Around the same time, in another part of the Twilight Plains.
Several powerful Level 9 Gargoyles swept through the air. Every so often, they raked their claws, tearing open a bloody storm.
Harpies, war hawks, Sand Sculptures, flying insects...
These two- and three-star troops were as fragile as thin paper before the Gargoyles, easily ripped apart one after another and tumbling from the sky, losing their lives in the blink of an eye.
However, as they were entangled by these low-level troops that were clearly nothing more than cannon fodder, the Gargoyles' energy was also rapidly draining. In the distance, more than a dozen Three-Star Troop Female Musketeers who had been cultivated to LV7 kept firing, blasting one wound after another into the Gargoyles.
There were even Rare Troop mages, rubbing their hands together and sending fireballs flying.
Griffins also circled through the air. Once the Gargoyles ran out of energy, they pounced and fought, delivering the killing blow.
"Perfect, time to wrap things up~"
The Lord Second Generation Luo Xing, who was commanding from afar, was very satisfied as he patted the dust from his clothes. "That was a perfect victory. As expected of me~"
After all, he had only sacrificed some Level 2 and Level 3 cannon fodder that had received few resources. His own elite main force had suffered almost no losses. Wasn't that a perfect victory?
This was already as perfect as it could get.
How could anyone possibly take down these gatekeeper monsters without losing a single troop?
"Well, next I'll have to venture into the Challenge Secret Realm and let those idiots on the forum who look down on me see who the true powerhouse is."
Luo Xing controlled his character, carefully tidied his clothes and hairstyle, and only after making sure his appearance