Werewolves are hunters in the dark night, and this naturally transcendent subhuman race has a super [Dark Perception] talent.

This makes their perception of the night outrageous.

Wren listened to Bazel's words and didn't dare to be careless, waking up Carl and Tuxter.

Then, for the sake of safety, he sprinkled the feces of high-level demonic beasts that he had purchased at a high price around the tent, and also arranged some insect repellent agents.

This is a necessary means to prevent the "tide of beasts".

......

Bazel was a little unimpressed when he saw Wren being so careful.

"You kid don't have to worry too much. Mechanical City is the best way to defend against Warcraft. With these three 'ghoul' mechanical cities here, even if a few fifth-order demonic beasts come, they may not be able to get benefits. Besides, there is me. ”

He is confident that he will be able to keep Rennes safe even if there is an accident.

"Well, be prepared."

Wren wasn't worried about himself, as Bazel would certainly do his best to protect him.

But the legend is a bodyguard, not a nanny, and Wren has no right to ask him to protect the others.

He was afraid that something would happen to Carl Jr. and his grandson Tust.

In case the beast tide invades, be more prepared, and be prepared.

......

The Tust and his wife did not notice Bazel's existence.

They watched Wren lay it out so carefully, and they also realized the seriousness of the matter.

Tust asked, "Will the beast tide be serious tonight?" ”

Wren nodded: "Yes." There must be high-level demonic beasts coming. At that time, the mechanical city may not be a big problem, but the ground camp is not easy to say..."

After all, the ground camp is only surrounded by a steel wall, and no one dares to guarantee that it will be able to stop the tide of beasts.

He thought about it, and then said: "Grandpa Tust, if there is a real fight in a while, I am a doctor, and I will probably be recruited to the city wall to participate in the battlefield first aid." When the time comes, you should be careful yourself, and beware of flying demonic beasts attacking the camp, as well as poisonous insects..."

Hearing this, Tust smiled and said, "Boy Rennes, you can go with confidence." Although my old bones are going to die, they are not so weak that even a few demonic beasts can kill me. ”

When the old man said this, people heard an inexplicable confidence, and Wren was stunned when he heard it.

The demonic beasts of the "Plague Swamp" are not a joke, and the third- and fourth-order transcendents dare not guarantee that they will survive, where does the old man's confidence come from?

He wouldn't be surprised if he had said this from the air in Bazel, but this patient who walks with a robotic arm...

Is the old man serious?

As if to see Wren's doubts, Tust's wise eyes shone brightly, and he smiled slightly: "A real mechanic is not a craftsman who only hides in the factory and knocks. The power of the machine is not inferior to any extraordinary ability..."

“...”

Wren still listened a little... Smell a rat.

The mechanic was originally a bunch of guys who were obsessed with "foreign object research", and the weak chicken was like a mage. The positioning is similar to that of a doctor, and it is a more auxiliary logistics profession.

They did make some powerful machines, but weren't they all for the service of other otherworldly professions?

For example, the mechanical skeleton of the melee sequence, the various firearms and ammunition of the musketeer sequence, the mechanical city...

Tust smiled and said no more.

At this time, Carl on the side also said with a serious face: "Brother Rennes, don't worry, I will take care of grandpa!" ”

After a pause, he said with a 'I'll tell you a little secret' expression again, "I have a set of reloaded 'Little Raccoon Mechanical Combat Suit', it's super powerful!" ”

“...”

Wren has lost hope for Carl's aesthetic.

Listening to the name, it's not something too cool.

Moreover, Carl Jr. has not yet awakened to the extraordinary, and it is estimated that he is not very clear about the concept of the word "powerful".

But then he realized that Carl Jr. was wearing a strange suit of mechanical armor. There are a lot of well-understood mechanisms, clockwork, bearings, gears, hydraulic transmissions, and some weird empty sockets.

Belch... Looks like this is a mechanical liner used to hang some external armor?

Wren wanted to ask a few more words,

But before they could communicate more, at this time, the attack alarm of the "plague base" sounded.

......

Woo... Woo... Woo...

Flares shoot into the sky, illuminating the night sky as if it were day.

On the radio, war announcements rang out throughout the base.

"Hunters, please note that a large-scale 'beast tide' has been found around the base, and all personnel have entered the first level of combat readiness!"

"Again..."

“...”

