I became the slime toy of the evil dragon girl?

Chapter 99 The Power of the Magical Veins

Western defense line.

There is no open space here; the terrain is undulating, and there are several sections of simple walls reinforced with early-generation cement.

The wall is not high, only a little over two meters, and half a meter thick. The surface is rough, and you can still see the traces of the wooden formwork left during the pouring.

This was something Ian had the minotaurs rush to build using readily available cement, along with local stones and timber, at the fastest speed possible.

As for the quality—in Ian's opinion, it's barely usable.

However, compared to the world's mainstream pure wood and stone structures for walls, this is a revolutionary strength.

It's at least as good as those walls protected by magic.

Angry Horn stood behind the wall, his hands gripping a thick wooden stake.

These were temporary support pillars to prevent the wall from collapsing. Dozens of tribal warriors stood beside him, each with bulging muscles, staring intently at the outside of the wall.

"They're here," Angry Horn growled.

Outside the wall, dozens of monsters rushed past the remaining creatures in the swamp area and charged straight at them.

At the forefront were several armored rhinoceroses, fourth-tier magical creatures, with thick hides and flesh, their single horns gleaming coldly.

"Hold on!" the angry horn roared.

The armored rhinoceros lowered its head and accelerated.

boom! ! !

The first rhinoceros crashed hard into the concrete wall.

The wall shook violently, and cement debris fell from its surface, but the wall itself did not collapse.

Nujiao felt a tremendous impact from the wooden stake in his hand. He groaned and two shallow trenches formed under his feet, but he held on tightly.

"Moo~~!" he roared, his muscles bulging.

The other minotaurs also exerted their strength at the same time, using their bodies and wooden stakes to hold the wall firmly in place.

boom! boom! boom!

More armored rhinoceroses charged.

The wall began to show some fine cracks after being hit repeatedly, and spider web-like cracks spread from the point of impact.

It appears to be in grave danger, but in reality, it is as stable as Mount Tai.

The adhesive and compressive properties of cement are fully demonstrated at this point.

If it were the old wooden and stone wall, it would have collapsed long ago after this round of impacts.

"So hard!" exclaimed a minotaur warrior in surprise. "This stone is really resistant to impact!"

"Nonsense! How could anything made by the Mother of the Earth be bad?" Angry Horn roared as he charged forward, "Hold on for me!"

Don't let these beasts in!

Outside the wall, the armored rhinoceroses discovered they couldn't break down the strange "stone wall," so they began frantically digging at the foundation with their horns. But the concrete wall and foundation were one piece, and after digging for a long time, they only managed to remove some surface soil.

Seeing this, Angry Horn grinned.

"Dig! Dig as hard as you can! Let's see if you can dig through!"

Before he could finish speaking, a gasp came from the other side of the wall.

"Lord Angry Horn! We can't hold them off here!"

Angry Horn turned his head and saw that the section of the wall had been struck by three berserk giant bears at the same time, and cracks had spread to the entire wall surface, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

"Damn it!" Nujiao cursed, and was about to lead his men to provide support.

Just then, on the high ground, Ian's command came through his clone.

"Angry Horn, take your elite squad and attack through the flank! Target: that Tier 5 Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros! Lilith, provide Shadow Interference cover!"

Anger Horn's eyes lit up.

"Finally, it's my turn!"

He kicked the wooden stake aside, drew the giant axe the size of a door from his waist, and roared to those behind him: "First team!"

"Follow me! Second team, continue guarding the wall!"

A dozen or so of the most elite Tier 5 Minotaur warriors stepped forward in response.

Each of them held a heavy battle axe or totem pole and wore heavy metal armor, which was temporarily made from the iron brought by Mirabelle. Although the armor was extremely ugly, it was better than nothing.

Led by the angry horn, they charged out through a pre-designated attack channel on the side of the wall.

The passage was protected by temporary earthen walls on both sides, and the exit faced the flank of the monster horde.

Ian released the magical binding of the earthen wall.

An exit suddenly appeared.

Several minotaurs crashed into the monster horde like semi-trailers with malfunctioning brakes.

"Die!!!"

