The First Legion Annihilation Battle (1)

"Many thanks, Your Majesty Ye Luo..." Alice knelt halfway, her expression incredibly complex.

Ye Luo remained seated atop his tall steed, not dismounting. He gazed down at Alice, whose face was hidden by her long golden hair as she bowed her head, and said leisurely, "Go back and tell Caroline that she is my woman. Although I have not given her any formal title, that cannot erase her status within my Zerg territory. If something like this happens again, tell her to come directly to me. Also, if you still wish to continue the Crimson Rose Chamber of Commerce, you might as well go to Hiller City..."

After saying these words, Ye Luo glanced at the setting sun leaning against the mountains on the horizon. Without further delay, he shouted "Giddy-up!" and galloped toward the city gates.

Adolph watched Ye Luo's departure with respect. When the figures of Ye Luo, Ye Meng, and the others vanished at the city gates, Adolph let out a long sigh. At the same time, he looked at Alina with a face full of admiration. "Miss Alina, it seems I must apologize to you for my stupidity and short-sightedness. Among the merchant guilds in Morton, you of the Crimson Rose are the true winners!

To win the title of the First Legion's primary partner, I, Adolph, was willing to be a slave and a servant, offering the power I had worked so hard to build for His Majesty's use. Yet, you of the Crimson Rose only had to offer one girl to gain the support we could never obtain..."

A cold glint flashed in Alice's eyes. "Is Guild Master Adolph secretly mocking our Crimson Rose?"

Adolph was stunned, then shook his head with a bitter smile. "A woman is a woman, after all. You must understand that in the law of the jungle, the winner takes all. Regardless of the means, only the result matters. If I could gain His Majesty's support at the cost of a woman, I would offer my own daughter without hesitation! Miss Alice, this is not a shame, but an opportunity. If you play your cards right, the Crimson Rose will surely rise above any other merchant guild..."

A look of genuine sincerity appeared in Adolph's eyes. His shift from cold sarcasm to earnest advice made the surrounding onlookers admire his tact.

It is said that regardless of the rumors stirred up in the city by Ye Luo making his relationship with Caroline public, the principle that "when one person attains the Tao, their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven" was fully manifested thereafter.

Because of Ye Luo's words, the status of the Crimson Rose Chamber of Commerce in the entire Morton territory suddenly rose to an incredible height. In subsequent guild activities, Alice was astonished to find that it was as if the Goddess of Luck had spread her beautiful wings and was constantly hovering around her; all their operations became incredibly smooth... Of course, Alice was no fool; she naturally knew the root of all this.

For the first time, this strong woman who had never relied on men felt a sliver of security because she had such a backer.

As the listless setting sun fell behind the mountain, the sky began to be painted in thick, heavy ink-black...

Two o'clock in the morning, First Legion camp.

Well-trained patrol members inspected the camp with high spirits. On the ten high platforms, the twenty sentries had their eyes wide as copper bells, not letting a single rustle of movement escape them.

This was the most exhausting moment of the day, the time when patrol members were most prone to drowsiness, yet there was not a hint of fatigue on them. They interpreted what it meant to be elite, what it meant to be an ace, with their outstanding performance!

"Rustle..." Suddenly, the grass on the south side of the camp began to tremble gently.

There was some wind at night, and the movement of grass didn't seem unusual... but this subtle disturbance immediately made one sentry tense up.

However, his professional training prevented him from shouting or panicking. He acted as if he hadn't noticed the movement at all, continuing to look elsewhere... But if an Overlord were flying in the sky at this moment, it would have captured the sentry's performance in its entirety!

The sentry appeared completely unaware, but as he turned his head to look in another direction, his peripheral vision remained firmly locked on the area of the anomaly.

"Rustle..." The grass shook again, and this time, the target had clearly advanced a distance!

The sentry happened to have his head turned away, but the discovery in his peripheral vision made his heart tighten. He suddenly yawned, patted his comrade beside him, said something, and walked loosely toward the other side of the camp, as if he were going to relax or relieve himself...

But as soon as he left the outpost, he immediately ran toward the central command tent.

"Rustle... rustle..." Under the cover of night, three thousand Zergling vanguards crawled slowly along the ground. The camp was set up on the side of a provincial road, surrounded by waist-high weeds. In the darkness, even if one observed from a height of ten meters, it would be difficult to spot these Zerglings without careful inspection!

One hundred meters, ninety meters, eighty meters... The Zerg army drew closer and closer to the camp.

Sixty meters! Upon reaching this distance, all the Zerglings stopped moving, as if the Zergling commander felt that the infiltration was going too smoothly, and thus halted the advance.

In the largest tent in the center of the First Legion, Yarman, who should have been resting, sat on his chair with high spirits. To his left and right sat the magic guild masters of the six great kingdoms. In the middle of the floor, a crystal was placed, radiating an image upward. In the image, a red Zergling's mouth opened and closed, as if reporting something.

"Such cautious beasts. I thought they would rush in all at once while we weren't looking!" Gilbert, the magic guild master of Goriu, sneered.

A faint smile played on Yarman's lips. The composure and confidence on his face made him appear a cut above the rest. "Guild Master Taren, I believe that 'turning decay into magic' is no longer enough to describe the power of magic. While we are all studying war magic with greater power and wider range, the Mirror Reflection you cast today has broadened the application of war magic from another level..."

Receiving Yarman's recognition and praise in front of everyone, Taren's lips curled slightly. Wasn't the purpose of the six great guilds gathering here to compete for ranking? Although the great war had not yet begun, the competition was clearly everywhere.

Taren was a water-type mage. Compared to the fire and thunder types with excellent attack power, or the wood and earth types with outstanding defense, the role of a water-type mage seemed somewhat minor. Yet today, he demonstrated with his own actions that even on a battlefield filled with slaughter, water-type magic remained irreplaceable!

Taren had personally carved ten Mirror Reflection magic arrays onto the observation pillars. These arrays could detect enemies by utilizing the abnormal reactions of water molecules in the air, projecting them and transmitting them before him, thereby achieving the goal of monitoring the surroundings without being discovered.

Because of this magic array, they did not need to send hundreds of scouts to disperse around the camp. After all, the enemy's camouflage could deceive or hide from a sentry's sight, but it could not escape the ubiquitous water molecules!