Stunned, everyone also heard Mo Lin's intention clearly, obviously Mo Lin led the [Mo Lin Mage Regiment] to the Ferrilla Plane Battlefield to participate in the battle, and wanted to participate in the war independently.

The front-line leaders of the various legions present did not have any opinions on this, because Morin's identity and authority were greater than those of everyone present, and according to the principle, Morin had the authority to dispatch all the legions in the Ferrilla plane.

Even to make a battle plan, Maureen is qualified.

Morin wanted to lead the [Morin Mage Regiment] to act alone without the legions, and they had no opinion.

As for the second point, there is the question of coordination.....

The front-line leaders of the legions pondered for a moment, and finally one of them stood up as a representative, saluted respectfully, and replied: "Dear Councillor Morin, your first request, on behalf of all the front-line commanders of the Legions participating in the battle in the Ferrira plane, agrees to your intelligence contribution. ”

"As for the second question of cooperation, we can only reply to you, if the fighter is in our favor, we will cooperate. If we think the aircraft is not in our favor, we have the right to refuse your request!"

A seat, neither humble nor arrogant, polite.

Mo Lin took a deep look at it and recognized it as the deputy leader of an S-class legion, a demigod powerhouse, and quite famous among the alliance demigod powerhouses.

He nodded with a smile: "That's good, I'm sure you'll see the fighter soon!"

With that, the communication hung up, leaving a ground to look at the front commanders of the various legions.

These front-line commanders of each legion seem to have the same status and status, but in fact, they are still headed by the front-line commanders of the four S-level legions.

These four men decide everything on the battlefield of the entire Ferrira plane, and for thousands of years, they have done so.

has always adhered to a simple truth, strength is king.

"Seeing what Councilor Morin meant, he will bring new fighters to the battlefield of the Ferrira plane this time?"

"Unlikely, right? His [Merlin Mage Regiment] has just been formed, and there is not a single demigod powerhouse, and the strength of the entire legion is only 300,000, how can this strength have an impact on a large dimensional battlefield like Ferrilla?"

"Yes, I don't think it's possible, Councilor Morin led the [Morin Mage Regiment] to come, at most it is to train soldiers....."

"What do you want to do so much? Councilor Morin is too high, even if he makes a joke, it is not something we can laugh at. Whatever he does, we have only one principle, if we want our whole army to go out, there must be fighters that everyone here approves of, otherwise, everything will not be discussed!"

"Yes, yes, that's how it should be!"

"However, the stalemate on the battlefield of the Ferrira plane has been too long, and I still hope to break this famous quagmire of war. I hope that Councilor Morin's visit this time can really bring new changes to the entire Ferrilla Plane Battlefield!"

“.......”

The deputy commanders of the four S-class legions, you and I are discussing every word, and their remarks caused the front-line leaders of other A-class legions, B-class legions, and C-class legions to nod their heads in agreement.

......

Mo Lin didn't know the conversation of the front-line leaders of the various legions on the Ferrilla Plane Battlefield, after taking over the wisdom authority of the Ferrilla Plane Demon Network, he quickly supplemented all the information on the battlefield, and on the big screen projected by the [Conquest], the map showed that the Alliance Army had only taken 30% of the territory of the Ferrilla Plane after thousands of years of fierce battles.

Moreover, these 30% of the territory are normal terrain, and 70% of the volcanic fire sea area of the Ferrilla plane is all in the hands of the Ferrilla clan.

With the advantage of the terrain, the Ferrira people have an extremely tenacious will to resist, and counterattack from time to time, further compressing the living space of the alliance army.

The situation is worrying!

After reading all the resources, Morin came to this conclusion in his heart. The Alliance Army invested four S-class legions, ten A-class legions, and many B-class C-class legions, with tens of millions of troops, but they were passive on the battlefield of the Ferrilla plane.

In addition, within the alliance, there are constant calls for a truce to withdraw from the Ferrilla plane, which leads to the coalition army's will to fight is getting lower and lower, and its performance on the battlefield is becoming more and more passive.

Data shows that more than 80 percent of the 100 recent wars involving more than 100,000 people have been fought by the Ferrira people.

This data is a bit terrible, there is no need to withdraw troops within the Alliance, and if this situation is maintained, it will not take a hundred years for the Alliance Army to withdraw from the Ferrilla plane and admit defeat.

Defeat!

This has an unimaginable negative impact on the mage alliance that has been thriving since its establishment for 10,000 years, and the consequences are extremely terrifying.

Even Morin could not have imagined what a catastrophe this would cause, and what a series of horrific deterioration it would cause.

The first defeat of the invincible Union army is unimaginable to the morale of the Union army.

Not to mention, for those aliens who want to be independent and defect from the alliance, the first defeat of the alliance army is definitely an inspiration for their confidence, and even starts the era of alien rebellion.

Rebellion, on the other hand, will cause turmoil, and it will shake the dominance of the Alliance, and once the Alliance cannot immediately suppress these turmoil, then even greater turmoil will come.

Just from the battlefield of the Ferrira plane, Morin saw a lot and thought a lot, and there was a kind of subversion of the impression he had always had of the Alliance.

"It turns out that the alliance is not as powerful as it seems....."

Maureen muttered to himself.

He didn't know what the Alliance's absolute numerical superiority was doing, in fact, with just one Dharma God Giant coming forward, the Ferrira plane could easily take it down.

However, after thousands of years of war, the alliance did not dispatch a Dharma God giant to resolve the matter.

Then, there is only one possibility, that is, the alliance god giants are being restrained by a certain force or a certain force, so that the alliance gods can't take a step out to deal with this matter.

But what kind of force or force can contain the Alliance's Dharma God Giant?

Ten thousand years ago, in the battle for hegemony in the core plane, the alliance had completely defeated them and suffered unbearable losses, otherwise they would not have surrendered, joined the alliance, and became a member of the alliance.

Even if 10,000 years have passed, but a lot of resources have been lost, it will be impossible for these aliens to recover.

Among them, there must be a third party force or force!

"What could that be?"

"Mysterious and unknown forces?or other civilizational forces?!"

A terrible word flashed through Morin's mind, causing his face to change drastically. If other civilizational forces really intervene, then the future .....

This is a terrifying future that Morin could not imagine!

If other civilizations intervene, it will be the war of civilizations, and the war of civilizations will be the war of gods!

Only gods are qualified to participate in the battlefield!

Whether it is a Silver Moon Mage or a Flame Sun Mage, even if it is a demigod-level powerhouse, he is not qualified to participate in the war!

If you get a little affected, you'll have to die!

"Whether it's possible or not, prepare for the worst!"

"It seems that the plan to hunt the demigods and advance to the demigods as quickly as possible has to be accelerated!"

"No matter when, or strength is the most important!"

Merlin clenched his fists and muttered to himself, his eyes gleaming with a strange essence and a hint of urgency.

The unpredictable future made him feel the crisis.