around and looked at the face of everyone in the meeting hall.

Shen Xun'er's moonlight was gentle, Frost Mage Lin Shiyun's frost was cold and sharp, Su Mengyao's nature was gentle, Zhao Linger's spirit sound was firm, Murong Xue's holy light was sharp, and Liu Ruyan's shadow was like smoke.

Six faces, six colors, six powers, all gathered into his golden spiritual energy.

"Heavenly Strategist Shangguan Xuan, formulate a preemptive strategy."

"Zhao Linger, continue monitoring the communication between the Shadow Clan and Zhao Mang."

"Liu Ruyan, the Light and Shadow Legion will gather intelligence on Zhao Mang's vanguard from the shadows."

"Murong Xue, the Holy Light Cavalry must be ready to strike at any time."

"Shen Xun'er, apply Moonlight Blessing to the entire tribe to ensure the spiritual energy recovery rate of every tribesman."

"Frost Mage Lin Shiyun, reinforce the frost defense line; the Lingxi River ferry crossing is the most likely point for Zhao Mang to cross."

"Su Mengyao, reinforce the spirit fields and defenses; the Nature Trap in the Spirit Garden must cover the entire area outside the south gate."

His voice echoed in the meeting hall, the golden spiritual energy of a Tier 2 Barbarian General giving every word an unshakable weight.

The six powers resonated quietly within the marital link; moonlight white and frost blue... the six colors converged in the golden holy light to become the most scorching and firm light.

Liu Ruyan nodded slightly from a corner of the shadows, a flash of quiet determination passing through her smoky, misty eyes.

The formation of the Light and Shadow Legion, the awakening of Stealth Affinity, and the unlocking of the Light-Shadow Combination Attack all pointed in the same direction.

She was no longer a quiet existence in the shadows; she was the sharpest claw of the Bright Tribe.

From the day she transmigrated, she had been silently watching Wang Sheng from the shadows.

From discovering traces of the Shadow Clan at the Myriad Races Market to finding intelligence on the insider during the Beast Tide, and from destroying the Shadow Eye to standing in front of Wang Sheng in the ruins, every step she took was in the darkest places, guarding the brightest light.

And now, the formation of the Light and Shadow Legion had turned her protection from the shadow of one person into a force of shadows.

A flash of firm determination passed through Zhao Linger's round eyes after a moment of gravity, and the Spirit Sound Master's fingers tightened slightly on the communication spirit stone:

"I will continue to monitor the communication between the Shadow Clan and Zhao Mang and report any unusual activity immediately."

Her voice echoed in the meeting hall, the frequency of Spirit Sound Affinity vibrating quietly in the air.

Moonlit night.

Wang Sheng stood on the city wall of the Bright Tribe, the golden spiritual energy of a Tier 2 Barbarian General flowing slowly within him, causing his eyes to shimmer in the moonlight.

The spiritual lamps on the city wall emitted a warm yellow light in the moonlight, the sound of the flowing Lingxi River was clearly audible below the wall, and the shadows of the Savage Beast Forest flowed quietly in the moonlight.

Occasionally, the roar of a Savage Beast could be heard from the other side of the Lingxi River, but it was blocked out by the spiritual energy barrier of the city wall.

Below the city wall, the Holy Light Cavalry was undergoing night training under the leadership of Murong Xue.

Silver light streaked across the training ground, the sound of the Barbarian Horned Horse's hooves rhythmic and powerful in the moonlight.

Murong Xue's silver armor shimmered with white-gold light in the moonlight, and the Holy Light Knight's posture while wielding the spear was dashing and heroic.

Her silver ponytail fluttered in the moonlight, and every spear strike carried the spiritual energy of a Level 5 Barbarian Warrior, carving the sharpest silver arcs in the moonlight.

In a dark corner next to the barracks, the five members of the Light and Shadow Legion were training in stealth under the leadership of Liu Ruyan, the dark purple Savage Beast silk appearing and disappearing in the shadows.

Liu Ruyan stood in the depths of the dark corner, the Phantom Dagger flipping between her fingers, the quietest blade in the shadows flashing and vanishing in the moonlight.

The dark purple Savage Beast silk combat suit flowed with the quietest shadows on her, her slender waist rotating slightly under the waist armor, and her full curves rising and falling slightly under the combat suit as the Phantom Dagger flipped.

By the Lingxi River, Su Mengyao was cultivating a new batch of spirit fields, the emerald-green Power of Nature flowing in the moonlight like the gentlest dream of the Savage Lands.

Her emerald-green hair cascaded into an emerald waterfall in the moonlight, and the moonlight rose bloomed quietly in the Spirit Garden, the dew on its petals shimmering with the gentlest light in the moonlight.

Shen Xun'er walked to his side, the Moonlight Priestess's moist, almond-shaped eyes filled with a smile as gentle as the moonlight.

Her silver-white hair cascaded into a silver waterfall in the moonlight, and her Savage Beast silk inner robe glimmered with a moon-white light.

Her hand grasped his; the moonlight grasped the firmest iron of the Savage Lands.

"The tribesmen in our tribe have increased a lot compared to before." She said softly, as silent as moonlight falling on the surface of the Lingxi River but illuminating everything.

