The fisherman druid is in another world

Chapter 760

Hamel knew almost from the beginning that his hastily assembled cannon fodder army would be defeated.

But he still couldn't accept that the cannon fodder army, apart from buying some time for their side, couldn't even kill a single enemy, and in some ways, even fed the enemy to a fatter state! Such an established fact.

Lemvi was even more unable to accept this fact. After all, the extraordinary bio-engineered construct known as the 'Wilderness Seed' was the result of the collective efforts of many experts in the field of extraordinary biological weaponry, including Lemvi.

Ultimately, it was Hamel, as the number one commander who had an overall view, who was more rational. He realized that the Fear Beasts, which evolved from the Evil Armor on the spot, were indeed stronger than the Wildlings.

After acknowledging this fact, he thought that since the Fear Beasts were probably of great research value, why not seize half of the Fear Beasts before the Wildling Legion was completely wiped out, and use them as new research samples?
"Perhaps this is an unexpected bonus. With him, even if the data on the monstrous creature is incomplete, we can still get by..."

Indeed, Hamel has already begun to consider retiring.

Retreating now would at least save face; waiting until all personnel are lost, leaving only him and Lemvi unharmed, would be far too embarrassing.

He shared this idea with Lemwi, hoping to gain his approval.

As the team leader, Hamel could actually wield absolute power and act as a dictator.

Especially in situations like the current one, taking responsibility and making decisions independently is far more cost-effective than discussing and bickering. After all, the situation is unfavorable to our side, and delaying will likely result in losing more or missing opportunities.

However, considering that he had already lost a legendary colleague, Hamel instinctively wanted to downplay the responsibility.

Therefore, the approval of a more purely technocratic person would make this retreat seem more justified.

Lemve's reply, however, was more like that of a researcher: "The series of changes that have occurred in these costumed monsters have indeed piqued my interest."

A novel, dark, and sinister biotechnology not only demonstrates the high controllability of stable mutations, but also seems to bring out individual talents to a certain extent.

There is no doubt that this technology is quite mature and is indeed worth acquiring.

I had already begun recording this battle with relatively professional audio and video materials and monitoring the changes in supernatural powers. If possible, I hope to conduct more experimental trials.

“I understand your desire, but I have to consider the overall gains and losses and risks. With Abed’s disappearance being so inexplicable and the unknown enemy repeatedly demonstrating extraordinary methods, I would prefer to secure what we have already gained first.”

In particular, we've been stuck here long enough. Although the Chaotic Stairway is inefficient, it's inevitable that they'll follow procedures and dispatch a force capable of both investigation and rescue.

I don't think that further muddying of the waters will be to our advantage.

Furthermore, I think you don't need to worry that we will lose track of this unknown enemy as we retreat.

Given their greed, relentless pursuit, and secretive behavior, I believe that once we retreat, they will use us as a lead, tracking us to our safe house or even our shelter, and then attempting to wipe us out in one fell swoop.

Lemvi pondered for a moment and replied, "Alright, I agree to retreat, but we must at least retrieve a complete Evil Mutant from the field."

Hamel replied, "No problem, I will take care of it myself, and you will control the magic circle to ensure everything goes smoothly."

"it is good!"

Therefore, the Night God's side's performance on the battlefield was characterized by utter weakness and incompetence.

Instead of coming up with new and powerful methods to try to change the situation, they simply used magic circles to delay the time for the big guys to be completely wiped out, in a way that was almost like adding fuel to the fire.

Such performance is not in line with the temperament and tactical level of an elite team that dares to launch a surprise attack on the secret stronghold of superhumans. Instead, it is more like the poor performance of a second-rate general who has no way to deal with a powerful enemy rushing in. It is time for him to suffer the hardships of his subordinates and be loyal to the organization.

Therefore, Black Rob realized that the Night God Action Team was either brewing a brilliant comeback plan or preparing to run away.

Regardless of the situation, he is confident that he can handle it calmly.

He even hoped that the other side would make the move to withdraw their technical team first, carrying out the important gains.

If that's the case, it would be equivalent to the enemy actively splitting themselves apart. If that happens, he would have the opportunity to replicate the tactical effect of taking down Abed before, causing the Night God Society's operation to completely fail.

Unfortunately, Hamel and Lemve demonstrated consistent intelligence, retreated relatively quickly, and maintained decent morale, showing no signs of panic despite being defeated. In order to escape as soon as possible, they were willing to betray their teammates.

Instead, it truly achieved a shift in strategy rather than a retreat.

As for his performance in the next round of snatching the Terrorbeast sample, it was textbook-perfect.

