The Terra Travel Diary of Neither Sacred, Rhea, nor Terra

More importantly, this map-clearing tactic obviously does not meet the task of delaying time required by Miku.

So Christen reduced her efforts and began to fight against the attacking troops who changed their tactics.

The troops were slightly relieved to find that the "Tower Wizard" in front of them did not use that terrifying Originium skill to attack again.

But still no one is willing to take the initiative to approach a "tower wizard". After all, who knows what kind of traps this wizard has placed around them, and if they rush over rashly, their death may not be much better than being torn into pieces.

However, what surprised the attacking shooters and warlocks was that Kristen, the "Tower Wizard", did not, like other wizards, put up a shield or a barrier before fighting against this kind of long-range face-to-face attacker.

He just stood in an open space without any cover with one hand in his pocket, and used invisible force to deflect the arrows flying towards him, or used silver-grey water droplets of the same color as his body to offset the energy missiles.

"Are you looking down upon?!" The warlocks all felt despised, so they entered the stage of personal grudge and attacked Christen with all their might.

With the advantage in numbers, some energy missiles and arrows with built-in turning and tracking capabilities finally penetrated the defense and hit Christen directly.

Unfortunately, before the attacking troops could cheer, Christen took out his other hand from his pocket, pulled out the arrows that were stuck in his body, and patted the place where he was hit by the energy missile.

After being hit by a powerful crossbow, his body only became dented, but it quickly returned to its original shape.

The bounty hunters and mercenaries, who had extensive combat experience, immediately realized that the tower wizard in front of them did not hold up a shield because he had a damage-reducing buff.

And from the effect point of view, the degree of damage reduction is extremely high. The armor-piercing crossbow arrows that can penetrate steel plates several fingers thick can only leave shallow pits less than 2mm on Christen's body.

The warlocks who noticed this slowed down their attack and switched to various spells to detect the environment.

Soon, relying on these miraculous detection spells in large quantities, these warlocks found out where Christen's damage reduction benefit came from.

"It's those metal balls! Each metal ball can make the wizard in the high tower ignore at least one-third of the damage." A warlock shouted.

One can ignore one third, so what about all five together?

One and two-thirds? Could there be counterattack? The mercenaries and bounty hunters, whose math level was obviously only that of an elementary school dropout, were stunned for a moment.

"Idiot! You can only sustain less than one tenth of the damage!" said the warlock who had just shouted loudly speechlessly.

When explaining, the warlock had no idea that even an armor-piercing crossbow arrow with only one-tenth of the remaining damage could be a fatal blow to an ordinary spellcaster like him.

Although they didn't understand how one and two-thirds was equal to one tenth, these mercenaries and bounty hunters all knew that if they wanted to cause substantial damage to the tower wizard in front of them who was doing whatever he wanted with his hands in his pockets, they had to get rid of these metal balls first.

So they immediately sent a team to rush towards the nearest metal ball.

Just as they rushed to the nearest metal ball and were about to raise their weapons to hit the metal ball to see what was going on.

Kristen turned the wave controller in her hand.

The assault troops who got close to the metal ball felt that the ground beneath their feet suddenly tilted at least 70 degrees.

They almost lost their balance and had to stick their weapons into the ground to steady themselves.

Unfortunately, these assault troops have weapons to stabilize their bodies, but the metal ball beside them does not have this restraint.

The tilt of the ground made the metal ball roll actively.

The last thought that passed through the commandos' minds before the metal ball ran over their bodies was that the ball was really heavy.

When the rolling metal ball was about to hit the equipment pipe on the side, Christen flipped the controller again.

Tilt again, but

This time, the metal ball rolled back on the opposite ground.

The remaining few people who were just far away from the ball and managed to escape the meat pie ending, ultimately could not escape the same fate as their companions.

In the eyes of others, this scene was that the metal ball suddenly moved, rolling the assault troops who rushed forward into meat paste and then returned to their original place.

"Use ranged attacks!" the warlocks shouted loudly, not understanding what was happening.

