A Million Possible

Borrow soldiers!

On the plane, the sound of the engine vibrated and buzzed. Cheng Lin's face sank like water, his eyes closed, seeming to be sleepy, but in fact he was in contact with Nuwa and Ellu through his mental tentacles.

His idea is also very simple.

Even if all the cultivators in various places are concentrated, they can face that situation, but they are still understaffed.

In the face of the undead and the complex environment of the city, the strength of the army may be limited, and the most suitable is the individual with tyrannical and flexible abilities.

And the Fertile Factory controlled by Nuwa, and the Elf King Court represented by Ellu, have enough "superpowers"!

Nowadays, the passage of the spirit world to different worlds can already allow the "mid rank" cultivator to pass through, which means that it can be used as a transit to enter reality with the help of combat power units.

Although the Elven King Court has not yet recovered to its heyday, its power still cannot be underestimated.

As long as a team of elven soldiers can be borrowed from the Elf King... not too many, as long as a team of elites can also play a key role.

Of course, this is not easy.

But if Cheng Lin wanted to rely on his identity as a "divine envoy", he could still borrow some of it.

The Fertile World controlled by Nuwa is relatively simpler, but there are also problems.

One is that what Cheng Lin needs are "humanoid war soldiers." After all, if a group of monsters are sent out, it is likely to cause even greater panic. In addition, energy consumption is also a problem. War soldiers above mid-rank consume extremely fast energy and fight very well. The battery will soon run out, so Cheng Lin's plan is to make enough "Tier 3" combat units, which are more balanced.

As for the part of his hole cards that will be exposed... Cheng Lin can no longer take care of it. After all, ordinary people are facing life and death threats at all times!

Moreover, even if he is exposed, he can hold it in his current rank.

Communication didn't take much effort. Ellu quickly returned to the Elf World to negotiate with the Elf King, while Nuwa controlled the Fertile Factory to start mass production of Tier 3 humanoid soldiers.

As for Cheng Lin, he tried his best to restore his own power.

The speed of fighter jets is far beyond that of ordinary passenger jets. After an unknown period of time, Cheng Lin heard the pilot say:

"Arrival at the target location soon!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and immediately opened the "mental tentacles", passing through the metal surface of the plane, exploring downwards, and pictures came to his mind.

He chose the position of the fourth bureau.

At this moment, in front, the outline of the city has appeared on the ground, and it is constantly zooming in.

With the help of perception, Cheng Lin saw the road outside the city that seemed to be paralyzed.

A car was paralyzed on it, or rolled over, or hit, still burning with flames and emitting thick smoke.

There were blood stains on the road, and some corpses stuck on the windows of the car could be seen.

They have different clothes and different ages, and the only similarity is that they are broken, like corpses that have been eaten and bitten, and the expressions of incomparable horror remaining on their faces.

Looking ahead, it is a pale ocean of skeletons, mostly around a small community on the edge of the city, only on the highway, and there are some individuals wandering.

Looking down from the sky, the surrounding neighborhoods are already empty and no people can be seen.

But the besieged community in the center and the affiliated commercial street have completely fallen.

In those dozens of storeys tall buildings, you can see tiny figures moving in front of the windows, and the ocean-like undead underneath are struggling to climb up the building.

The local department and the army were scattered on the edge and were fighting. The gunfire continued, but steel bullets penetrated into the bones, causing unsatisfactory lethality.

Cheng Lin's eyes moved.

"Open the hatch! I'll go down from here!" Cheng Lin said with squinting eyes.

The pilot was stunned, but didn't ask too much. He just opened the hatch. Immediately, he saw Cheng Lin holding his sword. He jumped out of the plane and fell into the sea of ​​clouds!

In mid-air, Cheng Lin started the swordsmanship, but did not immediately proceed to the city location, but flew straight to the edge of the Undead Sea, a location where the battle was fierce.

...

on the ground.

A team in the Fourth Division is struggling to push forward, but the effect is minimal.

At this moment, suddenly, someone noticed the figure falling rapidly in the sky, and subconsciously raised the psionic firearm. Immediately, the hot barrel was rolled up by a vine that grew out of the void.

"careful!"

In the rumbling sound, Cheng Lin crashed to the ground, opening the unbreakable golden body and smashing the slate ground into the cave, which immediately caused an exclamation.

"One company for assistance!" Cheng Lin walked out of the smoke and dust, with a document already unfolded in his hand, and immediately swept his eyes, "Where is the person in charge?"

"I am!" Seeing Cheng Lin's uniform and appearance, the dozens of local cultivators around were startled and then excited. A tall cultivator hurried over and spoke quickly, "I am a four division two. Team leader! Commander Cheng, you can count it, what about the rest?"

With that said, he looked around and seemed to be looking for reinforcements.

Cheng Lin's eyes were like electricity, and he immediately said, "I'll be there later, what's the situation?"

The team leader's face was pale, and his lips trembled and said:

"A lot of people died, we...we don't have enough manpower, we can't stop them, we can't stop them, there are too many of them...I..."

"Okay!" Cheng Lin interrupted him with a solemn voice, "Is it all around? I mean these things!"

"Big...Most of them are here, and some are outside the city. They are separated. There are not many groups. There are two teams over there..."

