Yes, they are kobolds like the ancient city clan, but his kobolds are different from other kobolds.
First of all, they are definitely taller and stronger than normal kobolds, and there are more of them than any of Lin Xiao's peers. There are as many as 30,000 kobolds, and I don't know if there are any kobolds in his divine domain who have not yet fought.
But this is not the reason for everyone to doubt life. After all, kobolds are still kobolds even if they are mutated and stronger than their peers. As long as they have not crossed the rank, they are not considered strong. What
really makes everyone doubt life is a phalanx of kobold dragon vein warlocks in the kobold army.
Yes, not a few, but a phalanx. It is estimated that there are at least more than 200 of them.
The ancient city has two kobold dragon vein warlocks, and the combat system based on them can sit on the throne of the silver level. So what is the experience of two hundred kobold dragon vein warlocks?
The challenger Tang Ning was stunned. He had no idea what was happening. Two hundred explosive missiles with the power of 500 kg warheads fell from the sky, and that was it.
Lin Xiao remembered that in his previous life, a 500 kg warhead ballistic missile could blow up a huge pit on the ground that was 30 meters long, 20 meters wide, and 5 meters deep. This was larger than a basketball court of 28 by 15 meters. What was the concept of 200 ballistic missiles covering the bombing?
Anyway, thousands of spectators spent a five-star card to watch the lonely fireworks.
It was a complete, thorough, and ruthless crushing. Tang Ning's proud family died. In the end, it was said that there were only a few survivors.
After the challenge was over, no one had recovered from the shock. Countless people looked at the black-haired boy who had replaced his opponent and sat in the center of the nine golden thrones at the top with mixed eyes of shock, admiration, and awe. Everyone was convinced.
Even Lin Xiao was convinced. This kind of heroic lineup was really strong.
Comparing his own strength with that of his opponent, Lin Xiao felt that unless he multiplied all his clans by ten and had the advantage of water terrain, or evolved the main clan Black Scale Naga once, he might have a chance to win.
But the premise is that this is Wu Zhonglin's full strength. If there is any hidden strength, that's another story.
Within five minutes after Wu Zhonglin's challenge, the other five defeated their opponents one after another and successfully sat on the top golden throne.
The six eliminated people looked at the other three golden thrones at the same time, making the three people sit on edge. If they had a little pursuit, they would challenge them and try their best to stay on the top floor. The
many silver throne students who were also on the second floor were also very nervous. There were six more eliminated people on the top floor, and there were no extra places, so they had to grab the next floor. Six people must be eliminated on this floor, and no one wanted to be the one to be challenged.
Everyone was excited to see these high-ranking elites with nervous faces, while Lin Xiao walked silently towards the steps leading to the first step. Someone noticed his movements and asked in the group:
"Lin Xiao, what are you going to do?"
"Challenge, I still have one chance, don't waste it."
Everyone was speechless, only Tang Ling laughed:
"Then you are really wasting it, who can you beat with your level?"
Lin Xiao glanced at Tang Ling indifferently. This guy likes to confront me so much?
He shrugged and said bluntly:
"What's wrong with losing? It's better than some people who have a chance but are timid and dare not challenge."
"Who are you talking about?"
Tang Ling's expression suddenly turned cold.
"Who is timid knows it in their hearts, don't take it personally." Anyway,
the relationship has always been bad, Lin Xiao is not polite.
After saying that, he was not interested in talking nonsense with him, and directly consumed an epic quality five-star card to challenge a student on a stone throne next to him.
It's a pity that he doesn't have two epic cards in his hand now, otherwise he wants to challenge the black iron throne directly.
When the opponent confirmed that he was about to be transferred to the plane battlefield, Lin Xu's voice came to his ears:
"It's okay to challenge, just think of it as a way to gain knowledge and experience. After all, I can only help you once. It will be difficult for me to help you in the next stage, and it will be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future."
He nodded, and his figure flashed and disappeared.
In the familiar virtual plane, Lin Xiao was facing the plane terrain setting, but at this time his attention was on the top of the virtual plane. There was no one watching the battle, only a huge pupil that was exactly the same as the one he saw before also appeared here.
He thought about it and guessed that it was not that there were big guys observing him, but that all the challenge planes were within the field of vision of these big guys.
At the beginning, there were no big guys on the first day because the big guys didn't come. Today is the last day, and these big guys are interested in observing. If there is a good performance, it will naturally enter their sight.
However, Lin Xiao didn't have much expectation for this. The focus of these big guys must be on the silver level and above. Those below silver will hardly pay attention. No matter how good the performance is, it can't compare with the elites at the top. There
is no need to choose the terrain. In line with the principle of fairness, both parties agreed to be all random. The result was not unexpected, it was a simple plain grassland.
The entire plane was flat except for two small hills and a few trees. It was only half a foot high and could not hide people. There were no rivers or lakes, but the land was not dry and was OK.
In this battle, Lin Xiao deployed a total of 14,000 murlocs, one-third of which were unpromoted, and 800 grown Nagas, half of which were unpromoted.
When the huge team was teleported to one end of the plane, a slight surprise came from a place he could not perceive, and a look was cast over.
