Aside from individuals like Tie Xingzhen, who can completely ignore artillery fire and open spaceships like cans under heavy fire, other cultivators face more difficulties in dealing with these escort ships.
They worked in groups of several, first figuring out how to create an opening in the ship, then entering the hull and eliminating the crew.
The efficiency of hands-on work is not very high.
Moreover, with the escort ships operating across the entire Venus, it would take them a considerable amount of time to pinpoint the location of the next enemy ship.
Just as they were engaging the escort ships in the air as planned, numerous black dots appeared in the sky above Venus.
Like a meteor shower, countless delivery capsules fell from space, skimming the atmosphere.
The friction between the delivery capsule and the atmosphere created intense sparks, like meteorites, which instantly illuminated the entire Venus.
The cultivators' eyesight was not bad, and although the drop pods had not yet landed, some of them had already seen through the true nature of these "meteorites".
They were rows of mechanical compartments, like cans; as for what was inside, it certainly wasn't anything good.
"Hurry to the resurrection pool and get those guys still soaking in there back to the battlefield! Something's coming down!"
There were too many drop pods falling from the sky; it was clearly unrealistic for them to fight them off alone.
The high-level cultivators were all engaged in combat with the escort ships in the high sky and were temporarily unable to spare any manpower.
For these delivery pods that are about to land, these low-level cultivators who are still on Venus are the main force in the fight against them.
Of course, the cultivators from the Divine Land military were also arriving through the teleportation portal one after another, but due to the number of people, the transportation process would obviously take a considerable amount of time.
Most of the delivery capsules began to decelerate automatically after passing through the atmosphere, falling to the ground at a relatively slow speed. However, a considerable number of the delivery capsules did not decelerate at all and crashed straight into the ground.
It was like a metal can that had been smashed down; it landed on the ground, creating a large crater and triggering a violent explosion.
Each cannon fodder soldier carries a bomb, and the power of these bombs should not be underestimated.
The probability of a substandard drop pod successfully landing is low. Only about 60% of the cannon fodder soldiers who ride in these things can successfully reach the ground. The remaining 40% are basically used as disposable bombs.
This yield rate is obviously ridiculously low, but for Snail People, this is considered normal operation, since these cannon fodder are the least valuable things anyway.
Amidst the explosions, the drop pods that had successfully decelerated and landed opened one after another.
Countless strange creatures sprang out from it, rushing out in all directions.
They carried all sorts of weapons, from melee machetes to rapid-fire laser guns—a truly diverse array.
Like a tidal wave, the cannon fodder army swept across various locations, creating a truly massive scene.
Meanwhile, the cultivators in the resurrection pool had already gathered together, forming several large groups, and charged towards the opposite side.
Despite the effectiveness of various ranged spells against this human wave tactic—a single fireball could take away dozens of cannon fodder—the drop pods continued to descend, and the alien cannon fodder seemed to appear endlessly.
Soon, the cultivators were forced to confront these cannon fodder.
Although these creatures looked all sorts of different shapes and sizes, like animals from a zoo that had come to life and escaped, and their chaotic appearances made them seem somewhat ferocious, they actually didn't cause much harm to the cultivators after colliding with them.
Weak, really too weak.
Their bodies were like toys; a single punch could tear apart the limbs of several cannon fodder, and a powerful slam could send them flying dozens of cannon fodder flying into the air.
This feeling is like in Dynasty Warriors, where the general is mowing down grass among a horde of soldiers. Aside from the initial intimidation, these cannon fodder are like eggs, easily broken at the slightest touch.
But the cannon fodder are obviously not that simple. As the ground forces of the Snail People, they naturally have their own characteristics.
Every cannon fodder soldier who is killed will have their bombs detonate the instant they lose their lives, taking everything around them with them.
Although the cannon fodder themselves did not cause much damage to cultivators, they could not withstand the power of the bombs. After two or three bombs, even a cultivator would die on the spot and have to return to the Living Pool to report for duty.
Moreover, there are too many of these cannon fodder; if one of them explodes, it will trigger a chain reaction, posing a huge threat to the cultivators resisting on the ground.
The number of cultivators is being rapidly depleted.
Fortunately, it was only a threat. The cultivators who had been exhausted to death poured out of the resurrection pool one after another and continued to rush onto the battlefield.
Some people, in their pursuit of efficiency, would simply charge into the side with the most cannon fodder, causing themselves to self-destruct and taking a large group of cannon fodder with them.
After a few seconds, it climbed out of the resurrection pool and ran excitedly to another spot.
Those who resurrected multiple times had their equipment, clothing, and everything else completely destroyed. In the past, such naked bodies would have been somewhat indecent, but now that this was the front line against aliens, no one could care less.
After resurrecting, I manually blurred out my own image, and then charged straight out.
The war of attrition was raging fiercely, but overall the cultivators still had the upper hand. If the fighting continued like this, the cannon fodder troops would only be wiped out.
However, after nearly twenty minutes of fighting, the situation took a new turn.
"No, can anyone tell me what the hell is going on?!"
On Earth Star, those monitoring the current war have discovered new developments.
At many respawn points, aliens have begun to respawn!
"Wait, can aliens be resurrected with this? This formation is incredibly selfless!"
"You can't say that. When it was designed, who could have imagined that aliens would come here?"
"Yes, some cultivators bring spirit pets into battle. You can't have a person revive after death, but if a pet dies, it's truly dead..."
"So this thing resurrects regardless of race? Anyone can do it?"
"Wow, if that's how it works, then we've lost our advantage!"
As soon as an alien appeared in the first resurrection pool and was easily killed by the cultivators who were resurrected at the same time, the number of resurrected aliens at various resurrection points also increased.
After all, in terms of mortality rate, these aliens died much faster than the cultivators.
Soon, the respawn point will be filled with these resurrected cannon fodder.
Continuing to kill them would only result in them respawning at the respawn point, taking up space that would otherwise be available for other cultivators to respawn. So, the cultivators who had respawned at the point quickly joined forces and threw these respawned cannon fodder out of the respawn point.
The resurrected cannon fodder soldiers were in a completely bewildered state. They were not only thrown out, but the intense pain from hitting the ground brought them back to their senses.
He was indeed dead; the pain from the bomb detonating on his body was still tearing at his nerves.
But what's going on? How am I alive again?
And what about the bomb on his body?