The Angry Horned Giant Axe swung in a wide arc, cleaving towards the fifth-tier Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros with ferocious fury.

Sensing danger, the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros suddenly raised its head and braced itself against the attack with its thick keratin layer.

clang-!!!

The collision of metal and keratin produced a piercing metallic clang and sparks flew everywhere.

The Angry Horn was jolted back half a step by the recoil, and the Earth-Splitting Rhinoceros was also cleaved in two by the axe, its head sinking and its forehooves sinking into the ground.

"You've got some strength!" Angry Horn spat and swung his axe again.

Other minotaur warriors also began their slaughter at the same time.

They worked in small groups, back to back, wielding battle axes and warhammers, cutting down the surrounding low- to mid-level monsters. The minotaurs' innate strength, combined with the protection of their armor, allowed them to move through the monster horde as if it were nothing.

But there were just too many monsters.

Kill one, and three more will pounce. Moreover, the number of mid- to high-level monsters is increasing, with fourth-tier armored rhinoceroses, fifth-tier earth-splitting rhinoceroses, and even the juveniles of sixth-tier monsters beginning to appear.

Although it was only a juvenile, the flames it spewed were already hot enough to make a minotaur's armor scorch.

The battle lines began to become deadlocked.

On the high ground, Ian lay prone, the golden light within his body flashing wildly.

He was doing three things at the same time:

First, maintain spatial awareness and monitor the entire battlefield.

Second, by switching consciousness, the operation of each terminal can be directed.

Third, and also the most mana-intensive, is ranged magic support.

"Fireball team! Cover the area in front of the minotaurs! Coordinates—what the hell are those coordinates? You guys shoot!" Ian quickly switched his consciousness to the fire support team's clone on the high ground and gave the order to another group of goblins.

On the northern highlands, the goblins responsible for operating the [Dragonfire + Fireball] meridians frantically adjusted the rune coordinates and then pressed down forcefully.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, dozens of fireballs shot out from the northern highlands, tracing parabolic arcs as they landed in the area designated by Ian.

The monsters there were kept out by the concrete walls and then subjected to a saturation bombardment.

The fireball landed and exploded, engulfing dozens of fragile monsters and temporarily halting their charge.

However, the bombardment of fireballs continued, since the magic was drawn from the natural environment by the magic veins.

This is precisely because of the increased magic concentration brought about by the magic tide.

The fireball spell, which originally took three seconds to charge within the meridians, could only reach the size of a washbasin.

Now it can charge up to the size of a bathtub in just three seconds.

For the goblin artillerymen of Dragon Territory—

This is an epic enhancement!

"South! Raise the earthen wall! Block those wolves!" Ian ordered again.

Near the southern medicinal field, Goblin No. 007, who was in charge of the [Earth Wall] network, and his subordinates meticulously pressed the runes on their clones.

Rumble!

Earthen walls rose from the ground along the path of a pack of berserk wolves charging forward.

The wolf couldn't brake in time and crashed headfirst into the earthen wall, leaving it dizzy and disoriented.

Vampire minions, who had been lying in ambush nearby, emerged from the shadows and reaped the rewards with short blades and claws.

Every command, every activation of magic, consumes Ian's magic power.

There was a small pile of magic crystals next to him.

This was an emergency reserve transferred from the Dragon's Nest warehouse. Ian's tentacles rolled up a crystal, stuffed it into his body, and activated [Devour].

Gurgle————

The crystals transformed into pure magic within her body, replenishing her rapidly depleted reserves. However, the rate of replenishment could not keep pace with the rate of consumption.

Ian could feel his body gradually softening—a sign that his magic reserves were below 50%.

The golden light spots inside the body also began to sparse, and their circulation slowed down.

The mental fatigue is even more severe.

At the same time, I had to monitor the movements of those crazed monsters, command over a dozen terminal teams, and occasionally throw out a couple of ranged spells to set off fireworks and keep everyone alert.

This feels like running ten online game accounts simultaneously in a previous life, each of which required me to manage it myself.

Ian gave a weak and listless complaint.

"Damn it—the CPU's going to burn out again—"