At this moment.
The magic airship carrying Dragon Kingdom's Ninth Squad had officially taken off, reaching an altitude of three thousand meters.
Yet even so,
with the exceptional long-range vision granted by his S-rank talent, Ten Thousand Demons' Eye, Ling Zhan could still see the battlefield below with perfect clarity.
At the same time, this was the first time he had truly witnessed the monsters on the Takamagahara front with his own eyes!
Each Ghost Slave, at a minimum level of 45, was covered from head to toe in pitch-black scales.
Layers of ghostly aura, like black mist, coiled around them. Their features were hideous, their bodies towering, and they roared and howled as they charged at the adventurer legions before them!
These Ghost Slaves were undoubtedly the disposable pawns released by Glazed City.
Looking down from high above,
the vast plain battlefield resembled two swarms of black ants colliding and merging.
Skills flashed in a riot of colors across the plains, while enormous booms and explosions rang out one after another.
It was as though miniature missiles were constantly detonating on the ground. Every bombardment directly killed dozens, even hundreds, of Ghost Slaves.
Naturally, the adventurer legions could not possibly emerge entirely unscathed either.
This was an evenly matched charge across the plains.
Fortunately...
the adventurer legions had long since deployed a sufficient number of priest-class professionals on the rear battlefield.
As these priests raised their staffs, clusters of emerald holy radiance descended upon every injured adventurer legion member, even those on the brink of death. In less than two seconds, the wounded regained their fighting strength and returned to battle.
At the same time,
the entire adventurer legion's logistical operation was running at full tilt.
Bottles upon bottles of high-level mana-restoration potions and healing potions of acceptable quality