My military branches can Evolve Infinitely

Translator: 549690339

While new lords like Wangba were able to rest after their elimination, Great Lord Shepherd was still battling hard.

“lam really working hard, seriously.”

The military drill had been going on for more than 36 hours.

Even in this special space, equipped with recovery buffs and a variety of supplies, the intensity of the battle was too high.

Up to this point, any lord that was still in the game had suffered heavy losses. Even the surviving generals and elite troops were showing signs of exhaustion.

At Shepherd’s side, there were only a few Treemen left in his army, and the Defensive Troops had suffered severe losses. The archers, imperial guards, and Skeleton Generals stationed at the fortress had lost more than half of their numbers.

The Battle Falcon Army was the hardest-hit, almost completely wiped out. Even Jun, who held the position of a general, was caught by a superior enemy during a scouting mission and blown away by a cannon.

He was now lying on his back in the nest in Tianyuan Territory, questioning the meaning of life.

“We’ve fought to this point, and the available Monster Tribes, wandering BOSSes, and special challenge points are quite scarce. Is the simulated exercise about to end?” Shepherd pondered.

At this time, he was no longer guarding the fortress, but taking the remnants of the troops led by Seventeen to reside on the outskirts of the battlefield, contemplating his next move.

Fierce and unmatched? Well, he needed to find a target first.

‘Notice: As over 90% of the targets in the battlefield have been cleared, the simulation exercise is now entering its final phase.’

‘Notice: During the final phase, the battlefield map will gradually shrink from the periphery, and a Monster City will appear in the center of the battlefield.’ ‘Note: This Monster City is guarded by countless Tribes and BOSSes.’

‘Note: During this phase, the Combat Points gained from killing Monster Tribes and BOSSes will be increased by an extra 20%.’

This announcement echoed throughout the battlefield, reaching the ears of the remaining lords.

At this time, there were fewer than twenty lords left in the field. Furthermore…

“Damn it!”

“What’s wrong with these round’s rules? It’s different from the last round! There’ s even a second phase!”

A lord looked at the few remaining soldiers by his side, dumbfounded.

“Had I known about the second phase, I wouldn’t have spent so many soldiers earlier. Big loss!”

Others, however, seemed exhilarated.

“Missed opportunities because of being too cautious? No, everything is within my expectations.”

“I’ve still got lots of troops. This stage has just started, and the battlefield is my stage, hahaha!”

Shepherd’s spiritual power spread out, activating mental power seeds in his various generals scattered throughout the battlefield, ordering troops to move towards the target location.

Getting ready to assemble.

Preparing for the final battle.

A brand-new region abruptly appeared at the heart of the battlefield.

The sky was clouded, the air was dry and stuffy, and strands of red fog representing bad omens and disasters floated between heaven and earth.

In the depth of the red fog, a mountain gradually rose up.

On top of the mountain stood a rough but majestic city.

In front of the city, within a large red fog area, various monster tribes were scattered around. To the naked eye, most were only one-star tribes.

Small in scale and with few powerful creatures.

However,

The tribes were close to each other, so the lords couldn’t attack them one by one without facing attacks from several, or even more, tribes at once.

Time slowly passed…

Outside the red fog area,

Boom- They were the first to rush.

These soldiers consisted mostly of’ Grand Mages’,’ Explosive Flame Mages’, and ‘Elemental Mages’.

The Mage troops have always been slow, but all the mages in this corps were riding all kinds of mounts.

There were Seat Wolves, Moon Wolves, and Ironclad Scorpions, among others.

The vanguard, consisting of about thirty elite troops and generals, was riding the rare three-star troops ‘Silver Pegasi’.

“We’re here, this is the final area.”

Lord Huanfa observed and looked out.

He was the first lord to arrive at this area, but no sooner than he had the chance to seize the initiative, a sandstorm rose in the distance, and rumbling sounds could be heard.

It was another lord’s army arriving.

Immediately after, as if it had been agreed upon, one after another lord’s army appeared.

The armies ranged from a few hundred to a thousand in size, down to only tens or hundreds. The soldiers’ clothes and armor were somewhat broken, covered with their own blood or that of monsters, looking somewhat ragged, far from their peak.

Even so, the aura of these corps was still strong, emitting waves of oppressive force.

After arriving, the lords maintained a safe distance of several kilometers from each other, with nobody daring to take the initiative to enter the red fog area. Or perhaps, the lords were waiting for everyone to arrive.

“How many lords are left now?”

“The ones remaining are our final competitors.”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The ground started to shake violently.

“It’s Lord Elephant!”

Someone muttered.

This guy was also a strong contender for a slot.

A dust storm was rolling in the distance, with huge figures gradually becoming clear amidst the dust.

Giant! Skeleton Giant! Armed Giant!

At the front were two outstanding three-star Mountain Giants. With each step they took, it was as though they were stepping on the hearts of the lords.

The oppressive feeling that these two Mountain Giants, cultivated to the third- order Warlord level, brought was too strong.

Especially in sieges, Mountain Giants had a huge advantage!

One by one, well-known lords began to arrive.

