Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 611 We must add fire to them

Su Fan followed the flow of people and ran in the direction of the Ghost Clan's territory. The further forward he went, the more Yan Mo Clan monks came from behind.

They were all low-level monks from various surrounding tribes. They were in a mess and without any formation, running forward all over the mountains and plains.

Huge ghost boats with ferocious shapes roared past their heads in the sky.

After running for two days, we finally arrived at a base ahead.

At this time, these low-level monks could no longer tell which tribe they belonged to, and no one cared about them anyway. They basically formed a team when they had enough people.

These low-level monks were not sent to the battlefield immediately, but were arranged to establish a defense line.

Although this group of low-level monks from the Yan Demon Clan are not only slovenly but also a little bit heartless, they are all very tall and powerful.

They could easily pick up a boulder several feet high, and in less than a day built a city wall hundreds of feet high, and then used fossil magical powers to reinforce the loose wall.

Next, blood was used to smear all kinds of weird runes on the city wall, and then some animal bones of various shapes were placed on it. After being stimulated, the city wall turned into a strong and solid defense line.

Su Fan couldn't help but be amazed when he saw that in just one day, a defense line spanning thousands of miles had been erected.

The entire defense line was filled with densely packed Yan Mo clan monks, and the sky was overwhelmingly filled with countless ghost boats.

The Ghost Clan on the opposite side is also heavily pressed with troops, but the number of monks on the front line is obviously not as large as that of the Yan Mo Clan, but there are not many high-end combat forces such as Nascent Soul cultivators and old monsters transforming gods.

As long as the Yan Mo Clan and the Ghost Clan start fighting, the ferocious Kui Mo Clan will definitely take advantage of the situation to launch an attack on the Ghost Clan.

After hearing the assurance from the witch god Aji, Su Fan was immediately relieved.

Although the various races in the Netherbone Star Territory look rough, whether it is protective barriers, city walls, altars and other means, they are simple and crude, but the effect is not bad at all.

A bright moon hung high in the night sky, and its radiance seemed to cover the entire earth with a layer of bright gauze.

Su Fan followed the same pattern and arranged several fifth-level bone talismans in three different locations, and then quietly returned to the Yan Mo clan's defense line.

Two hours later, the fifth-level bone talisman will be activated and detonated.

This cannot continue, we must add fuel to their fire.

At midnight, the moon and stars are sparse tonight.

The two sides are already at war with each other, and the war is imminent.

"Rumble..."

In the next few days, a large number of Yan Mo clan reinforcements from the rear arrived at the front line. Most of them were low-level cannon fodder monks.

Even some low-level monks of the Ghost Clan who were far away were still shaken to death by the violent aftermath of the explosion.

In fact, the Ghost Clan is almost the same, because their mortal enemy, the Kui Demon Clan, has now invaded the territory with large numbers of troops.

"Rumble...Rumble..."

Especially the senior officials of the Yan Mo Clan were all confused, and they did not issue an order to attack.

The frontline of the Ghost Clan's defense line is extremely heavily guarded. Countless monks are waiting for danger, and disciples of the clan are patrolling everywhere.

In order to resist Daluotian's attack in the Xuanluo Realm, it took hundreds of millions of monks several months to build three strong lines of defense.

Of course, Su Fan didn't want this situation to continue. If the confrontation continued for a few days, when the top leaders of both parties calmed down, there would be no way to start a fight if they made peace in private.

If the Yan Mo Clan were attacked by surprise, the higher-ups on the defense line would at least exercise some restraint, and would at least understand the situation before deciding whether to fight back.

Therefore, although the battlefield was filled with a tense war atmosphere, a short-term balance was maintained, and neither side made any further moves.

"Go, they won't find you..."

Su Fan's invisibility, coupled with the blessing of the witch god Aji's witch formation, also allowed him to successfully sneak into the rear of the Ghost Clan's front line.

He carefully came to a hidden place, took out a fifth-level bone talisman from the ring, and then stacked it with a "delay talisman".

Su Fan activated his magical power of melting blood and transforming into demons, used his invisibility to get into the front line of the Ghost Clan's defense line, and used his magic sword to easily pass through the invisible barrier at the front.

The Yan Mo Clan is fighting a fierce battle with the Mo Kui Clan, and of course they do not want to have a war with the Ghost Clan at this time.

This loud noise also broke the silent night.

