Chapter 133

Inheriting the powerful defensive capabilities of the Colossus Tree, the Treant warriors didn't need weapons; their bodies were the best weapons!

"Master," 500 Treant warriors, as if with a single voice, transmitted to Zhao Xing's mind.

"Attack!" Zhao Xing ordered immediately.

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"Yes." The Treant warriors immediately followed Zhao Xing's instructions and began slaughtering all the troops summoned by the surrounding alien lords.

500 Extraordinary-grade Treants, each with strength comparable to a martial arts lord!

Running into other troops was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep.

That group of alien lords with the largest numbers had gathered over 300 people at this time.

When they saw a group of Treant warriors walking out from the front.

They were instantly dumbfounded.

"Extraordinary grade?"

"500 identical Extraordinary-grade Treants!"

"Heavens, what kind of monster is this!"

The alien lords were all panicked.

In the intermediate zone, the probability of lords possessing a mature Extraordinary-grade troop is about 50%.

This represents the strength of enemies in the intermediate zone.

But the probability of having two or more drops to 10%.

However, the commander of these three hundred alien lords gathered the Extraordinary-grade troops around them.

And found that their Extraordinary-grade combat power wasn't even half the number of the opponent's!

Hum~

Zhao Xing unleashed his World Projection, accompanied by spiritual power, to envelop those enemies.

This effect didn't pose any threat to them.

But it made all three hundred lords enter a state of battle.

In other words, facing these 500 Extraordinary-grade Treant warriors.

They either die or retreat using emergency teleportation.

Because they were already at the edge of the battlefield and had nowhere to retreat.

"Damn it, fight them to the death!"

The alien commander roared.

However, those alien lords who possessed Extraordinary troops looked at this temporary commander with the eyes of someone looking at an idiot.

"Fight? Fight them yourself if you want."

A martial arts lord snorted coldly and directly activated emergency teleportation to leave.

It was obvious that they couldn't win this, even if they could.

It would probably be a pyrrhic victory.

If they lost their Extraordinary troops, they might win this match, but what about the next one?

"You guys..." the temporary commander just wanted to say something.

"Hum~"

The next second, half the lords in the vicinity suddenly vanished.

Along with them, the number of Extraordinary troops also decreased by more than half.

Alien commander: "..."

He scanned his surroundings and made a quick estimate.

"Sigh, you guys pick someone else."

After saying that, he also activated emergency teleportation and ran away.

The remaining group of weak intermediate lords had neither enough combat points to leave nor any Extraordinary troops.

"Swish, swish, swish~"

The Treant warriors transformed into streams of yellow light and slaughtered their way into their troops.

Heading straight for those alien lords who were still remaining in place.

"Run!"

"Flee, flee, flee!"

Some lords immediately wanted to retreat.

However, they didn't have much space to flee.

Some of them had only retreated a thousand meters.

"Boom!"

Their entire bodies automatically exploded.

At the same time, all alien lords received a warning in their minds.

That was a warning from the Primordial Realm rules!

Without combat points, and without leaving the state of battle, one is not allowed to flee the designated battlefield.

To flee is to die!

"Damn Empire, damn Primordial Realm!"

"Hahaha, this day has finally come. I've fought tens of thousands of matches and lived in the Primordial Realm for seven years, but in the end, I still can't escape this death sentence."

"Help, mercy!"

"Stop shouting! Who told you to get captured alive back then? Who told your family and your tribe to be unable to protect you?!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Facing death, the alien lords were either crazed, relieved, or crying out loudly.

Zhao Xing watched quietly as the 500 Extraordinary Treants slaughtered these lords or forced them off the battlefield.

"In the future, when I go to the battlefield, I must never be captured alive."

Between different civilizations and races, there is no morality in the means used against enemies.

The Crimson Star Empire captures these alien lords, gives them hope, and will ultimately shatter their hope.

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The six teams were still continuing to fight.

Suddenly, Pang Yun looked at the battlefield auxiliary robot beside him.

"Huh? Why has the number of alien lords suddenly decreased so much?"

Pang Yun looked suspiciously at the battlefield map displayed by the auxiliary robot.

It was marked with some unique life imprints.

Distinguishing between troops and lords.

One of the values recorded the number of alien lords.

"In fifteen minutes, over a hundred alien lords have vanished all at once."

"The largest group of alien lords has directly disintegrated?"

Pang Yun looked toward a certain direction with some curiosity, but the distance was too far; he couldn't see anything with the naked eye.

A radius of 50 kilometers is quite large; a range the size of a city, it's impossible to see that far with the naked eye.

"It looks like they were forced away and activated emergency teleportation," Pang Yun wondered.

Not long after, the remaining half of the lords.

Also completely disappeared from detection.

"In just half an hour, over 300 alien lords and hundreds of Extraordinary troops have all vanished together... Is it Zhao Xing?" Pang Yun looked at what was displayed on the data.

"Truly exaggerated," Pang Yun couldn't help but sigh.

Although he had watched the videos before and knew Zhao Xing had quite a few Extraordinary troops.

But watching a video is one thing, and experiencing it personally on the battlefield is another!

"Earlier, I was still worried that he wouldn't be able to handle so many enemies alone leading the Sixth Team."

"I even put forward the requirement that he must deal with 40 lords."

"And refused his request to add more team members at the time."

Pang Yun felt his face heat up as he recalled those words.