Fey Evolution Merchant

Chapter 923: You Better Drink More

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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

These Spirit Guards who were on special solo outfield tasks all had Gold feys.

The main members of the Spirit Guards formed small groups to patrol the various dimensional rifts.

A Spirit Guard with only Platinum feys would need some time in order to escape from a Class 2 marsh dimensional rift and report its existence.

Lin Yuan clenched his fist tightly.

Meanwhile, at the only entrance to Millstone Town where Lin Yuan and Zhang Xiaobai and the rest had fought together stood 100 spirit qi professionals. Each of these spirit qi professionals had one or two feys.

The feys all had similar powers. The slightly stronger ones were Gold, while the weaker ones were Bronze.

The spirit qi professionals looked austere but also ready to defend Millstone Town to their last breath.

The three people standing at the front of the group had the sourest expressions. One of them was the president of the Millstone Town’s Guild Alliance, and he had Gold feys. Another was the Spirit Guard, who had rushed out to send the report before rushing back to help.

There were two ferocious four-meter-long lions with light green fur flanking the Spirit Guard.

The two Platinum V/Epic Green-Faced Lions roared continuously to motivate the spirit qi professionals behind them. However, the Spirit Guard was sweating profusely, and his sweat dripped down onto the black earth, which promptly absorbed the liquid.

As a Spirit Guard, Zhao Xu was well aware of how terrifying a Class 2 dimensional rift could be.

Unlike Class 1 dimensional rifts that would only release a few Class 3 dimensional lifeforms, Class 2 dimensional rifts released hundreds of Class 3 dimensional lifeforms as well as five Class 4 dimensional lifeforms.

If there was a Marsh Crocodile amongst the Class 4 dimensional lifeforms, not even the Green-Faced Lions would be a match for them, much less the wave of dimensional lifeforms.

Before the Green-Faced Lions even had a chance to engage the wave of dimensional lifeforms in battle, they would be immediately torn to shreds.

Unless a miracle took place, there was no way they would win. But miracles were called miracles for a reason. How could they appear so easily?

However, Zhao Xu did not regret his decision to stand and fight alongside these people despite knowing what was to come because he was a Spirit Guard, and the glory of his duty prevented him from backing down.

The courage that came with this sense of duty enabled him to look determined and brave in spite of his pale countenance.

He turned to look at the old president of the Millstone Town’s Guild Alliance and said, “Old President, have you scattered the essence blood I gave you around the entrance of the fortress for survivors underground?”

The old president nodded and replied, “Lord Zhao Xu, I did as you instructed and scattered the Class 5 Marsh Crocodile’s essence blood around the entrance of the fortress for survivors.”

A look of relief came over Zhao Xu’s pale face.

Every small town in the Radiance Federation with inhabitants had a fortress for survivors built underground.

The women and children of Millstone Town who lacked fighting abilities would all hide in the fortress during times of disasters.

The fortress for survivors was not a paradise but a shelter built from strong defensive materials. It was meant to temporarily withstand disaster before the arrival of aid from Spirit Guards and Ascending Dragon Guards.

When faced with a disaster that involved a wave of Class 2 marsh dimensional lifeforms, the Millstone Town’s fortress for survivors would not even last five minutes.

Dimensional lifeforms were also very sensitive to the aura of lifeforms. If everyone hid in the fortress for survivors, it would immediately be surrounded by the Class 2 marsh dimensional lifeforms, and those people inside would instantly become nothing more than a feast.

Thus, the main purpose of the people defending Millstone Town’s wall would be to prevent the dimensional lifeforms from heading for the fortress of survivors.

Zhao Xu hoped that this group would be able to hold off the marsh dimensional lifeforms for some time.

Even if the marsh dimensional lifeforms killed off all the defenders and found the fortress for survivors, they would be warded off by the Class 5 Marsh Crocodile essence blood around the entrance. The Class 5 Marsh Crocodile should be effective for some time.

Zhao Xu had already sent the news to the Spirit Guards. The Spirit Guards and Ascending Dragon Guards should arrive at Millstone Town within an hour after receiving the news.

However, Zhao Xu still did not know how this group would be able to hold out until then.

If even he could not even defend a structure with his life, how were the spirit qi professionals behind him who died alongside him defending their wives and children going to rest easy after their deaths?

Zhao Xu cursed his lack of power. If only he had two Diamond Green-Faced Lions instead of Platinum Green-Faced Lions, he would be able to defend the front line for ten minutes at least.

At that moment, someone cleared their throat beside Zhao Xu and shouted, “Hey, you better drink more. Otherwise, you won’t have any Gray Beetles to eat…”

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Zhao Xu felt that this voice was full of ancestral peace.

He truly respected this young man.

When he had learned of the danger and rushed to inform the Spirit Guards, the young man and the Old President had already led the group outside Millstone Town to ready themselves for the battle. They had also organized the fortress of survivors very well.

Liu Lang was pointing at the five barrels of water and saying to a large molting bird, “When you were the Spitting Turtledove, you could drink three barrels of water at least. Now that you’re the Spitting River Turtledove, why can’t you drink five barrels of water?”

The Spitting River Turtledove cooed sadly and hiccupped water.

Liu Lang leaped around angrily, “This water is used to save lives during the battle. How can you just hiccup it out? If you don’t want to drink it, just don’t. Stop talking!”

The Spitting River Turtledove sadly patted the barrels of water with its wing.

It could not speak.. Otherwise, it would have jumped onto Liu Lang’s head with fear and bellowed.