"I want to go there tonight. Can you help me cover the exploration of the cultivator..."

Especially the monks on the Ghost Clan's defense line are almost all in the Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage.

Although this woman often deceives herself and has no human touch, she is still relatively reliable in what she says and does.

Thinking of this, Su Fan sent a thought to the witch god Aji.

The senior leaders of the Ghost Clan were overwhelmed with anger. They didn't expect that the Yan Demon Clan on the opposite side would attack first. How could they endure this?

Faced with the sudden explosion of the powerful fifth-level bone talisman, with the bone talisman as the center, the ghost clan monks within a radius of several miles instantly turned into powder.

There is no way, compared to other races, the number of members of the entire Ghost Clan is obviously insufficient. But Sheng is very united among his own race and is extremely powerful in combat.

Moreover, Su Fan could clearly sense more than ten powerful auras coming from the sky.

But with the Ghost Clan's vengeful character, after suffering such a big loss, the monks in the clan on the defensive line will definitely launch a counterattack.

Although the fifth-level bone talisman can only exert 30% of the power of Yuanying realm monks, its momentum is not small at all.

While Su Fan was thinking wildly, he heard an earth-shaking loud noise coming from the opposite direction of the Ghost Clan's defense line.

It was already early in the morning, and Su Fan sat cross-legged, mentally calculating the time for several fifth-level bone talismans to be detonated.

Whether it was the Ghost Clan or the Yan Demon Clan, all the monks on both sides' defense lines were alarmed.

Before both sides could react, it was as if a pot was boiling behind the Ghost Clan's defense line, and several powerful explosions occurred one after another.

Several Nascent Soul monks from the Ghost Clan with violent tempers rushed out without thinking and activated their magical powers against the Yan Demon Clan's defense line.

The two sides faced off for two days, and the battlefield was already filled with a tense atmosphere.

Just like a pot of oil that is already boiling hot, just drop a drop of water and it will burst into flames in an instant.

The monks on both sides of the defense line were dragged in and started fighting in a daze.

By the time the god-transformation monks from the two tribes arrived, the battlefield had turned into a pot of porridge. Even if they wanted to stop, they could not stop this fierce battle.

Su Fan originally wanted to hide behind the defense line, but the old monsters from both sides had already arrived in the sky above the battlefield. It was better not to seek death at this time.

He was rushed to the battlefield by a dense crowd of low-level cannon fodder monks from the Yan Demon Clan. As a series of large-scale magical powers descended from the sky, they fell on countless cannon fodder monks of the Yan Mo clan.

Their courage exploded instantly, and all aspects of their physical condition also increased briefly. Each of them stared up at the sky with red eyes and roared loudly.

The cannon fodder monks of the Yan Demon Clan, who had gained numerous blessings in fighting power, instantly entered a state of madness. They roared and rushed forward to fight crazily with the low-level monks of the Ghost Clan on the opposite side.

It has to be said that in terms of combat power and equipment, these cannon fodders of the Yan Mo Clan are far from the Ghost Clan.

Although these low-level cannon fodders of the Yan Mo clan have been blessed by spells, they are not afraid of death at all. But their IQs are also very low, and they rely solely on their bloody courage after becoming crazy.

Although they are brave and sturdy, they are no match for the Ghost Clan monks. It often takes several, or even a dozen, to kill a Ghost Clan monk.

But the most indispensable thing for the Yan Mo clan is low-level cannon fodder. In the eyes of the senior leaders of the clan, they are just a group of cheap consumables.

So in the end, the Ghost Clan is not a good deal.

The two sides fought crazily on the battlefield, and Nascent Soul monks and old monsters from the two tribes also joined in.

At this moment, both in the sky and on the ground, the fight was already in full swing.

Su Fan was mixed in with a group of low-level monks from the two tribes. Even if he stood and let them beat him, they might not be able to hurt him.

He fanned the flames everywhere on the battlefield, secretly throwing a fourth-level bone talisman here, and throwing out a fourth-level immortal talisman there.

Anyway, as long as you be careful and don't be affected by the big moves launched by those old monsters who transform into gods, you don't have to worry about your own safety at all.

Of course, no one would have thought that a dignified Yuanying monk would shamelessly blend in with the low-level monks on both sides.

Seeing that the fighting on the battlefield was getting more and more intense, Su Fan knew it was time to leave.

This was also his long-planned plan to sneak into the Ghost Clan's sphere of influence while the two sides were fighting.

