My Infinite Monster Clone

at this time.

"Oh no."

stumbled.

A Cree scout rushed into the residence of the tribe's chief with an expression of extreme fear on his face. The patriarch is enjoying the afternoon at home, eating fruit grown by humans.

A burst of satisfaction in my heart.

At first.

see humans.

They were also surprised, but later discovered that this creature was too weak. After a long period of preparation and planning, the outcome was determined in one round, establishing a situation in which the Cree tribe dominated.

Humanity.

reduced to a slave.

Since then.

The Cree people have never been short of food again, and life has become more beautiful.

"Um."

The patriarch squinted.

Cool!

Just as he was dazed, he heard yelling from outside. He frowned, opened his eyes, and saw a disconcerted Cree scout brought in front of him, with panic and panic written all over his face.

"What's up?"

The patriarch asked coldly.

"Enemy, there are enemies." The scout shouted.

"Which tribe?"

The patriarch thought it was a certain tribe.

"have no idea."

The scout shook his head vigorously.

"They have huge, flying steel monsters, and they can also send out powerful attacks. With just a few breaths, all the fortresses around the light gate controlled by our tribe collapsed."

"There were countless casualties."

Front.

The patriarch was quite calm.

Listen to the back.

He jumped up immediately, and said in surprise, "What? The fort has collapsed? How much has it collapsed?"

"all."

"How much?" The patriarch's voice changed again.

"all."

The scout finished speaking.

There was silence at the scene, and the patriarch's eyes almost popped out. All, this word, what does it mean? Of course it understands. Combined with countless casualties, a picture is formed in his mind.

"ah!"

The patriarch screamed angrily.

"How many died?"

"At least...more than half of it."

The scout said tremblingly, just now, it just saw the shocking scene from a very far away, so it didn't dare to stay longer, turned around and ran, also because of the short distance, otherwise, it would not be able to run back at all.

If all the light gates are attacked.

So.

It will take at least half a day for the other seventeen tribes to know.

"More than half?"

The patriarch sat back in his chair, his eyes a little dull.

"No."

"impossible."

"You must have read it wrong."

It doesn't believe it.

If that was the case, their tribe would have suffered a great loss. The loss of tens of thousands of elite fighters was enough to be described as traumatic. In history, their tribe had never died so many in one battle.

"I..."

The scouts also wanted to be wrong.

But.

That picture, it will never be forgotten. The steel monster sent out countless bolts that were as fast as lightning. After hitting the fortress, it burst into flames that soared into the sky. After two rounds, it collapsed.

The defense that was thought to be strong is as fragile as paper.

"boom!"

suddenly.

The ground trembled, and a violent explosion sounded in his ears. Soon, the patriarch saw a cloud of smoke soaring into the sky. Judging from its location, it was the station of the guards in the clan protecting it.

Haven't had time to think about it yet.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

There were explosions one after another.

"boom!"

"boom!"

The interval was less than a second, and in its field of vision, smoke and dust rose one after another. It could not see the attack, let alone the enemy. "Report! The Guards were attacked and suffered heavy casualties."

"Report!"

"The West Camp of the City Guard was attacked and suffered heavy losses."

"Report!"

"City Guard East..."

"Report!"

"..."

In just a few minutes, more than a dozen reports of heavy losses were received. This heavy loss does not mean that dozens of people lost their staff, but hundreds, hundreds, and the battle damage exceeded 50%.

"Plop!"

The patriarch's legs softened and his face was terrified.

now.

It had to believe what happened on the front line. They not only attacked the Guangmen Fortress, but even their old nests were not spared. In just a few minutes, the battle damage was estimated to exceed the 10,000 mark.

"It's over!"

ten thousand.

The entire Cree tribe has a population of just over 4 million. Including the Guangmen Fortress, it counts to 40,000. That is to say, the Cree tribe has lost at least one percent of its population today. This is still a Guangmen.

To know.

light door.

A total of twenty-one.

every way.

They are all guarded by heavy soldiers. If the opponent not only attacks them, but attacks all twenty light gates, the loss will be more than ten times that of the current one. The consequences, the patriarch did not dare to imagine.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Explosion.

It hasn't stopped yet, and the position has changed. Listening to the report, the patriarch is even more desperate, because those attacks seem to follow the Cree warriors, and as soon as they gather, the attack will come.

"spread."

"All spread out!"

The patriarch ordered quickly.

However.

The time of word of mouth is unbearable in this kind of battle.

. . .

"quick!"

"Hide in."

"Squeeze."

An underground fortification, crowded with Cree tribes.

the door.

There are also those who are constantly running in. They feel that the underground should be safe.

. . .

space.

on a battleship.

"There are multiple vanishing points of the Cree tribe in the target area, suspected to be underground fortifications!" The target of the first wave of attack was only the Cree army running around on the surface.

architecture.

civilian.

not included in the first objective.

"Mark, change the ground penetrator." The captain ordered coldly.

"yes."

The data is transmitted to the attack platform, and the command coordinates are input into the missile. Then, the launch tube projects more than a dozen missiles of special colors. Yes, it is projection, because this is space.

After throwing it down.

The missile will only activate the propulsion and steering systems when it reaches a certain altitude. The war is complex and changeable, and the weapons of the Federation are constantly being updated. In the second phase of the mission, the Orbital Defense Fleet will take the lead.

after.

The ground fleet followed.

. . .

ground.

"Come on!"

An underground fortification was not far away, and a Cree was panicking when he saw the entrance of the fortification beckoning to it. He was overjoyed and prepared to go to hide, thinking it was a safe haven.

However.

next moment.

"boom!"

"ah!"

It covered its ears, the sound of the explosion was so loud that it almost pierced the eardrums. The underground fortification that it thought was extremely strong was surrounded by flames, and the entire fortification turned into a big pit.

"flutter!"

One lost his footing and fell to the ground.

far away.

One after another, the flames rose again. It knew that those were underground fortifications, which were built to resist flying beasts before, because many flying beasts came over at the beginning.

sturdy.

durable.

Every gathering place has it, and the cost is huge. Their tribe alone has lost more than 30,000 humans. Of course, it can't be considered a loss, because after the loss, they can still eat.

Now.

Unable to resist a blow.

looking at the sky.

It's lost.

What the hell is going on here, will he be blown to pieces by such an attack, leaving nothing left. However, it obviously thought too much, a Cree tribe is not worth a missile.