Chapter 52

Using this kind of power for mining—its efficiency would be…

Su Yu’s heart leapt into his throat.

Not until Iloti nodded carelessly did he relax.

Moreover, the territory’s loyalty indicator showed no decline.

Only then did Su Yu breathe a sigh of relief.

He casually squeezed Iloti’s shoulder and said with a smile, “Then go ahead—be careful.”

Even as he spoke those words of concern, Su Yu himself found them faintly absurd.

Asking a mythic hero capable of leveling cities to “be careful”?

Currently, only rare bosses approaching Level 40 could pose any real threat to Iloti.

Such high-level entities were seldom seen even among past lords’ territories—let alone near the domain of a newly appointed lord like Su Yu.

Holy Light of Radiance coalesced into a pickaxe; Iloti flapped her six wings once,

and flew southward.

Sylph, reclining on a lounge chair and sipping orange juice, stared in utter disbelief.

What was happening?

A mythic angel of Light, holding a pickaxe?

“Uh…” Spotting Su Yu stepping out of the house, Sylph hastily said, “I can’t mine…”

As an elf,

Sylph simply couldn’t fathom how Lord Su Yu had persuaded an angel to take up mining.

“Sylph, have the terminal’s recent features been working well?”

Su Yu asked with a smile, smoothly changing the subject.

Hearing that, Sylph nodded.

Through Wan Jie City, her Hero Terminal had been equipped with many novel functions.

It could now project and play videos—such as films and TV dramas.

Her favorite was *Elves vs. Orcs*.

“Good.” Su Yu nodded and smiled.

“Su Yu… do I not need to do anything?” Watching Iloti grow busier by the day, Sylph felt increasingly uneasy.

“No—you just enjoy yourself.”

“Thank you…”

Relieved that the Lord hadn’t scolded her, Sylph sighed and chose to keep lounging.

Only after Su Yu had walked far away did she open her Hero Terminal’s projection and start playing a fantasy drama about elves.

Su Yu knew Sylph lacked ambition—and didn’t press her.

Besides, at present, Sylph couldn’t meaningfully contribute to his territory’s development.

Even if he sent her out to explore, her efficiency would pale beside Iloti’s.

Better to let her stay happy.

Sylph’s loyalty had temporarily risen to ninety points solely due to his promise—a temporary state liable to drop at any moment—and he dared not forget that.

“Once I’ve planned the defensive towers and strengthened the territory’s forces, I’ll pay the elves a visit…”

Having promised Sylph he would go, Su Yu intended to keep his word.

Heroes from the Wan Jie Battlefield

were all souls retrieved by the Wan Jie Battlefield from the river of time—spirits who had died in battle—then granted new bodies, infused with rules, and summoned into this world.

Sylph, a mythic elf, must therefore have been

a legendary figure in the elven world long, long ago.

That alone made the elves worthy of Su Yu’s goodwill.

[Congratulations—your territory’s building count has reached 10,000.]

[Your mythic talent “Twin Saint-Flower” has fully activated.]

The sudden notification echoing across the territory made Su Yu freeze mid-step.

The number of territory buildings has reached 10,000!

Buildings can now be freely relocated!

Su Yu was overjoyed and immediately moved outward all the arrow defense towers he had built earlier—structures that occupied considerable space.

He relocated them all outward.

The relocation range was extremely large.

As long as his territory units had previously visited a location,

even if that area was shrouded in war fog,

placing a building there would dispel the war fog from that tile.

In fact, this method could even be used

to clear areas previously explored but later re-covered by war fog.

Su Yu opened his territory interface and began relocating the arrow defense towers stationed on the mountain outward.

……

Rolling hills rose and fell, dotted with grass and trees,

occasionally adorned with patches of fragrant flowers.

A lord led three troop types on an external hunting expedition.

Since he wished to level up and claim all experience points for himself,

his three rare Werewolf troops stood guard beside him, each wielding a spiked wolf-tooth club,

without joining the battle.

They only intervened occasionally against particularly troublesome monsters,

subduing them first so the lord could deliver the final blow.

“Two and a half months—and I’m already level ten. Heh—heh. Monster spawn frequency under the war fog around here is truly high.”

Yu Zhuo, a newly appointed lord, gripped a slender blade,

raised it, and cleanly executed a massive bear with a single strike.

Blood sprayed.

At that moment, one of the werewolves behind him suddenly stepped forward several paces.

“What’s wrong?”

Yu Zhuo asked, puzzled.

As a rare troop type, werewolves possessed exceptionally sharp danger perception.

“My lord… something feels off…”

Before the word “off” left his mouth,

a sharp whistling sound tore through the air,

and from the war fog ahead,

a black silhouette shot forth violently,

moving so fast its form was utterly indiscernible.

“Bang—!”

Thanks to its heightened senses, the werewolf in front raised its spiked wolf-tooth club.

Then the iron club

exploded into fragments!

An arrow pierced—not merely pierced, but *slammed*—into the werewolf’s chest!

Its body instantly shattered into pieces, flesh and blood bursting outward!

