Fifth-order mother worm
When the red light shone across the entire Fortress,
all the Professionals went crazy.
"Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!"
"I've been possessed by a Celestial God!"
As soon as the Bloodthirst Art took effect, everyone felt an incredible surge of Energy,
especially those of the Magic System, whose casting speed was halved,
and their output ability greatly increased.
In less than 10 seconds, all one hundred Tank Bugs were cleared out.
Ten thousand Little Dogs rushed forward.
Before they could even get within fifty meters of the City Wall, half were already dead or injured.
As soon as the 25 seconds were up,
the effect of the Bloodthirst Art disappeared.
All the Professionals simultaneously wore expressions of profound loss.
One minute later,
all the Little Dogs were cleared out, and everyone's gaze converged on Lin Yuan.
"Was that Bloodthirst Art just now cast by Great God Lin Yuan?"
"I finally know why Great God Lin Yuan was allowed in."
"He alone increased the output of the entire Fortress's Professionals by nearly double. That's incredible!"
Ling Yi was also extremely shocked.
Under the amplification of the Bloodthirst Art, he transformed into a spell machine gun,
single-handedly eliminating nearly five thousand Little Dogs.
He contributed 2,380 Points, ranking first.
Lin Yuan was second, contributing 1,600 Points.
With one Bloodthirst Art, all the Professionals received a boost.
If it weren't for the Points from the first wave,
Ling Yi's contribution wouldn't have been comparable to Lin Yuan's at all.
In the second wave, Lin Yuan was the undisputed number one.
The other Professionals went to clean up the Battlefield, and Ling Yi gave Lin Yuan a thumbs up.
"The Bloodthirst Art is amazing."
Ling Yi had previously imagined that the amplification effect of the Bloodthirst Art would be strong, but he never expected it to be this powerful.
During the second wave of attack, the bugs couldn't even manage to rush within fifty meters of the City Wall.
If this frequency continues,
holding off nine waves of attacks definitely won't be a problem.
[The third round of attack will begin in 15 minutes]
[The Flying Dragon Warlord (Fifth-Tier) appears]
After the attack notification appeared, the Professionals who had just been cheering immediately fell silent.
Every single one of them thought they had heard wrong.
"What's going on? The BOSS for the third wave of attack is a Fifth-Tier Warlord?"
"They must have made a mistake. Shouldn't the Warlord appear in the ninth wave?"
"Appearing early, or..."
The Professionals discussed amongst themselves.
If it was the first scenario, it would be fine; it would just mean the Final Boss appeared early.
But if it was the latter,
then things would be terrible.
Ling Yi's face changed. How could he not know that the worst had happened?
"Fifth-Tier Bug Mother Body!"
The Fifth-Tier bug that appeared this time was actually the Flying Dragon Mother Body.
"It's over!"
Ling Yi felt a sense of despair.
If it were the Mother Body of other bugs, it would be easier to handle.
But they had encountered the Flying Dragon Mother Body this time.
Although the Flying Dragon has the character 'Dragon' in its name, it has nothing to do with dragons.
It looks like a giant praying mantis with a pair of wings.
As the backbone of the Bug Race, the Flying Dragon's Combat Power is exceptionally fierce.
Its attack power and Mobility are very strong, but its weakness is poor Defense.
But this doesn't prevent the Flying Dragon from being the Bug Race's trump card.
Hearing that the impending arrival was a Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon, Ling Yi immediately made a decision.
He turned his head and said to Lin Yuan,
"Lin Yuan, quickly leave the Rift now and tell General Meng the news about the appearance of the Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon Mother Body."
"Please tell General Meng that we will absolutely not let a single bug enter the Rift before all of us have died in battle."
Ling Yi was already resolved to die, but he hadn't forgotten General Meng's instructions.
Everyone else could die, but Lin Yuan must not.
Therefore, before the battle began, he needed Lin Yuan to quickly pass through the Rift.
It had just been over half an hour since Lin Yuan stepped into the Bug Nest.
He was already able to return from the Rift.
Lin Yuan didn't move his feet, his right hand stroking his chin.
He asked, "What is the situation with the Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon Mother Body?"
"Can it continuously produce Fifth-Tier bugs?"
"That's right." Ling Yi's expression was solemn. "As long as it has enough Energy, the Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon Mother Body can continuously breed Flying Dragons of Fifth-Tier and below."
When Lin Yuan heard this, he was delighted.
"There's such a good thing?"
Lin Yuan was just worrying about where to farm evolution points.
The Flying Dragon Mother Body came at the perfect time.
One Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon is fifty thousand evolution points. Farming ten of them would be five hundred thousand.
Wouldn't that provide the evolution points needed for A Li to evolve from Fifth-Tier to Sixth-Tier?
Damn,
this Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon Mother Body is a treasure; it can't be allowed to die.
I have to keep it alive,
preferably farming A'lan and Ghost up to Sixth-Tier as well.
Thinking of this, Lin Yuan was overjoyed.
"Well then, leave the message-delivering job to someone else."
"I want to stay here and see what the Flying Dragon Mother Body is all about."
Hearing that Lin Yuan wanted to stay, Ling Yi grew anxious. "Don't act on impulse."
"Your Potential is limitless. You are bound to become a Pillar Supporting the Heavens for Xia Kingdom in the future, and you absolutely cannot sacrifice yourself here for nothing."
"Listen to my advice: hurry back to the Rift now."
"Once the battle begins, there will be no way to leave."
After speaking, Ling Yi walked toward the group who came to support them from the Professionals Association.
With only five minutes left until the battle began, Ling Yi didn't have time to persuade Lin Yuan further.
He had to tell the others the news.
"Everyone."
Ling Yi's voice reached everyone's ears.
"I regret to inform everyone of something."
"We have encountered a Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon Mother Body this time."
"Those who wish to leave can do so now through the Rift. You still have three minutes."
Ling Yi was brief and concise.
He did not force anyone else to stay.
The Demon Suppression Army soldiers previously stationed at the Bug Nest Fortress did not move.
They already knew what their mission was:
Fight to the death!
The group of people from the Professionals Association who came to reinforce them reacted a bit slowly,
but not a single one chose to leave.
On the Eastern City Wall, Hu Sanming lit another cigarette.
At the same time, four teammates also exhaled white smoke from their mouths.
Hu Sanming smiled. "I never thought the ones seeing me off would be you guys."
"Not a single woman among us. What bad luck."
The youngest Mage in the team retorted, "Get lost! All of you are married, but I don't even have a partner. What a huge loss."
The few of them laughed and joked, exposing each other's secrets, not nervous at all.
The state of these few people infected the surrounding Professionals.
These Professionals were filled with heroic spirit, wanting to compete over who could kill the most bugs.
Hu Sanming, biting his cigarette, looked sideways at the others.
"Those two waves just now were appetizers. I didn't even use my full strength."
"The Fifth-Tier Flying Dragon is coming. Why don't we compete to see who deals the most damage?"
"The winner gets bragging rights."
Hu Sanming's words received responses from many Professionals.
"You think you're the only one who didn't use full strength? I haven't even used the B-rank Skill I just acquired."
"Me too! I just traded for a Gold-tier two-handed sword yesterday, and it hasn't even been unsheathed yet."
"A competition it is! Whoever loses is the Di Di and has to call the winner 'Ge'."
Lin Yuan stood on the City Wall, arms crossed over his chest.
His gaze swept over the other Professionals.
"Hmph, betting and stuff is too childish."
"Di Dis."
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