The Empire's Exploration Era: Jean-Claude's Hope

Claude's tactics were very standard: first, the spellcasters cast buff spells on everyone else, then the archers began firing volleys. After Lieutenant General Corsil issued an order, a group of blue-skinned humans holding staffs began chanting, and a shield rose around the legion. Then, the blue-skinned people also sent out their archers.

The two sides exchanged fire while marching, resulting in casualties on both sides. Then, when they were less than a hundred meters apart, the spellcasters began casting spells.

Claude calmly observed everything, recording all the data on the blue-skinned people—a temporary designation until further investigation. As for the casualties on his side? This was war, so they were to be expected. This Knight Legion was only a small part of the force he had brought, and technically, these people had not died, because his tower contained a resurrection pool holding their soul imprints. Bringing them back to life was merely a matter of cost.

"The infantry are about to clash," someone commented. The screen showed the battle between the dwarves' shields, the humans' spears, and the blue-skinned warriors.

"These warriors possess enhanced physical functions, and we've detected them using mana to maintain this enhancement," someone reported.

"Someone used an elemental attack."

"What element?" Claude asked.

"Fire."

"Show me."

Several screens appeared before him, and he saw countless blue-skinned people using elemental attacks such as fire, wind, and lightning. "So they're not merely ordinary warriors, but magic swordsmen? Have you detected their level of magic resistance?"

"According to our preliminary analysis, their magic resistance is twenty-three percent higher than that of ordinary Qi Martial Artists," the witch reported.

"That high?" There was a reason Claude was so shocked. Ever since the Exploration Era began and they had come into contact with other planes and civilizations, it had been proven