"Okay, here I will take over! Everyone listens to my orders!" Cheng Lin gritted his teeth, raised his right hand, and an antique black whistle appeared in his palm for some time.

This is the Magical Item obtained in the Wuxiangxiandao.

The item that Cheng Lin only remembered when he was on the plane.

Because he hasn't used it for too long, he almost forgot its existence.

I remember that this thing seems to be able to manipulate the corpse to a certain extent, but it is only for pure "corpses" and whether it is effective for these guys with the ability to act independently, Cheng Lin doesn't know.

With a slight force in his palm, Cheng Lin put it to his mouth in the cultivator's confused eyes, and then took a deep breath and blew it hard!

With psychic energy poured in, an invisible wave spreads in all directions around Cheng Lin, like a ripple in a lake.

Immediately, the bodies of the undead who were crowding and attacking frantically in the block halted together, then turned their heads and looked in the direction of Cheng Lin, with scarlet flames jumping in their eyes.

"This... they are coming!"

A young cultivator who had just graduated trembled.

I saw that the undead, like mountains and seas, seemed to be attracted by something and began to gather here.

Cheng Lin put down the whistle, and the undead turned back again.

Obviously, it really can't control these skeletons that can act autonomously, but it has a certain ability to attract them.

"That's enough..." Cheng Lin whispered in his heart. Immediately, stretched out his right hand, a little forward, a huge door of light emerged, and then, in the shocked eyes of the small lapels around, a group of silhouettes in dark robes Flying out of it!

These "human beings" are slightly slender, but they are extremely agile.

It's just that the whole body is covered by a dark robe, and the details are not clear, but there is an awe-inspiring breath, and a dreadful, vigilant gaze is projected from the strange mask that covers the face.

In the blink of an eye, these thousands of figures filled the surrounding space.

At the head, a figure with a bow and arrow wrapped in cloth on his back looked at Cheng Lin respectfully, and said with a slightly strange accent: "I have seen God... Commander Cheng!"

Cheng Lin looked at Harold, the leader of the elven clan who had been projected in the capital of Shu, and confronted the Thirteenth Division. He glanced at the several battle priests beside him, nodded, and said with emotion with his mental tentacles. :

"Look back to express my gratitude for me."

He was naturally referring to the elf king Luojia, and the other party sent the most elite guards very simply. If it weren't for the two world portals to restrict the power of the creatures through, the elf king even intentionally came over in person.

"It's an honor for me to wait!" Harold said in a few sentences of Chinese that he only knows.

At the same time, new humans stepped out of the light gate again.

They look no different from ordinary Xia people, wearing a strange kind of light armor, just humanoid soldiers transferred from the Fertile World.

Because it is almost indistinguishable from human appearance, there is no need to cover it with robes like elves.

In contrast, the number of these soldiers is more, densely packed, almost twice as many as the elves.

Nuwa, wearing another small lapel uniform of Cheng Lin, walked out of the spirit world calmly, then glanced at the world and frowned slightly.

She hugged the crystal ball in her arms, looked at Cheng Lin, and said:

"Time is too hasty, only so many can be sent out, and...they can't last too long."

Concerned that there are people nearby, Nuwa uses relatively vague words.

Cheng Lin naturally understood that she was referring to the battery life issue, but in such a short time, more than two thousand soldiers could be produced, although only Tier 3, it was enough to see that Nuwa had tapped the productivity of the fertile soil factory to the limit.

Seeing Cheng Lin not speaking, she added: "The production is still going on over there."

"Thanks for your hard work." Cheng Lin said sincerely.

At this time, the cultivator of the four divisions next to them was completely stupid. Their brains were almost blank, and they looked at the thousands of people who suddenly appeared in disbelief.

They clearly perceive that these people are not ordinary people, and they have psychic energy fluctuations that cannot be concealed.

This...is it just the reinforcements sent by Yiji? So many? This is more than the total number of people in a division, right?

And the way this appears is also unavoidable...

"Cheng...Command Cheng...they..." The group leader finally said with a stumbling stumbling.

Cheng Lin glanced at him, frowned slightly, and explained, "Hidden power."

Hidden power? Dozens of local cultivators were stunned and suddenly realized.

They are all ordinary cultivators. Many of them are just graduates. The highest official position is just a team leader. Where can I get the information of the first division?

Hearing what Cheng Lin said, they instantly realized that this was a reserve force hidden in the secret by the country. Now the situation is urgent, they can't send it out.

"I understand!" The Gao Da group leader suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen hope, "What should we do?"

"I will attract those monsters later, you take people to the back, summon the local bureaus and guards, and transfer the people with all your strength! The rest don't care!" Cheng Lin said quickly.

"Yes!"

Dozens of people responded in unison and ran out quickly.

After they had left enough distance, Cheng Lin looked at each other with Nuwa and Harold, put the bronze whistle in his mouth again, and tried to blow it!

The Bone Ocean immediately turned around and rushed towards Cheng Lin, while the soldiers and the Elf Guard built a line of defense in a tacit understanding.

Harold filled the giant bow sacred artifact "Aurora" behind him.

Then, a bright, comet-like arrow shot up!

"kill!!"

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