Just as the Fear Beast was about to complete the final step of encircling the Big Guys, all the Big Guys suddenly erupted, unleashing a powerful wave of attacks that would wipe them out before they were destroyed.

Against this backdrop, Hamel's personal intervention gives the impression that he is there to help the big guys break through.

The result was that Hamel and the big guy launched a two-pronged attack, with two-thirds of the burst of power used to provide cover, while the rest of the attack was coordinated with Hamel to target only a handful of Fear Beasts.

Black Rob also had to admit that, faced with such tactics, even abandoning the strategy of playing dumb and holding back, it would be difficult to quickly turn the tide on that short front.

Moreover, upon seeing the opponent's tactics, he guessed their intentions and was willing to cooperate. Therefore, he simply used his divine soul control to suddenly place some bloodline restrictions on those frightened beasts.

Hamel faithfully followed the principle of not being greedy or taking what wasn't his, and chose the most pathetic beast that had been ganged up on and was practically just relying on its tough nature to cheat. He directly guided Lemve to use the enhanced spell model that the magic circle had descended to seal it, and then immediately disappeared without any hesitation.

"Got it! Let's go!" Hamel called out, and Lemvi activated the teleportation function of the magic circle, sending the two of them directly to the other side of the stronghold, far away from the battlefield.

There, the rest of the team was already at their leisure, ready to set off.

Hamel, emerging from the magical light, made a hand gesture and simultaneously formed a seal with one hand. Upon receiving the order, the squad leaders called to their respective team members, assigned corresponding tasks, and the action teams set off randomly.

About fifteen minutes later, Hamel looked back in the direction of the secret outpost, his brow furrowed slightly.

Seeing Hamel's expression, Lemvi asked, "What? Are you worried that the other side isn't capable of tracking us?"

Hamel shook his head: "No, I think that perhaps our act of capturing samples is exactly what they want. The samples themselves have a location function, and it is the kind that cannot be blocked by conventional seals."

Lemvi frowned and said, "Aren't we overestimating our opponent? The seal we created using a magic circle has an extremely high energy intensity, enough to disrupt the connection between a god and his avatar."

Just then, a burst of magical energy erupted from the direction of the hidden stronghold.

Moments later, a series of thunderous explosions followed.

Even before that arrived, a massive surge of spiritual energy swept through the Night God Society's solemn march, throwing them into chaos. Some with relatively weak willpower and mental strength even clutched their heads and screamed in agony, blood gushing from their noses.

Even Hammer and Lemve experienced a metallic taste in their throats and an urge to gag, similar to the effects of a concussion.

Lemve immediately crushed three magic pills in succession. These were variant magic scrolls, more suited to this era, and easier and faster to use.

Concentration, healing, and protection—three magic pills, three effects, instantly stabilized the team's dire situation.

Hamel said with a grim expression, "Monster 049, it seems to have returned to the hidden base, and then... was killed!?"

He guessed correctly. The only discrepancy was that 049 was specially sent back to the secret base, with the purpose of serving as proof of the legend for the newly born Reaper Oberon.

According to ancient methods, those who achieve legendary status need to use a glorious event as an anchor point, so as not to lose their way on the path of pursuing the power of laws.

This glorious event, in a sense, represents the level of one's potential to be influenced by Tao; therefore, the more profound the impact on one's own mind, the better.

Furthermore, events that have a profound impact on one's mind are often directly proportional to their level of glory. Therefore, the proof of legend generally tends to involve a major event.

Black Rob is highly experienced in this regard, and his slaughter of the evil creature 049 has multiple purposes.

Specifically, this includes transforming the monstrous creatures into Oberon's lifelong enemies, thereby gaining an extraordinary and special sensitivity to such beings; it also includes forging the key to advance the Fear Beast Aggregate into the Annihilator Beast through this slaughter.

Hundreds of terrifying beasts merged into one, the impurities were removed, the best of the best were selected, and rare extraordinary substances were condensed. Then, through a killing ritual, the activity was raised to its peak, and the bloody victory was used as the key to advance to the level of annihilation beast.

This is the first Annihilation Beast to follow the proper advancement path and achieve the legendary rank.

In a sense, it's like paying an information tax to this world in exchange for the various benefits of official certification.

Black Robb didn't know how the Demon Emperor stole information about the Great Old Ones; perhaps this world itself was a device for theft.

It's like a computer getting infected with a virus; whatever the user does is secretly recorded.

This is entirely possible. After all, when this world lost its origin, it was relatively young and its law system was not perfect. The Ghost Emperor had the opportunity to install backdoors without being detected.