That arrow, radiating inexplicable divine might, only weakened after slaying its target,

then embedded itself deep into the ground, leaving a gaping hole.

“What’s going on?!”

Yu Zhuo was stunned—these were all Level-10 Rare Troops: Werewolf Soldiers!

Killed by a single arrow?!

What kind of arrow?!

Could its power really be this great?!

If not for the explosion of that Wolf-Tooth Great Club briefly blocking his view,

Yu Zhuo wouldn’t have even registered the flying black shape as an arrow.

“Protect the Lord!!”

The other two werewolf soldiers roared.

Yu Zhuo’s heart instantly jolted, and he urgently cried, “No—don’t throw your lives away!!”

If he died once, he’d just lose five levels—that was fine.

But if these troops died, he’d have to recruit and level them up all over again!!

Yet it was already too late.

Three arrows shot mercilessly one after another from within the War Fog.

[Your troop, Werewolf Soldier, has perished.]

[Your troop, Werewolf Soldier, has perished.]

[You have perished. Returning to the Lord’s Crystal for rebirth…]

[Rebirth complete.]

Yu Zhuo stood frozen—he had no idea what had just happened.

What *thing* could possess such power?

“Could it be… a humanoid boss?!”

Yu Zhuo pondered, his eyes suddenly brightening as his suspicion solidified.

He’d already scouted that area thoroughly,

and there hadn’t been any lord activity nearby—no territory in sight for dozens of miles.

An attack launched from within the War Fog, with such wide-ranging targeting,

could only belong to a boss unit!

Recalling the terrifying power of that arrow, Yu Zhuo grew excited.

Boss units in the Myriad Realms Battlefield were at least Lieutenants.

Judging by the arrow’s earlier power,

Yu Zhuo estimated it must be at least Rare-tier… no, Legendary-tier Lieutenant!

Based on the power of that single arrow,

its combat strength was certainly over 200 points!

It was highly likely a Legendary-tier Lieutenant above Level 10!

“Legendary…”

Yu Zhuo felt as though opportunity—and rare treasures—were beckoning him.

But… his own territory couldn’t possibly handle it.

Gritting his teeth, Yu Zhuo sent a message to the newly minted lords he’d met since entering the Myriad Realms Battlefield.

Six human lords remained nearby.

They’d maintained mutual noninterference and peaceful development.

“Brothers—I’ve found a Legendary-tier Lieutenant!”

“Is it genuine?”

“Absolutely true!”

“You’re telling us about something this good?”

“I can’t handle it alone.”

“Got it—we’ll head over now.”

Closing the group chat, Yu Zhuo took a deep breath.

He began searching the [Trading House]

for items effective against arrow-type attacks.

Shields were a solid choice.

Plate armor would severely hinder mobility.

Ah—Arrow Resistance Aura?

Reduces arrow-type damage by 30%; effect lasts one hour.

Not bad—but unfortunately far too expensive.

In the end, Yu Zhuo gritted his teeth and bought a stack of tungsten-steel alloy shields.

Some lords, having encountered no other lords early on,

faced little threat near their territories,

so they heavily developed manufacturing—producing gear to sell for Territory Energy.

After accumulating resources over time, they’d rapidly develop.

Hence the [Trading House] offered an extremely wide variety of goods.

That is why the Trading House carries a wide variety of goods.

Half a day later,

Seven heroes and over two hundred troops assembled together.

“What? You mean it’s a projectile-type attack?!”

Xu Meng widened his eyes, staring at Yu Zhuo.

“What’s wrong?” Yu Zhuo looked at Xu Meng, puzzled.

“Uh… nothing.” Xu Meng shook his head. “I have a bit of trauma around projectiles…”

Xu Meng recalled the unpleasant memories from the early days of his territory.

However,

when the Calamity·Void Beast descended, that place had long since been obliterated.

Xu Meng did not expand further into that forested area,

opting instead for this hilly region, which was rich in resources.

Moreover, he had forged alliances with other territorial lords.

Among them, Yu Zhuo was an outstanding contender in the 【Global Human Civilization Lord Selection Competition】.

“Everyone, prepare more defenses specifically against projectiles.”

“Just now, my Level-10 werewolf was instantly killed without resistance.”

A Level-10 rare troop—the werewolf—possessed formidable combat strength.

It could match a Level-2 or Level-3 rare hero.

Troops required far less experience to level up than heroes did.

Thus, in the early stage, it was easy to overwhelm a hero using sheer numbers of troops.

Heroes served primarily as vanguards, leading morale and momentum.

At this moment,

seven territorial lords advanced, each accompanied by their own heroes and troops.

They formed a square formation, holding tungsten-steel alloy shields,

marching toward the direction Yu Zhuo had indicated.

Facing a Legendary-tier boss, they brought every single unit under their command!

Xu Meng rode atop a griffin,

its body clad in armor loaded to its maximum weight capacity.

Though this armor offered modest defense, its surface was extremely smooth—specifically designed to deflect projectile attacks.

“Be careful—I was just here moments ago…”

Yu Zhuo hadn’t finished speaking when—