Suddenly, an army as quiet as clouds appeared silently.

This was Lord Shen Mao’s Booted Cat Corps!

The entire army was composed of rare two-star troops, the Booted Cat Swordsmen. They resembled white cats standing upright, dressed in fine mini armors, with swords at their waists.

They were diminutive in size, but there were more than three hundred of them!

They were in neat rows. An invisible force spread out, outlining a giant white cat shadow above the army.

“Over there, it’s the Lord of Ba Long!”

Although Ba Long had suffered the loss of a great general, his army was still powerful.

Three Earth Rock Dragons, three Cangfeng Winged Dragons, and one Blazing Roaring Dragon slowly emerged from his army.

Especially the latter.

This was another excellent three-star stage, Dragon Series soldier!

“Lord of Ba Long, as expected, fully embodies the Dragon Series. Damn, I am so envious!”

“It seems that Tianyuan also has an excellent three-star stage Dragon Girl. Although she is currently at a low level, she is a Dragon Girl. Once she grows to reach the fourth-order peak, it would be incredible! Damn, why don’t we have such luck!”

At this time,

A beam of sword light cut across the sky from the edge of the horizon, instantaneously reaching the front of the Red Fog area.

In the vast sword charm, the Lord Wuji, dressed in white, slowly appeared.

Behind him, several of his generals were charging in.

Rumble —

On the other side of the Red Fog area, a black army rolled forward.

The military flag was waving, and the chariots were dashing.

This was the large army of Lord Youshan!

“It is said that Lord Youshan’s comprehensive strength exceeds both Wuji and Kong Ming.”

“It’s not a rumor. Lord Youshan recruited a powerful group of generals in a big opportunity, and the strongest one among them is… Epic!”

“A well-deserved Epic existence!”

” He is known as the Lord of Roushan, and when he was recruited by Lord Youshan, he already had a high level… To put it bluntly, the Lord of Roushan is the strongest person in the field, even surpassing Lord Wuji.”

The lords each show their mystic arts, each looking towards the army of Youshan.

In the army, the soldiers varied greatly.

There were Tauren Warriors, Obsidian Golems, Shadow Knights, and so on.

However, no matter what kind of soldier, they all paled in comparison to the existence in the center of the army.

There, several undead horses were pulling a gigantic chariot. On the chariot, a throne was built of white bones, and a figure as large as a small mountain sat on top of it.

He had a face full of rough flesh, with fiendish features and a corpulent body.

Behind him seemed to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

No, it’s not just a semblance!

People saw a mountain faintly appearing above this person.

A mountain… built of flesh and blood.

This was where the name Roushan came from.

“Seventeen lords, these are all the competitors, right?”

“Oh no, it seems there is another army, Tianyuan? Is Tianyuan still alive?”

The old lord was somewhat surprised.

But those who knew that Duo Lai had swallowed the Chiyan Dragon Descendant were not too surprised.

After all, Tianyuan possessed a very strong hero.

Under the protection of this hero, it was not difficult for Tianyuan to endure until now.

However, a powerful individual can save his life, but that’s far from enough to influence a war.

The truly powerful lord has no weak point, like the Lord of Ba Long who, despite suffering the loss of a great general, still has a Blazing Roaring Dragon, a third-rate general, a fourth-rate general, and a whole invincible army which is not much weaker than the Chiyan Dragon Descendant.

He is still mighty and a strong contender for the quota.

But Tianyuan was the opposite.

A top powerhouse couldn’t support everything.

“It’s already surprising enough, he has only been in the Eternal World fora short time!”

“Yes, to have come this far in just a few months, Tianyuan can indeed be proud.”

Below the ‘Yuan’ emblem were ragged and disheveled soldiers, numbering only about twenty or thirty.

But there were a few lords who had caught a glimpse of the battle of Tianyuan’s army before.

They had a vague feeling that something was not right.

Moreover, where was Tianyuan himself?

Stomp! Stomp! Stomp!

The uniform footsteps, shaking the earth, a black army came from a distance, stopping in Tianyuan’s position.

It’s the Undead!

It seemed to be a Skeleton General, or some similar hidden soldier type.

“Is this Tianyuan’s real trump card?!”

“No, it seems not yet, we haven’t spotted Lord Tianyuan.”

The dense fog suddenly started drifting, and cold winds were blowing across the earth.

The sky dimmed.

From within the dense white fog, two large, gloomy blue lights suddenly lit up, and a gigantic figure flew out of the fog.

It had black scales and deep blue eyes, towering horns on its head, and its gigantic body seemed to be covered in thick ice, emanating bone-chilling coldness.

It had wings tens of meters long, and the roar it made shook the heavens and the earth.

It was the embodiment of extreme cold, the executor of death.

Just by hovering there, it exuded tremendous pressure, like a king looking down on his subjects, or a god sneering at ants.

It was the dominance of a higher life form over a lower one.

“Is… is that a Frost Giant Dragon!”

“Epic life Frost Giant Dragon!”

And on the back of this noble, majestic, and great Epic life, a person stood with his hands behind his back.

It was Lord Tianyuan! He was riding the Frost Giant Dragon.