Though Long Haochen was young, both Long Xingyu and Ye Hua had instilled in him countless lessons and battlefield experiences. Calmness was the first priority; protecting oneself mattered more than defeating the enemy.
Lin Jialu's gaze could not help falling upon that Dik Race Infiltrator once more. The Dik Race already counted as a mid-tier troop type among the Devil Race. They excelled at invisibility, speed, and attack. On the surface, they did not look much different from humans, except their faces were long and narrow, their skin gray, and their arms longer than a human's. Their offensive power was astonishing, especially while invisible, making them impossible to guard against. They were born as the bane of mages.
Most importantly, their invisibility could only be dispelled by being struck with a light-element skill or by a priest's True Sight. In every war, large numbers of Dik Race Infiltrators would hide themselves away to hunt human mages.
Even the most ordinary Dik Race Infiltrator possessed strength comparable to a human Fourth Order warrior, perhaps even greater. As a mid-tier troop type of the Devil Race, they could further enhance their abilities through cultivation. This was something Rook Tribe Stealth Users could never hope to match.
"Let's move." Long Haochen gave a low shout. "Keep the original formation. I'll bring up the rear. Sis, don't summon Rose. That's our hidden strength. If the enemy sends troops after us, we'll have one more trump card."
"Alright." Li Xin gripped her twin swords, shot Lin Jialu a glance, and strode forward.
Lin Jialu took a deep breath of the dawn's icy air, forcibly steadying her unsettled mind. She cast a Levitation Spell on herself and swiftly followed behind Li Xin. The Chen Brothers and Long Haochen also began moving, maintaining their diamond formation as