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Chapter 614 [613] Even God Generals are Watching the Actual Combat

When the group of Mystics arrived at the banquet hall.

This circular hall, spanning over 20,000 square meters, was already more than half full.

Looking around.

The banquet hall had at least six hundred tables, each with eight seats, totaling over five thousand people.

A Mystic with blue hair muttered, "So many attendees, I thought there would be at most a thousand!"

The tall Mystic immediately understood the unspoken meaning.

Most of the attendees were probably ordinary soldiers, and this guy couldn't let go of his Mystic airs, feeling a bit displeased to be seated alongside so many commoners.

In short.

It was still the same old mindset, still looking down on soldiers from the bottom of his heart.

The burly Mystic, seemingly straightforward, directly "pricked" him with a sentence: "Grand General-Overseer Du said that the Sea King Banquet is mainly to reward meritorious soldiers, we're just there to freeload."

The blue-haired Mystic was "choked" by this, but ultimately didn't dare to say much, considering the words "Grand General-Overseer Du".

After all, this was Grand General-Overseer Du's territory, and even a Mystic Overseer had to be well-behaved, let alone him, a "small" Mystic.

The burly Mystic added, "The center of the banquet hall is already full of meritorious soldiers, I guess we can only sit in the corner area."

The tall Mystic intentionally or unintentionally stated his position: "The corner is fine, we're just freeloading anyway."

The two exchanged a smile, both feeling a sense of kindred spirits.

Sure enough.

A Mystic Soldier quickly walked over, asked about the identities of this group of Mystics, and pointed to the northern corner: "Mystic Sirs, the Sea King's Palace has arranged seats for you over there."

The blue-haired Mystic's face changed slightly, obviously quite dissatisfied, but he still didn't dare to say anything.

The group followed the Mystic Soldier and quickly took their seats.

The tall Mystic observed the hall for a few moments and suddenly chuckled, "Interesting! The Sea King's Palace has even arranged for some sea creatures to attend the banquet."

The round-faced Mystic asked, "Flower Cloud Mothers? Isn't that normal?"

The tall Mystic shook his head: "No!"

He pointed to the east side of the hall, hinting, "Look at the frosted glass wall over there."

The group of Mystics looked over and immediately saw the shadows reflected on the glass wall.

These shadows looked a bit strange, some seemed to have horns, clearly not the appearance of the Myriad Hao Clan, let alone the beautiful and lovely Flower Cloud Mothers.

The burly Mystic blurted out, "They must be sea creatures that have come as vassals."

The reason for separating them in the banquet hall was not difficult to understand.

Most sea creatures liked bloody meat, wouldn't it affect everyone's appetite if they were in the same room as the Myriad Hao Clan warriors?

The round-faced Mystic clicked his tongue a few times: "The sea creatures that attended the Sea King Banquet must be in an irreconcilable feud with the Three Great Sea Clans?"

The tall Mystic praised, "This move is really clever!"

The logic was simple.

Eating the Sea King's flesh was a serious insult to the Three Great Sea Clans, which was indirectly equivalent to handing in a certificate of allegiance.

From now on.

These vassal sea creatures only had one path to take, which was to follow the Myriad Hao Clan all the way to the end.

A few more minutes passed.

The huge banquet hall was almost completely full.

"Dong! Dong!"

Loud drumbeats suddenly echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Without a doubt.

The Sea King Banquet was about to begin.

The Mystics stopped their discussions as if by prior agreement.

Faces revealed full of anticipation. Even the blue-haired Mystic, who had complained a lot, was no exception.

A few seconds later.

The drumbeats stopped.

At the same time.

A tall figure appeared on the main stage on the south side of the hall.

It was none other than Grand General-Overseer Du.

The Mystics' gazes "swished" over.

At this moment.

Looking at this heroic face from afar, a thought involuntarily popped into their minds: "Too young!"

Cheng Han's age was not even twenty years old, not even the tail end of the Mystics' ages.

And after the surprise.

There was deep self-reproach.

Also Mystics, Grand General-Overseer Du already held great power, even the Mystic Overseer was submissive, but he was just a mere leader.

The gap.

It was simply like a chasm.

At this time.

The hall was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

Thousands of people were waiting for Grand General-Overseer Du to speak.

A second later.

