Chapter 1211
Meng Chao felt that this might be possible.
A targeted mind transmission would be far clearer and more stable than an ultra-large-scale Brainwave Broadcast.
The only question was who they should choose as the target of their mind transmission.
This candidate had to play a pivotal role in the Great Horned Legion, someone whose word carried absolute weight and who could determine the actions—even the lives and deaths—of tens of thousands of elite ratfolk warriors.
If they could not find such a person, then at the very least, they had to lock onto an elite warrior from the White Bone Battalion, the Great Horned Legion's strongest core unit.
Through him, they could influence more White Bone Battalion elites.
On the other hand, the Ancient Dream Saintess was burning her life at any cost, pushing the tremor of every brain cell to its limits. She certainly could not keep this up for long.
Meng Chao could feel her brain heating up again.
No matter how Ice Storm gathered frost beside her to cool her down, she could not stop the Ancient Dream Saintess's brain matter from gradually turning into volcanic lava.
Perhaps in the next second, her brain would burst like Fireworks.
He was destined to have very little time to persuade a White Bone Battalion elite he had never met.
He had to find someone who obeyed his every word and trusted him completely.
Only then could he explain everything in just a few sentences.
Did such a person exist?
Such a person...
Meng Chao's thoughts raced like lightning, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
"Ancient Dream Saintess, can you hear my voice? Such a wide-range Brainwave Broadcast is useless. We are too far from the main force, and the interference outside is too severe. Even if we