The warlocks and archers turned their attention to the metal ball and threw all kinds of crossbow arrows and spells at it.

After a chaotic bombardment, the luster of the metal ball suddenly dimmed after a flash.

Knowing that this would work... or at least appear to work, the commander of the attacking force shouted:

"Stairway advance, next metal ball!"

It looked like he would not stop until these metal balls were completely knocked down.

Christen, the main character, seemed to be completely ignored.

Christen did not stop the other party's actions. The "damage reduction buff that only the boss would use" praised by Miku also worked on those metal balls...that is, the spell-casting unit called "planetary debris".

With so many layers of damage reduction buffs, planetary debris will take a while to lose its effect temporarily... well, only temporarily.

Christen could restore the planetary debris to function at any time, but if she did that, there would be no way to delay the time.

So Kristen just watched, firing a proton missile from time to time to give the attacking forces the illusion that she had finally found the correct way to deal with it.

The Rhine Life Engineer who was defending a nearby position with the Crusaders was planning to come and help his general.

Regardless of whether it works or not, if not now, when else can you show it?

Then, just as the nearest few Rhine Life engineers approached the "loophole" where Christen was during the interval between the opponent's attacks.

These Rhine Life engineers suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation.

Knowing that their heart palpitations couldn't be for no reason, the engineers looked at each other, adjusted the readings on their goggles, which were like eye masks, and looked at the planetary debris that was being beaten in the distance.

The energy index was directly maxed out, causing the engineers to turn around immediately and return to their positions with weak steps.

And tell other colleagues on the communication channel not to get close to the commander-in-chief's position to avoid being accidentally injured by the powerful force that the commander-in-chief may unleash at any time.

Although most Rhine Life engineers are not very clear about their general's Originium skills, the energy index on the goggles will not lie.

If those planetary debris exploded... emmm, let’s not talk about what would happen to that factory area.

At least none of John's mother's attacking troops could escape.

As for whether anyone held General Manager Christen accountable for damaging the factory equipment after the explosion...this level of damage needs to be submitted to the General Manager's Office, and the General Manager must personally issue an accountability document.

So just moisten it up and don't get blown up by mistake.

John's mother's troops, completely unaware that their future is doomed, are still enthusiastically fighting to break the metal balls.

To cooperate with these two assault teams, other John's mother teams also launched attacks around the entire factory.

All in all, it's a complete mess.

The attack was so loud that not only could it be heard throughout the infected block, but residents of nearby blocks also prepared melon seeds, benches, and sanity liquid and found a suitable place to watch this corporate war.

Colombians have long been tired of corporate wars between small companies that can only be considered street fights. If they want to see something, they want to see the big battles between top conglomerates.

Even the infected rescue team sneaking through the underground passage could feel the intensity of the war above their heads.

"Doctor, are you helping us draw enemy fire?"

Amiya realized belatedly that she had not encountered any obstruction after passing through layers of defenses, and there were no pursuers following her.

"It's possible. This is also his style." Kal'tsit said, following closely beside Amiya.

Similar rescue missions occurred many times during the Kazdel Civil War. Every time the rescue team of the Tower of Babel was able to complete the mission, it was because Dr. Miku launched a battle elsewhere and attracted the enemy's attention.

"What method did the doctor use to attract the other party's attention?" Amiya looked back at the dark corridor behind her with some concern.

In order to be able to better, or even force the enemy to divert its attention, the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel can put everything on the scales of war.

Amiya still remembers that the doctor even used Theresa as bait a few times.

Even though the doctor repeatedly assured that everything was safe, no one except the doctor had that confidence.

As a result, each time the battle went on, the decoy operation turned into the main operation and finally into an annihilation operation.

The other Lodos Island operators who had been there during the Tower of Babel period also looked thoughtful after hearing what Amiya said.

"Could it be that... the doctor used himself and Commander Christen as bait?"

A Rhodes Island operator asked.

