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Chapter 71

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Northern Wasteland deep inside an underground palace.

Blood Pool rolled over, and the blood filled the entire underground palace with a fishy stench.

Lord Demon-Human"Blood Nether", who was sitting on the bone throne, suddenly crushed the bone cup in his hand.

Half-Step Martial Venerable's aura raged in the hall, causing Demon-Human below to tremble.

"That batch of Blood-Soul Pearl cannot be contacted?"

Blood Nether's voice is very cold.

Below, a Demon-Human clung to the ground, trembling all over and said, "Yes... the communication at the Bone Pagoda altar was forcibly cut off. The agents sent there only saw headless corpses on the ground. Those Blood-Soul Pearl... are all gone!"

"Trash."

Blood Nether spit out two words angrily.

He raised his right hand and grasped it with five fingers.

That Demon-Human didn't even make a sound to beg for mercy, his body exploded and turned into a ball of blood mist.

Blood Nether took a deep breath, and the blood mist turned into red light and poured into his body along his nasal cavity.

He closed his eyes comfortably, his body glowed with a red light, and he seemed to enjoy the plundered Blood Qi very much.

The people Demon-Human below the steps had fear in their eyes and their heads were buried even lower.

"A mere human being dares to use this lord's opportunity to break through Overlord-Class."

Blood Nether stood up, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes, "Since they dare to reach out, then this lord will chop off all their hands."

"Sir, do you want to send a large army to search the mountain?"

A Demon-Human asked tremblingly.

"Sou Shan? No need."

Blood Nether raised the corner of his mouth and walked slowly down the bone steps. "I have received information, Lei Qianjue, that old guy is out. There is not even a decent fighter in the branch now."

He walked to the door and looked up at the sky.

"What's more coincidental is that Lei Qianjue beheaded Dark-Gold Dragon Emperor at Blackwind Pass before. If this matter reaches the ears of that "Netherworld Dragon Venerable"..."

Blood Nether sneered.

Although it has just broken through Martial Venerable's strength, it is a genuine Martial Venerable level old monster, and it is extremely protective of its shortcomings.

"Go and gather all the tribal armies!"

Blood Nether's fingers made a clicking sound while his eyes flashed with madness.

"Today, I will unite with that old monster to bulldoze the Army-Breaker Bureau branch!"

"Use Martial Warrior Blood Qi there to double my Blood-Soul Pearl!"

The emergency assembly order was rung three times.

Li Zhengyang When he came out of the villa, there were already many people rushing to the gathering place.

Command Center In the lobby, Chen Feng stood in front of the central control console with an ugly expression on his face.

Most of the people have arrived, Zhao Yi, Lei Hu and others are also there.

When Li Zhengyang walked in, everyone's eyes automatically gave way to him.

No one dares to regard him as a new recruit anymore.

"Everyone is here."

Chen Feng presses the console, and Holographic Projection unfolds overhead.

It was a heat map covering two hundred kilometers outside the barrier.

Under normal circumstances, there should be scattered red light spots on the heat map, representing Demonic Beast individuals or small communities distributed in various regions.

But at this moment, a large area in the upper right corner of the entire picture turned dark red.

"Three hours ago, the peripheral detection array started alarming." Chen Feng clicked on the dark red area and zoomed in.

Densely packed light spots surged across the screen, slowly advancing towards the barrier.

"The Demonic Beast population in areas C3 to C9 has experienced large-scale abnormal migration. The number of individuals above Sixth-Rank Martial Artist is more than twenty times the normal number."

The hall was quiet.

More than twenty times.

Everyone present knows the meaning of this number.

Beast Tide.

Chen Feng nodded and switched to the timeline comparison chart.

"Three days ago, the Demonic Beast distribution of C7 Zone was normal. This afternoon, the secondary reconnaissance team cleared the Demon-Human stronghold in that area, and No. 1001 even swept the entire C7 perimeter."

He drew a line on the map with his hand.

"But after the team came back, for some unknown reason, other areas Demonic Beast began to move closer to this range."

"According to the model, within thirty hours at the latest, this wave of migration will converge into a formal Beast Tide, heading straight for the barrier."

Lei Hu's Adam's apple rolled. "What about the scale?"

"Conservative estimate, A-Rank."

Curses broke out in the hall.

If there are Beast Tide and Thunder Venerable people of this size, there is nothing to be afraid of.

But it's still a little tricky to deal with now.

"The house leaks only when it rains all night."

Zhao Yi patted the table and said, "Thunder Venerable is still at the headquarters. Deputy Director Chen, when can you contact him?"

"I have sent the highest level emergency call, but there is no reply yet."

Chen Feng's voice was very tight.

The conference room became noisy, with more than a dozen captains holding their own opinions.

Some advocate holding on to the barrier, while others suggest splitting up the troops to attack.

After fighting for a long time, there was no result.

"What's the noise about?"

The voice was not loud, but everyone present closed their mouths at the same time.

Li Zhengyang took two steps forward and stood directly below Holographic Projection.

He looked up at the surging crimson area and clicked twice on the map.

"Beast Tide hasn't taken shape yet?"

Chen Feng nodded. "Currently it is just a large-scale migration, and there is no directional shock wave yet."

"A real Beast Tide needs a core. Usually a Demonic Beast above Martial Emperor acts as the leader, coercing the surrounding middle and low-level Demonic Beast to form a charge formation."

"Where is the core?"

Chen Feng Zoom in the map and point to the deepest part of the migration zone.

A particularly bright red dot is moving slowly.

"Here. A Demonic Beast suspected to be Peak Martial Emperor was detected. The species cannot be confirmed at the moment."

"Its location is right in the center of the migration zone, and the surrounding Demonic Beast groups are moving closer to it."

"Once it starts to lead the charge, all the Demonic Beast that have gathered will become its cannon fodder, forming the real Beast Tide."

Li Zhengyang stared at the red dot.

"How far is it from the barrier?"

"One hundred and forty kilometers."

"Thirty hours, right?"

"Yes, the time estimated by the model is relatively conservative."

Li Zhengyang Put the gun tail down and slap it on the floor.

clang.

The sound was crisp and clear, silencing all the remaining whispers in the hall.

"Wait until it takes shape and then hit it, stupid."

"Then what do you mean?" Chen Feng frowned.

"Pre-emptive strike."

Li Zhengyang tapped on the brightest red dot on the map.

"Before they gather together, kill this core. Without the core, the migrating Demonic Beast group will lose its direction and disperse."

Zhao Yi stood up. "One hundred and forty kilometers deep, there are Demonic Beast above Sixth-Rank Martial Artist along the way. To reach that core position, it takes a lot of physical strength and energy."

"But this is the only reliable method at present."

Li Zhengyang held the gun and looked around the conference room.

"Once Beast Tide is truly formed, that will be the most difficult time to deal with it."

When everyone below heard the words, they couldn't help but think about it.

When I think of it, I think of Li Zhengyang's previous performance when dealing with Demon-Human.

They all nodded in agreement.

"Okay! We support you!"

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