However, in the space of three or five breaths, countless excited hunters came out of the tents in the open space of the base.

Hunting in the wasteland all year round has made them super vigilant, and as soon as they heard the movement, they quickly entered the state of battle one by one.

"Hahaha... Those barbarians have really been fooled, and it looks like we're going to hunt a wave of contributions tonight! ”

"I've heard from other bases for a long time that this kind of positional warfare is completely about sending money, but I didn't expect us to have good luck once..."

"Let's go, brothers, copy the guys on the wall!"

“...”

The "beast tide" attacked the camp, and the hunters not only did not think it was a bad thing, but rushed to the city wall with excitement.

At this time, the "Overseer Team" wearing white mage robes also appeared in the camp one after another.

These mages will check the "deserters" in the camp, and if they find that they are non-logistics professionals, they will be killed if they do not go to the city wall within the specified time!

Wren didn't dare to stay in the tent for long, "Grandpa Tust, Carl, be careful, I'll go first." ”

Tust: "Boy Wren, you take care of yourself. Don't worry, I'll take care of myself with this old bone. ”

Carl: "I'll take care of Grandpa, too!" ”

......

Wren belongs to the kind of person who plays soy sauce, and he is not in a hurry to earn contributions, and slowly walks up the steel wall.

When I went up to the city wall, the first wave of beasts had not yet approached, and the visibility outside the camp was only one or two thousand meters, and no one could see how many demonic beasts there were in the depths of the swamp.

"Open the door, open the door!"

"Let us in..."

But at this time, those scouts, who were probably sent out to reconnoitre before, ran back from a distance with pale faces in fright.

"Hahaha... Look at these guys scared, I don't know how many monsters and barbarians there are in the fog. ”

"I hope there are more, otherwise the firepower of the three mechanical cities will be directly covered, and we won't be able to reap any benefits."

“....”

Looking at the peers who were being chased and running crazy underground, the hunters on the city wall laughed one by one.

Holding a musket, smoking, chatting and farting, it was very leisurely.

And at this time,

The scout outside the walls also ran nearer and shouted loudly.

"Beast tide! It's a lord-level Warcraft! ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

After a while, everyone saw a behemoth more than two hundred meters tall slowly approaching from the fog.

......

And at this time, Bazel also quietly appeared beside Wren,

"Huh... There's actually a lord-level monster here! ”

The legend snorted lightly and smacked his lips: "It's still a very rare elemental monster!" Tsk, a lot of people are going to die in the camp tonight..."

Having said that, Bazel didn't show much solemnity on his face except for a hint of schadenfreude.

Wren looked at the big guy so calmly, and he didn't have anything to panic about, but he was also a little curious: "Lord level? ”

This is only in the Encyclopedia of Warcraft.

The "lord-level" demonic beast is still above the beast king level.

Hunters walk on the wasteland, and they may not see a living "lord-level" magical beast in their lives. Most of the things I've seen are GG.

The appearance of monsters of this level means that the demonic beasts within a radius of tens of kilometers will probably be driven away.

The scale of this beast tide seems to be quite large.

......

"The fog is dispelled!"

"Flares!"

Under two more orders, the vision suddenly opened up.

This made everyone on the wall see the huge monster clearly.

It's a muddy fountain, a mountain-like monster.

Wren recognized this thing, and his eyes lit up, blurting out: "Swamp Lord? ”

"[Swamp Lord]: 'Mud Monster' ultimate evolution, a fifth-order lord-level creature, with a lifespan of 300-2000 years. It would be more accurate to say that it is a Warcraft, but it is more accurate to say that it is an elemental monster, almost 100% condensed Demon Core. Living in swampy areas with rich water and earth elements...

- Encyclopedia of Warcraft

This thing is very troublesome for the transcendent.

The monster was covered in wet and flowing mud, said to be an entity, but almost 100% physically immune; Even if it was magic damage, as long as it didn't blast through the hundred-meter-thick layer of mud outside its body, it wouldn't do much substantial damage at all.

As long as its body touches the earth, it can draw on the power of the earth element.

Almost "immortal"!

......

Wren was also seeing a lord-level monster for the first time, and he asked curiously: "Senior Bazel, I read that the "Warcraft Encyclopedia" introduced a kind of lord-level demonic beasts, saying that their strength is roughly equivalent to the 'Top Ten Legendary Demon Hunters' in the human race, can you kill it when you are in your heyday?" ”

"Your statement is too one-sided..."