Cheng Han's smiling voice clearly entered the ears of all attendees: "Everyone, this Sea King Banquet will be a 'Four Kings Banquet'."

The tall Mystic looked confused.

What is a Four Kings Banquet?

He soon knew the answer.

"Because the dishes for this banquet use ingredients from four Sea Kings!"

As soon as the words fell.

"Hua!"

A small uproar that could not be suppressed sounded in the hall.

Not just the soldiers.

Even the Mystics' expressions became excited.

Four kinds of Sea King ingredients, this was definitely an extraordinary feat!

To say it without exaggeration.

Even a Mystic, after eating this Four Kings Banquet, could brag about it for a lifetime, and even the descendants of the next three generations could continue to brag.

Cheng Han immediately raised his hand.

The uproar disappeared cleanly in an instant, and the hall returned to silence.

Cheng Han suddenly changed the subject: "In addition, I have always felt that a good banquet must have good entertainment."

His smile deepened: "So I specially arranged a small program for everyone."

The tall Mystic was stunned.

There's entertainment too?

The previous three Sea King Banquets didn't seem to have any entertainment?

"Pa!"

Cheng Han clapped his hands.

A deep wave instantly swept through the banquet hall.

The next second.

Large swaths of green light surged out of thin air, transforming into a huge light curtain in the sky above the hall.

Cheng Han's voice continued to come: "I believe everyone should have heard of the 'Layered Offensive Theory'.

"Next, the East Li War Zone will officially conduct an actual combat of a 'Layered Offensive' to add to the fun of this Sea King Banquet!"

"Hua!"

The uproar grew louder.

A group of Mystics were also shocked.

They were not ignorant commoners, so they naturally knew what this meant.

Cheng Han's voice came again: "By the way, if there are no accidents, Lord God General will probably also pay attention to this actual combat."

This time.

Even those who were ignorant knew how significant this actual combat was.

Even the God General would pay attention, how could this be simple?

"...Actual combat...actual combat!"

When the last two words were still floating in the hall.

The figure on the stage instantly turned into a hazy phantom.

A group of Mystics were all taken aback.

The round-faced Mystic looked incredulous: "Grand General-Overseer Du didn't come?"

The tall Mystic couldn't help but swallow: "He really didn't come!"

It was not until the phantom fluctuated that the Mystics realized that there was actually nothing on the stage.

The figure who was talking eloquently to everyone was actually just a phantom.

Yet they were all unaware and thought that Grand General-Overseer Du had really come.

The burly Mystic smacked his lips: "I heard that Grand General-Overseer Du's strength is not much worse than the Mystic Overseer, how exactly did Grand General-Overseer Du cultivate?"

No one knew the answer.

If they knew.

They wouldn't just be Mystics.

After a while.

The light curtain in the sky above the hall flashed with layers of ripples.

In the ripples, vague pictures could be seen.

Everyone instantly understood that the "program" that Grand General-Overseer Du was talking about was about to begin.

The Mystics also watched without blinking.

After all, this was an actual combat that even the God General was paying attention to, who wouldn't be curious?

After a breath.

The picture on the light curtain became clear.

A burst of exclamations immediately sounded in the hall.

"East Wind Mystic Weapon!"

"So many East Wind Mystic Weapons!"

In the picture.

Only thousands of super-long contrails were seen rapidly descending from the high sky, the direction pointing to the sea below.

The speed of the contrails steadily exceeded thirty times the speed of sound.

Anyone who had been on the battlefield could tell at a glance that this was definitely the East Wind Mystic Weapon.

And in the corner of the picture.

About two or three hundred kilometers away.

A large number of Fiery Eagle squadrons could be seen, reaching an astonishing number of five thousand, whistling towards the battlefield.

The tall Mystic raised his head, his tone revealing excitement: "This is the first level proposed by the layered offensive theory, first control the air supremacy."

The round-faced Mystic immediately followed up: "Use the East Wind Mystic Weapon to clear the sea monsters that threaten the Fiery Eagles, and then rely on the Fiery Eagle squadrons to clear the sea surface, enough to firmly control the air supremacy."

Other Mystics also realized that the information contained in this actual combat was very valuable.

As long as they thoroughly mastered the application of the layered offensive theory, they would definitely be able to suppress the sea monster army in the future, then why worry about not having merit?