Su Fan took out a fifth-level bone talisman from the ring, and then threw it behind him.

"Rumble..."

With an earth-shattering noise, the monks of the two races within several miles were swept away.

Su Fan was also struck by the aftermath of this violent explosion. His body was blown up and he suddenly fell to the front line of the Ghost Clan's defense line.

By the time the endless smoke and dust stirred up by the explosion dissipated, he had turned into a thin mist and snuck close to the ground behind the Ghost Clan's defense line.

At this time, the two sides were engaged in a fierce battle, and the two races of gods and old monsters in the sky were fighting inextricably, and they had no energy to pay attention to the situation below the battlefield.

So Su Fan's infiltration plan went very smoothly. Before dawn, he found an advance base behind the Ghost Clan's defense line.

About an hour later, Su Fan had disguised himself as a foundation-building monk of the Ghost Clan.

He used the special methods of the Body Dao monks to change his appearance and body shape, and used the secret method of the Demonic Blood Dao to make even the bloodline aura the same.

Not to mention the Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Stage, even the Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't find any clues after careful inspection.

This ghost monk served on a ghost ship that transported personnel, often traveling between the battlefield and the rear.

Su Fan stayed at this forward base for two days, and then left the front line on a ghost boat.

Before leaving, he also used the evil secret technique "Substitute Technique" to find a spellcasting target in the base, and left a trace of his own aura in the target's body.

After Su Fan's continuous research and speculation over the past few years, this evil "substitution method" is now different from what it used to be.

After some perfect modifications by him, the target of the "substitute method" can make his breath stay in the opponent's body for at least a few years.

In the next year, the war between the Yan Mo clan, the Mo Kui clan, the Ghost clan and the Kui Mo clan intensified.

Now these races have carried out general mobilization, and a large number of monks from the tribes are dispatched to the battlefield every day.

A racial war of this scale would definitely be a big deal if it happened in other star regions, but it is not a big deal in the Netherbone Star Region.

Because the Netherbone Star Territory is vast and has countless powerful races, wars like this happen almost all the time in all planes.

Even large-scale wars between several planes occur from time to time.

Wars in various planes are often broadcast in real time throughout the Netherbone Star Territory, and the scenes on the battlefield will also appear on the light screens in various planes, becoming a daily pastime for monks of all races.

Of course, the constant wars in the Netherbone Star Territory have also promoted the gambling industry in various places.

When the wars were intensive, the amount of betting at betting stations in various places even exceeded that of various large-scale gladiatorial arenas.

The warlikeness of various races in the Netherbone Star Territory can be seen clearly.

It's early morning, when dawn has just broken.

The fog and dew from last night have not completely dissipated. There is a ray of moisture and freshness in the air, and everything is shrouded in mist.

Su Fan sat cross-legged in a stone room, constantly scanning a bone fragment in his hand with his spiritual consciousness.

Over the past year or so, he has successfully penetrated into the deepest part of the Ghost Clan's territory. The place where he is now is "Luoman City".

"Luoman City" is not large in scale among the cities in the territory of the Ghost Clan, with a population of only over one million.

But this city is of great significance to the entire Ghost Clan.

The reproductive capacity of the Ghost Clan cannot be compared with that of other races, and its population is relatively sparse, so the Clan attaches great importance to every child of the same bloodline.

Soon after each member of the same race is born, they are sent to the tribe for unified training, which is similar to the Spartan military training system in Su Fan's previous life.

Because they have received rigorous military training and training since childhood, this is also the main factor that makes the Ghost Clan monks individually strong.

As these young children of the Ghost Tribe slowly grow up, the blood in their bodies begins to slowly awaken. In the future, their status within the tribe will depend on the blood they inherit.

"Luoman City" is a city responsible for cultivating young children of the clan. It can also be said to be a military training camp.

There are almost a million young children of the clan receiving unified training and instruction in "Luoman City".

Not only that, the young children who can come to "Luoman City" are all the most qualified children selected from various ethnic groups.

Although there are many cities that train young children, there are only three training camps like "Luoman City" in the entire Ghost Clan that are full of outstanding young children of the clan.

Of course, it is also very difficult to sneak into "Luoman City".

This place has the strictest city defense and screening methods. Every instructor in the training camp in the city must go through rounds of screening and review even if he returns to the city after leaving home to visit relatives.

(End of this chapter)