System: Arena of the Gods

The remaining four demigods looked at Wang Chu's leaving figure, wondering between pursuit and rescue, and finally chose rescue.

The reason is also relatively simple. Since Wang Chu would suddenly kill someone with a counterattack, he would definitely not be willing to let them go easily. He would be like a poisonous snake hiding in the water, ready to show his fangs at any time, and he must have a back-up plan.

Only being a thief for a thousand days and not being a thief for a thousand days can save more subordinates, and more people will take risks for them.

They used their elemental power to rotate to create wind pressure, extinguishing the flames. The burning points of the flames were all people, and some of them had been burned to their skins. They were directly exposed to the wind pressure, and the ruptured skin was peeled off.

Those monks who escaped from the sea of ​​​​fire also quickly started treatment, but relying on just a few medical warlocks was far from enough.

Some people could not bear the pain and died even after being rescued.

This battle suffered heavy losses. Of the 3000-man team, there are now less than a thousand alive, and most of them are injured. Less than half are actually capable of fighting.

Not only that, four of the eight demigods actually died. If the ten demigods from the special bureau come to take revenge at this time, they will definitely not be able to see the end of Wumen. It is very likely that the entire army will be annihilated or reduced to As a prisoner below the rank.

So the four people discussed and set off to join the main force as soon as possible. The wounded could be abandoned at any time and used as cannon fodder, and their efforts to rescue them would not be in vain. Anyway, their own safety must be ensured.

There may be a little selfishness in this, but what they think more about is the difference in combat power between the two sides. The Allied Forces dispatched a total of thirty demigods this time. If they were all lost here, there would be too many variables.

In the past, Wumen could destroy the alliance army led by twenty demigods. Even if there were frequent tricks, Wumen's actual top combat power should be around ten at worst, otherwise no matter how many tricks they tried, they would be in vain.

Of course, if it were to be filled with human lives, it would not be impossible. However, seeing Wang Chu's desperate behavior to camp the rescue force, we could guess that he would not be someone who could watch his subordinates die, so this option could almost be eliminated.

Now that Wumen has received the assistance of ten more demigods, the top combat power has almost reached the same level. They said in their hearts that they are not worried is a lie.

But for the great cause of the sect, this battle is inevitable, and they cannot accept the consequences of failure.

Now is no longer the time in the old days when a cultivator could be regarded as a god by ordinary mortals when he went out. The emergence of various technological weapons has continuously reduced the advantages of cultivation, and ordinary people no longer have much respect for cultivators.

Under the pressure of this external environment, if they want to develop, they cannot rest on their laurels and be arrogant. They need population, talents, and a steady stream of reserve forces. But in this vast sea, they can only miss the opportunity.

If they win this battle, they can gather more forces to counterattack the mainland and seize the city and population. If they lose this battle, the sect will plummet, and will eventually be cannibalized and wiped out by the surrounding forces that are eyeing them.

So the team set off, with the lightly injured people carrying and pulling the seriously injured patients. Several medical warlocks were busy, and the lightly injured and uninjured people formed a circle around the outside.

The four demigods were in the circle, using their energy to pull the injured, helping them share part of the fatigue of the long journey.

Just as they were heading south, a team suddenly appeared from the side of the sea and rushed toward them, shouting.

The four of them were not surprised. They had already expected that this trip would not go smoothly. Everything that should be arranged had been arranged. This should be the first group of people to evacuate. They were not taken seriously by them. They only paid attention to hiding their heads and showing their tails. Wang Chu.

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In the north of the sea area, Wang Chu emerged from the void and landed on the warship. People immediately surrounded him.

Among them were the ten demigods, whose external injuries had been treated by military doctors, and whose internal injuries had also been treated with elixirs, waiting for recovery.

In addition, there were several leaders of the fleet. After receiving the communication intelligence, they also understood the criticality of the matter, so they urgently mobilized the maximum force allowed by the plan to come to support.

Although there are no demigods in the fleet and the number is only two thousand, the firepower it carries is much more fierce than the previous fleet, otherwise it would not use missiles to say hello.

Dozens of people surrounded Wang Chu, marveling at the two human heads in his hands.

They were not originally very optimistic about Wang Chu's sneak attack plan, thinking that he would only cause some harassment to the enemy. After all, although the enemy suffered a heavy loss, Wang Chu's condition did not look much better.

Although the ten demigods wanted to accompany them on the journey, they were too exhausted and they finally broke out. They did not have the confidence to do it again if they went back. For practical reasons, they did not accompany them.

In this case, this plan did not make much sense. They felt that Wang Chu was just unwilling or wanted them to share the danger for Wumen first, but he insisted on going his own way without explaining the reason.

In the end, the demigods sent a request to the person in charge of the fleet. The person in charge only allowed the proposal to use missiles to help Wang Chu break out of the encirclement because of his face.

Now that Wang Chu has achieved impressive results, they sincerely admire him, which at least proves that Wang Chu has no selfish thoughts behind their backs.

The sharp-eyed person saw that Wang Chu's expression was not very happy, but sad, so he hurriedly asked.

Wang Chu did not hide anything this time and asked: "Do you know about the psychic blood soil?"

Everyone shook their heads. Some people speculated that this was a strange object from the underworld, some speculated that it was a big murder weapon, and some even speculated that it was the summon of some kind of ferocious beast. Wang Chu all shook his head in denial.

He sighed and began to explain. He first stated that the eight demigods who had fought before had the same appearance and aura as the eight demigods currently stationed at the original site of Wumen.

Hearing this, everyone didn't take it seriously. They felt that Wang Chu was making a fuss. Although they had never been exposed to the secret technique of the external incarnation, they had heard about it, and the strength of the incarnation was not something to be afraid of.

But Wang Chu's subsequent words made them look solemn. The incarnation could actually exert the power of a demigod?If there is such a secret method, how many enemies will they face this time?

Wang Chu explained why he would take the risk of exposing himself and also remove certain body tissues of the enemy demigod, just to distinguish the original body from the clone.

If it is a clone, it can be analyzed in advance and a reasonable plan can be made as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the eight people fighting against are all real bodies, real human beings.

There was obviously something wrong with the secret method mastered by the eight people. The strength of the incarnation was similar to that of the original body. Without intelligence support, they would definitely suffer heavy losses. Everyone understood Wang Chu's worry and stubbornness.

"But what does this have to do with the psychic blood soil?" Someone asked.

"Because what is special is not the secret method of incarnation, but the material of incarnation. Those incarnations are made of psychic blood soil." Wang Chu's tone was heavy, but there was still a hint of happiness hidden in it.