The expressions of the other comrades around him were the same as Charles's. They also cursed the Gamma people, and the excessive words they used were countless.
Now, the Earth Alliance can only hope for the quick arrival of reinforcements to pull them out of this sea of suffering.
There are only so many artillery pieces, and the guns, bullets and logistical supplies can only last for seven or eight days at most. After seven or eight days, they can only fight hand-to-hand with their swords.
The soldiers of the Earth Alliance now have only one thought in their minds.
"I hope that Earth's reinforcements can arrive soon and rescue us poor fellows."
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"Isn't there someone in this world who is as strong as us? Why haven't they appeared yet?"
On the dome, the Mocha Demon who had just crushed Merville with one hand shouted in confusion. His eyes, like those of a demon from purgatory, kept staring at the area within his sight. He muttered, "Did they all run away after seeing me?"
The Bomo Demon God's eyes widened, and he taunted Mocha once again, "No way, Mocha, where do you get your confidence from? Is it just because you've been holding out against this bunch of losers for over ten days?"
"snort!"
Hearing Bomo's words, Moka's face darkened once more. Seeing that the irritable Moka was about to come out, the blood-red demon god as bright as the sun suddenly spoke: "The Holy Ancestor told us to be careful. This world must have its own strengths. Let's not waste our energy on this. Let's be careful."
The blood-red 'sun' hanging high in the dome, forming a corner with the sun, is one of the four demon gods who serve as the vanguard this time, and also the most powerful one.
He has no subordinates, and the invading creatures he drives are all pieced together, including ferocious beasts, skeletons, and slime-like creatures. In short, he drives whatever he can. When invading the plane, he relies on his extraordinary personal strength.
Seeing the Blood-Red Sun Demon God speak, Mocha and Bomo stopped arguing. Seeing this, Feiwen opened his mouth and said, "What should we do next? Should we continue to drive our subordinates into this world?"
The blood-red sun sneered, retracted its own light, and said to the three demon gods, Flying Mosquito, Mocha, and Bomo, "Well, if the strong man from this world still doesn't show up, we will swallow this world as we did other worlds."
"Well, that's all we can do."
The Blood Red Sun has experience in invading six worlds and is an old plunderer. Following his advice is definitely the safest decision for Mocha, Bomo, and Flying Mosquito.
They were not planning to act on their own and lead their army to attack directly. After all, this world was given special attention by the Holy Ancestor, while the previous world had never attracted the Holy Ancestor's attention.
The fact that they can attract the attention of the Saint Ancestor can only mean that there are strong people here who can make the Saint Ancestor pay attention to them. If the four of them act rashly and arrogantly, they may die directly and delay the Saint Ancestor's plan.
Therefore, they decided to let their subordinates continue to invade and see if there would be any further reaction.
Although you may miss many opportunities, it is worth it to be safe.
After all, this is the world that the Holy Ancestor values!
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"Tsk, four god-level vanguards, this Black Death Realm Saint Ancestor is quite powerful."
Just as the four great demons hid in the dome and observed the Gamma people, Jingchuan also hid at a higher place and secretly observed the four great demons' every move and listened to their conversations.
According to the content of the conversation, Jingchuan already knew that the Saint Ancestor of the Black Death Realm was definitely a veteran star domain lord, but he was a little different from the star domain lords of normal schools. The Saint Ancestor of the Black Death Realm had actually only ruled one world all this time.
But even so, Jingchuan did not dare to underestimate anything: after all, Jingchuan had only been the master of the star field for less than ten years, and was a novice among novices, so it was better to be careful.
"Four god-level beings, tsk, the current Church of Eternal Night can only muster three at most, there's no way to make up the gap."
Jingchuan murmured in his heart, and his eyes turned to the body of the god before the Gamma world.
The Gamma World is a world with a long history. Unfortunately, due to some reasons, the gods fell and all the gods died.
After their deaths, their bodies were still intact in the Gamma World, which was quite surprising: after all, all the gods of the Church of Eternal Night had been mutilated.
Therefore, there must have been secrets in the Gamma world before, but this has nothing to do with Jingchuan. All Jingchuan has to do now is to dig graves and see if he can resurrect one or two gods.
Even if it cannot be resurrected, there is no problem in making it a god-level puppet. Since the top leaders of both sides are not coming down, the more such god-level combat power there are, the better.
After he finished reciting, Jingchuan's figure quickly disappeared. He was moving extremely fast and quickly headed towards the eastern sea.
Because deep in the eastern sea, the skeletons of five gods are buried.
Four of the gods are Elf Kings of the Elves, and one is the Sea Emperor from the ocean.
Jingchuan arrived at the eastern sea area at an extremely fast speed. He waved his hand casually, and the five corpses of gods that were buried on the seabed began to emerge from their respective burial places, turning into a ray of light and heading towards Jingchuan's position.
Looking at the five corpses in front of him, Jingchuan took a deep breath.
Among the four Elf Kings, three are missing limbs, and one even has only a head left. It is estimated that even if they are resurrected, they can only be used as great legends, and cannot be gods at all.
It is really not worth it to use the energy of resurrecting gods to revive a great legend.
The remaining two corpses were the Sea King and an Elf King. In terms of age, the Elf King was relatively recent, about seven or eight thousand years old, with relatively complete bones and even shriveled skin still preserved.
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