Previously, Black Rob was quite wary of this possibility and also felt uncomfortable about it.

But ever since he realized that his true self was exceptionally bold and had the desire to devour the Demon Emperor, he felt that such things were no big deal. On the surface, he still had to act, but inwardly, he had already let go of his inhibitions.

Oberon the Reaper, borrowing the name of the Fairy King.

Fairy, that's how Black Robb defines the Exterminator, an outer unit of the Great Old Ones certified by this distorted Heavenly Dao, as a species.

The main character is "妖" (demon), and the "精" (spirit) has the same meaning as the "精" in "精灵" (elf).

Strength: Legendary++, below Saint. On paper, he seems to be the weakest of the three Reapers (the other two being Luo Yuansu and Victor). However, due to his down-to-earth nature, he has an explosive potential that would infuriate his peers in the Prime Material Plane.

In addition, being small has its advantages. Smaller boats are easier to turn around, and the torpedoes fired from missile boats can be just as powerful as those fired from destroyers.

The newly delivered 3-2 Sig's Body, under Black Robb's multi-threaded control, has revived Big Beard and others, and then returned to the Prison Gang to continue its apocalyptic version of pretend play.

Oberon the Reaper is specifically in charge of the Night God Society.

Black Robb is currently very interested in this organization whose supreme leader is most likely Parus!
The demonic light surged, and the hidden strongholds of the chaotic staircase were completely reduced to dust. However, under the strong pressure of some force, they could not fly away and could only fall rapidly, turning into black sand.

Emerging from the smoke and light, it resembled an Oberon clad in full armor, its chitinous shell extending outwards. Reaching out and pulling behind it, an invisible force unfolded, like a giant hand brushing across the hidden stronghold that had turned into black sand. A magnetic attraction effect occurred, and a layer of black substance densely adhered to the invisible energy.

Oberon then draped the black curtain over himself as a cloak.

At first, the long trailing tail of this cloak was a hundred times more exaggerated than the trailing effect of a luxurious wedding dress.

But it quickly condensed on its own, eventually even taking on some characteristics of Doctor Strange's cloak of wisdom, as if it could read the user's mind and adjust itself perfectly.

This plain black cloak served as Oberon's fig leaf, since in its carapace state, it was essentially naked.

Just as Hamel guessed, he wasn't in a hurry to start tracking. The Fear Beasts sealed by Hamel and the others were the best tracking devices. Letting the prey run for a while would only cause more trouble if they were chased too closely.

Oberon's gaze shifted to Lennarzer City.

Since you're the one reaping the rewards, you naturally have to do your job well.

The 'evil wheat' in Lennarzer City is ripe, and he can use Oberon to brutally harvest a batch to provide Oberon with supplies for his next mission.

The reason for using the word 'brutal' is that, on the one hand, his unrestrained behavior of not caring about waste is a kind of indulgent pleasure that goes against the grain for someone who is usually shrewd and even stingy.

On the other hand, he had to leave enough evil spirits for the human survivor groups in this region. Without evil spirits as the biggest villains, dogfights between the survivor forces would soon break out, and the significance of 3-2 Sig's undercover work in the prison would be greatly diminished.

With his legs slightly bent, Oberon leaped into the air like Superman, flying towards Lennarzer City.

This is the tangible benefit of obtaining genuine legendary status: the blessing of natural authority, which maximizes its effectiveness, making Oberon second only to Black Robo, who possesses the status of World Guardian, in utilizing the power of nature.

Oh, since the original body was used up when the Old Days God Kingdom warship was created, then Oberon can be considered the rightful successor of the World Guardian.

Upon arriving above Lennarzer City, he locked his mental energy onto tens of thousands of targets within a certain area, and then unleashed dark blood magic. The bright crimson light, like laser beams, shot out in all directions, turning the surrounding sky and earth a deep crimson.

The evil spirits locked onto by the power of the mind were all affected. Whether hiding in nested houses or huddled in dark corners, they had nowhere to hide and were powerless to resist the power of the law. The fel energy was extracted and, along the laser beam, rapidly converged on Oberon in the air like a counterattack.

At that moment, Oberon shone like a cult sun.

But soon, the poisonous green light disappeared in the exploding debris.

After a second transformation, the extraordinary raw material was incorporated into the folded space within Oberon's body.

In peacetime, a portion can be refined like rumination in cattle and sheep, for use in battle.

From raw material acquisition to multiple processing steps to the final product, all steps are completed in-house. Thanks to its powerful technology, the process is streamlined and highly efficient. This is a major manifestation of Oberon's extraordinary and unconventional capabilities.

(End of this chapter)