"There will be even more in the future, right?"

"Hmm." Wang Sheng gripped her hand tightly, golden spiritual energy flowing warmly in his palm.

"But no matter how many people there are, you will always be my First Lady; thank you for your hard work in managing the tribe."

Tears shimmered in Shen Xun'er's moist, almond-shaped eyes, the finest ripples on the surface of the Lingxi River under the moonlight.

She did not speak, simply resting her head gently on his shoulder.

Golden spiritual energy flowed quietly in their clasped hands, moonlight white and golden holy light merging in their palms, flowing warmly and quietly.

At the other end of the city wall, Zhao Linger's voice came through the communication spirit stone.

But this time, it was not a routine Spirit Sound report, but an unprecedentedly urgent and grave one.

"Wang Sheng! Spirit Sound detection has picked it up! Zhao Mang's Blood Wolf Tribe, it's not five hundred people, it's one thousand!

The previous detection was interfered with by the Shadow Clan; the real force is twice what I previously detected!"

Wang Sheng's fist slowly tightened, surging golden spiritual energy igniting in his fist.

"And." Zhao Linger took a deep breath, her round eyes filled with the deepest gravity.

"Zhao Mang's vanguard is not Chief Shi Ba.

It is the Shadow Clan; they have directly sent ten Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan warriors as Zhao Mang's vanguard.

Zhao Mang... and the Shadow Clan, it is no longer just a contractual relationship.

Zhao Mang has become an agent of the Shadow Clan."

In the moonlight, Wang Sheng stood on the city wall of the Bright Tribe.

Robust golden spiritual energy flowed slowly within him, the six powers of the marital link resonating quietly within the spiritual energy.

Below the city wall, the silver light of the Holy Light Cavalry streaked through the moonlight, the dark purple Savage Beast silk of the Light and Shadow Legion appeared and disappeared in the shadows, and Su Mengyao's emerald-green Power of Nature flowed by the Lingxi River in the moonlight.

Liu Ruyan walked out silently from the shadows of the city wall.

The dark purple Savage Beast silk combat suit glimmered in the moonlight, her slender waist small enough to be grasped in one hand under the Savage Beast silk, her full curves standing proudly under the combat suit, and her long legs appearing and disappearing under the cover of the Savage Beast silk.

Moonlight spilled onto her, the dark purple Savage Beast silk casting a faint purple luster in the silvery-white moonlight.

The tailoring of the combat suit outlined every inch of her body's curves more clearly in the moonlight.

The crescent shape of the shoulder armor looked like the sharpest arc in the shadows in the moonlight, the waist armor cinched her slender waist into the most elegant willow branch under the moon, and the hem of the combat suit fluttered slightly in the night wind.

The curve of her thighs flashed and vanished under the fluttering Savage Beast silk, and her fair skin appeared and disappeared between the dark purple Savage Beast silk and the silvery-white moonlight.

She walked to Wang Sheng's side, standing in the shadows behind him, the Phantom Dagger flipping between her fingers, the blade flashing and vanishing in the moonlight.

"The shadow will not leave the light." Her voice was soft but firm, a quiet vow in the shadows.

Shen Xun'er watched Liu Ruyan walk out of the shadows, a flash of gentleness and understanding that only she herself understood passing through the Moonlight Priestess's moist, almond-shaped eyes.

She gently released Wang Sheng's hand and stepped back half a step, the moonlight yielding the gentlest boundary of the shadow.

In the moonlight, the city wall of the Bright Tribe was the firmest shield in the Savage Lands.

But outside the city wall, in the shadows of the Savage Lands, a war more dangerous than the Beast Tide was approaching.

Zhao Mang's one-thousand-man Blood Wolf Tribe, the ten Savage General Rank 1 Shadow Clan vanguards, and Ying Wuyue waiting in the dark for the most fatal opportunity.

The Shadow Clan was not conquering the Central Wasteland Region; they were executing the will of the Demon God's remnant soul.

Zhao Mang was just a pawn in their hands, and the women of the Bright Tribe were just the price of their sacrifice.

But Wang Sheng was no longer the transmigrator who looked around in confusion in the Mist Valley at the beginning.

The spiritual energy of a Tier 2 Barbarian General surged within his body, Light Wing Flight allowed him to overlook the battlefield from a hundred meters in the air, Holy Light Judgment dealt triple damage to the Shadow type, and the light-dark complementary marital link allowed the holy light and phantom to form the most perfect complement, with the power of his six wives resonating quietly within the marital link.

Inside the city wall, Shen Xun'er's Moonlight Blessing covered the entire tribe, Frost Mage Lin Shiyun's frost defense line guarded the city wall, and Su Mengyao's spirit fields and Nature Trap built the most solid rear.

Outside the city wall, there was Murong Xue's Holy Light Cavalry charging, Liu Ruyan's Light and Shadow Legion assassinating, and Zhao Linger's Spirit Sound detection providing the most accurate intelligence.

Golden spiritual energy ignited in Wang Sheng's fist, the golden fire dancing in the moonlight, illuminating the texture of every Savage Beast skin stone brick on the city wall.

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