"Mutated murloc?"
"No, mutant murloc?"
"Not right!"
"Interesting!"
Lin Xiao stood on the sky of the plane, quietly watching the many clansmen arranging their troops under the command of Slada. On the other side of the plane, there were about 3,500 werewolves wearing exquisite leather armor, bending over, with a steel claw on each hand. On the left and right of the werewolf phalanx, there were two jackal phalanxes of about 3,000 each.
But what attracted Lin Xiao's attention the most was that behind the werewolf phalanx, there was a jackal cavalry of about 2,000 riding tall wolves.
As the tall werewolf hero in the lead raised his head and let out a long wolf howl, he waved his claws, and the werewolves and jackals began to move out. The jackal cavalry went around from behind and kept going around the edge of the plane, probably trying to attack from behind.
This person is stronger than Tang Ling, Shang Xiaoxue and others. If it were two days ago, he would have been crushed, but today, two days later, it was different.
The enhanced murlocs can almost be regarded as a different race, having reached the limit of low-level races. If the all-round warrior profession is added, the two are superimposed, and they are not inferior to medium-level professions with only ordinary professions, such as werewolves, centaurs, gray dwarves, orcs, etc.
In other words, his current 14,000 gray fog murlocs are equivalent to 14,000 medium-level races of others.
More importantly, after purchasing a batch of weapons, they made up for the last shortcoming.
He had no intention of commanding at all, and let the great Nagaslada command the clan to be divided into three wings, left, middle and right, and meet them head-on.
Above the sky, Luo Yichen looked at the two armies approaching, his eyes swept across the murlocs on the opposite side that looked slightly different from ordinary murlocs and seemed to be stronger, and he folded his hands and laughed:
"I have 3,500 werewolves and 8,000 jackals, and only 14,000 murlocs dare to challenge me, really don't know how to live or die!"
At this time, he had already determined that Lin Xiao was the kind of student who had no strength but relied on his companions to barely complete the task, but had a challenge opportunity in hand and didn't want to waste it and challenged casually.
Of course, he despised it in his mind, but he still took it seriously in tactics and was not careless.
As the two armies came into direct contact, a smile of victory appeared on his face in advance.
However, when the fishmen on the left and right wings of both sides came into contact with the first batch of jackals, what appeared was not the scene he expected of a slight stalemate between the two sides, but his jackals occupied the upper part with better equipment and slightly better physical fitness than the fishmen. Instead, when the two sides were about to come into contact, there were still dozens of meters between them. The jackals launched a charge first, but the fishmen arrived later and intercepted the charging jackals on the spot and knocked them away.
The two sides charged at each other at almost the same time, but they were defeated head-on and crushed without any resistance. Luo Yichen couldn't believe his eyes.
But that's the fact.
The charge of the basic warrior class loaded by the jackals is no match for the powerful skill of Salted Fish Thrust, which is modulated by the energy of good fortune. Waves of fishmen and jackals charged head-on, and were defeated one after another. More than 70% were killed on the spot in the head-on charge.
To use a vivid metaphor, both sides fought to death.
This result was completely unexpected by the jackals and werewolves. Luo Yichen was shocked and wanted to change the formation and tactics on the sky, but it was too late. The two wings of the two sides had already started fighting. If he ordered a retreat at this time, it would be a rout.
In desperation, he could only hope that his main werewolf in the central army could defeat these fishmen, and at the same time ordered the wolf knights behind to speed up and attack from both sides, perhaps he could save the situation.
However, the speed of the rout of the left and right wings exceeded his expectations.
The number of murlocs on Lin Xiao's left and right wings exceeded that of Luo Yichen's left and right wings. They didn't need anything else. They only needed each murloc to make a wave of salted fish thrusts, which crushed them layer by layer like a dead tree and rotten wood. Large groups of jackals were killed on the battlefield in seconds. In
less than two minutes, the left and right wings had collapsed, and the central army had just started to fight. The jackal wolf riders behind were about to arrive, but what was waiting for them was a murloc warrior that had been prepared for them.
Following Lin Xiao's divine revelation, Slardar did not let the Naga sitting in the central army fight in this battle, but only let the murlocs fight.
He wanted to see how the actual combat ability of the murlocs he had strengthened with five units of good fortune energy was, and whether it was worth the effort.
You have to know that the salted fish thrust only costs one unit of good fortune energy, and the Divine Domain Paradise card also has one unit of good fortune energy. If it is not strong with five times the effort, it will be a big loss, and even the plan to strengthen the Naga later will have to be reconsidered.
Fortunately, the result made him quite satisfied. After comprehensive strengthening, the individual quality of the murlocs was second only to some weaker intermediate races. Coupled with the powerful profession of the all-round warrior, the combination of the two was not inferior to most of the intermediate races that were not strong fighters.
In other words, he now had the equivalent of 15,000 intermediate races, and his strength had instantly taken a big step forward.
However, this was quite limited, that is, the murlocs were only low-level races after all. Even if they were strengthened, the upper limit was only level three, and they could not be upgraded to level four or even level five like intermediate species, so they were still cannon fodder.
(End of this chapter)