Bazel looked a little strange when he heard this, shook his head and said, "Even if it is extraordinary ability, there is a saying of mutual restraint. There is no absolute saying that the fifth order will definitely be able to beat the fifth order. When encountering ability restraint, even if there is one or two large rank gaps, it is possible to skip the level of killing. ”

Wren didn't quite understand.

Bazel pointed to the [Swamp Lord] in the distance and said, "Like this elemental creature, the most restrained is the transcendent who attacks the physical system like us. ”

After a pause, he continued, "Similarly, it is basically impossible for me to kill this [Swamp Lord] alone, but it is not at all a threat to me. This thing is usually hidden in swamps, has a slow movement speed, and is not very strong in attack. Although it is a 'lord-level' monster, it can pose a limited threat to high-level transcendentals. Instead, if you change to some fourth-order or fifth-order magic system transcendental, your attack methods are more effective..."

"Oh, I see."

When Wren heard this, he finally understood something.

Bazel smacked his lips and said, "Those barbarians are also very smart, with this monster in front of them, the artillery of the mechanical city has been scrapped seventy or eighty percent." ”

Wren listened, "Huh? Isn't that base dangerous? ”

The triangular arrangement of this "plague base" is very clever, and no matter which direction the beast tide comes from, it will be covered by the fire of at least two mechanical cities.

But that mud monster is estimated to be able to block the firepower of a mechanical city with one head.

It will cause a large area of artillery to cover the blind area...

Moreover, the wall they were standing on was only fifty meters high, and the [Swamp Lord] was more than two hundred meters high...

"It's not that bad."

Bazel shook his head and said, "You haven't seen the true essence of the 'Shining City'. In addition to these mechanical cities, those mage regiments are the truly terrifying war harvesters! It's not impossible to get rid of it. However, the casualties will not be small..."

......

But the scale of this beast tide is beyond imagination.

Even so, though, there wasn't much chaos within the Plague Base.

The horn of war is crisp, and everyone is in their place and performs their duties.

The first round of artillery was already blasting into the darkness, crackling and exploding a brilliant fire.

The cannon hit the [Swamp Lord], and a few painless mud bubbles appeared, and they returned to their original state in an instant. Physical attacks, for this elemental monster, have almost no effect.

It was slowly approaching the base with hundreds of cannons, and there were shadows behind it, and it couldn't see the number of demonic beasts...

"Fire spells, chant ready!"

"Fire oil spray gun, ready!"

"Monsters such as first-order mages enter 1000 meters and start chanting, second-order mages 700 meters, third-order 400..."

"Artillery delay of 10 seconds!"

“...”

The Radiant City hunters already have a set of skilled methods for dealing with demonic beasts. On the mechanical city, a group of hundreds of mages is already preparing to chant magic spells.

They are also waiting, and when the monsters get closer, they will collectively cast fire spells.

Once the mud monster is burned dry, the monster can be smashed to pieces in a few shots.

This is the power of a large team, even if it is a "lord-level" Warcraft, it will definitely not be beneficial!

.......

But suddenly,

"That's not right!"

Just as the [Swamp Lord] approached the base, Bazel seemed to sense something.

His expression suddenly became solemn, looking at the thick fog behind the mud monster, his pupils shrank suddenly: "There is also a 'lord-level' demonic beast!" ”

Wren: "??? ”

After a few more moments, Bazel confirmed his judgment.

At this moment, the relaxed look on his face finally disappeared, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Someone cast a spell to blind perception... It seems that the high priests of the barbarians have made a move. ”

After a pause, the legend muttered: "The two 'lord-level' demonic beasts are afraid that they will entail more than 100,000 demonic beasts to attack the city." The scale of this 'beast tide' is probably far beyond imagination..."

Wren was shocked when he heard this: "Huh? That... Can the base hold it? ”

"There was a high-ranking priest who made a move, obviously coming prepared. If it was just a Warcraft siege, the defense of the three mechanical cities would not be a big problem, but the camp below would probably suffer..."

Bazel suddenly reverted to his look, and said, "But what does it have to do with us? Big deal, I'll take you away..."

Wren was shocked when he heard this.

Suddenly, my heart was a little heavy, there were tens of thousands of hunters in this ground camp, and now, I am afraid that there will be heavy casualties...