This extremely bloody war lasted for nearly 17 hours, and finally ended with more than half of the monsters on the side of the Devourer of Worlds retreating. Although more than half of the monsters were killed and wounded, the Ninth Legion also paid a heavy price - more than 16,000 good guys paid with their lives in this war.

This is a very terrifying number, you must know that the entire Ninth Army is only 120,000 people, and the casualty rate of today's war is more than 10%! Although many of these warriors died because they didn't understand the other party's attack methods, and many of them were injured or even killed by the acid, wind blades and other talent spells that spit out from the mouths of those monsters, with today's lesson, I believe that when the war starts again tomorrow, the casualties of the warriors on the world side will be reduced a lot, but even if it is reduced by half, this is also a terrifying concept.

As for the battle loss ratio between the two sides, this is completely unnecessary, even millions of fourth-level legendary-level lives on the opposite side can be discharged as cannon fodder, not to mention this apprentice-level monster? Even if there are hundreds of millions of dollars on the other side, Li He will not be surprised in any way. And in the prediction of the staff committee, the monsters that will attack tomorrow will no longer be all apprentice-level monsters, but a large number of low-level monsters mixed with high-level monsters, which makes it much more difficult to defend.

Pulling at his already small hair in distress, Li He pondered, trying to find a way to crack it, all kinds of plans that might be effective were listed by Li He one by one, but he was quickly denied by himself, and the battle notes were full of messy lines and handwriting: "I can't think of it!"

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"I can't think of it!" At the same time, in a certain corner of the earth, there was also a person sitting with Li He doing the same thing—clutching his hair in distress, writing and drawing in the notebook in front of him, and then pasting what he had written.

What Li He could think of, of course Mo Zi'an could also foresee, he watched today's battle the whole process, vomited, looked at it and vomited, and finally vomited the bile in his stomach before he really had nothing to vomit, but even so, he retched from time to time, like a pregnant woman.

Now he and Li He have exactly the same idea, just relying on the words of those warriors in the country and those players who have not grown up, tomorrow's battle, wanting to defend is tantamount to a fool's dream. "Is it going to be official this time? Isn't that good? But in this situation, if it is not officially opened, my own contract can basically be said to be lost. "Of course, Mo Zi'an is not worried about the contract, although the contract is indeed his name, but with the innate 'authority', his personality is the same as that of the World Sea, if he doesn't plan to fulfill that contract, the World Sea has nothing to do with him, but the problem is that this world can't keep it!

I am a native of this world, and I have a different kind of feelings for this world, if I can, I naturally don't want this world to be swallowed up, so Mo Zi'an decided, anyway, it's not the first time that the official plug-in has been opened, and it is estimated that it will have no impact if he opens the plug-in again.

Finding a random reason to comfort himself, Mo Zi'an took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Long Aotian, the son of the world, but before the phone was dialed out, a call had already come in. It is estimated that because he is the son of the world, he can naturally feel that the current world is in danger, so he thinks of calling him for help.

As soon as he connected the phone, Long Aotian's characteristic voice came: "Brother Mo, can I ask you a question?"

Yesterday's words made Mo Zi'an stunned, didn't he just shout for help? But he still replied, "Just ask any questions!" If I could answer you, I would answer you. ”

"Okay, then I'll ask, what is your current strength, Brother Mo?"

"It's a very unfriendly behavior to rashly ask about other people's strength, even if the relationship is good, you can't ask directly, you have to pay attention to it in the future!" Mo Zi'an spoke first and reprimanded Long Aotian, and replied "Yes, yes, yes." After that, he opened his mouth to answer his question: "If I speak now, I can barely be regarded as the peak of a demigod."

"Shhh So strong? Long Aotian exclaimed: "Brother Mo, the earth needs you now。。。。。。"

Long Aotian was about to say something, but his words were directly interrupted by Mo Zi'an: "Stop, you listen to me!" It's not that I don't want to make a move, but once I make a move, the opposite side will shoot the real demigod peak, and there are two of them, and then the disadvantage on our side will be even greater! Now that I am a dependant of the gods, I have escaped the investigation of the contract of the World Sea, so it is naturally impossible for me to take the initiative to expose it. ”

"I know what you mean when you called? But the result of my action is that the situation is worse than now, and the support I can give you is to borrow a little contribution from you, and I really can't help the rest. ”

Hearing Mo Zi'an's explanation, Long Aotian also reacted that it was indeed an unreasonable request for him to ask Mo Zi'an to make a move, and when he heard that Mo Zi'an was willing to lend him some contribution points, he asked, "Brother Mo, how much contribution value can you lend us?"

"100,000, I can only borrow so much from you, no matter how much, in fact, I am a dependant of God, and I can't bear God's punishment for me."

"Enough, enough, enough, thank you, Brother Mo."

"You have to pay attention, when exchanging the projection of the strong, do not choose the projection exchange of the strong beyond the legendary level, once it is sharply changed, the contract will determine that a strong person of the corresponding level was born on our side, and it will allow the opposite side to send double the number of strong people."

"Well, okay, Brother Mo, I know what to do."

Hanging up Long Aotian's phone, Mo Zi'an transferred 100,000 contribution points to him through the system elf, and just thought about it and breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "With the official hanging for you, you can always withstand it this time, right?"

Unexpectedly, the mobile phone in his hand rang again, and he looked at the call prompt, this time it was a little more.

Mo Zi'an: "。。。。。。"

After going through the same process, I lent out another 100,000 contribution points, and I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but someone in the chat group in my mind was @ myself.

Obviously, after communicating with the players, the sand sculptures in this group learned the importance of contribution points for this battle, so they cheekily came to borrow contribution points from themselves.

The same process, the same operation, but this time the contribution value lent to Luohe reached an astonishing 1 million points, Mo Ci calculated it, if it is converted into the power of the world, the number is 12,000 points of the power of the world! This almost has to be hollowed out of all the world power in Mo Zi'an's hands before it can be taken out.

"Damn, I'm all bankrupt to support this battle, it's really a flying dragon riding face, I want to see how to lose tomorrow's battle?"