Walking at the front of the team with Chongchui and Doberman, Huafalin, who sniffed the surroundings from time to time like Pero, said without turning his head:

"that

A doctor is not that attractive to John's mother. Besides, with his current appearance, who knows if he is the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel? He must be using General Christen as a shield."

After saying this, Huafalin seemed to smell something and stopped, pointing to a narrow pipe next to him and said:

"Go here, go here."

"Where does this lead to?" Doberman asked Huafalin beside him.

It was not Warfarin who answered Doberman, but Hammer who was walking in front carrying a shield.

The heavy hammer said in a muffled electronic voice:

"This is a secret passage known only to the Red Hand Gang. Through this secret passage, you can directly reach a safe house of the Red Hand Gang."

The Red Hand Gang's headquarters has been occupied by John's mother's troops as a command center, so naturally they have to find a safe house.

It is normal for a gang to have multiple safe houses.

As for why she chose this path, Huafalin said:

"I smell thunderstone. The kid walked this passage within the past day."

The Lei Shi that Huafalin was talking about was naturally the Lei Shi who was the boss of the Red Hand Gang.

"???" Dubin looked at Huafalin in surprise. Isn't it a talent of people like her, the Pero, to identify targets by smell? Why is this blood demon so skilled?

"Haha, what we blood demons smell is not a smell, but a unique mark of us blood demons. We can smell it even from a few kilometers away."

Seeing Dobin's face full of question marks, Huafalin immediately raised his head and chest and boasted about himself.

"???" The operators of Rhodes Island all showed puzzled expressions.

Everyone has met Lei Shi, the boss of the Red Hand Gang, but the 2-meter-tall Minoan man doesn't look like a blood demon at all.

Kal'tsit on the side explained:

"Each blood demon has a favorite scent that they are particularly sensitive to. They will use branding to permanently leave this scent on other people."

"To convey to other blood demons that this person has been protected by another blood demon, or has become food for another blood demon."

When Kal'tsit was explaining, Warfarin had an expression like this, but when Kal'tsit finished speaking, Warfarin immediately said loudly:

"What do you mean by food? What era is this now? How can a blood demon use such a crude method to mark food?"

"Are you denying Blood Demon's history? This is a history that you may have experienced yourself." Kal'tsit asked Warfarin.

"Even though I experienced it firsthand, I was still young at that time. Now the Blood Demon uses this method to mark friends."

The Rhodes Island operators, who were shocked by Kal'tsit's explanation, looked at each other again.

By the way, did that treacherous blood demon Klucil secretly leave this kind of "food" mark on them?

"So there is also a blood demon on Rhodes Island?" Warfarin, who had seen something from the reactions of these Rhodes Island operators, continued:

"But no, you guys don't have any smell other than a weird smell of motor oil. Could it be that the blood demon from your Rhodes Island grew up drinking motor oil?"

As a result, Warfarin's words made the Rhodes Island operators feel like they were confirming something.

"It has indeed been branded."

"No wonder I received a lot of small product advertisements every day when I was at the headquarters."

"Yeah! Even if I just chatted with others about something, there would be push notifications to me the next second. What a profiteer!"

"..." With a question mark on her forehead, Warfarin immediately became interested in the blood demon who liked motor oil at the Rhodes Island headquarters.

Is this... a genetic mutation?

Following the mark perceived by Huafalin, the rescue team passed through the narrowest area, a passage that only a strong man like Chongchui could pass through alone, and arrived at a safe house that should be a storage warehouse.

However, the group did not see a single infected person in this safe house. However, based on the number of makeshift stoves that had never been cleaned up, it could be calculated that nearly two hundred people were living in this storage warehouse safe house not long ago.

Kal'tsit, who had come up empty-handed, did not show her disappointment on her face like Amiya did. Instead, she counted how many people were here before and asked Chongchui:

"How many safe houses like this does the Red Hand Gang have?"

"How many? About a dozen or so?" Chongchui answered hesitantly, because the total number of safe houses in a gang might only be known by the gang leader.

“If you count the safe houses of other gangs, the number would probably double,” another infected worker came over and answered.

This infected worker is not in the Red Hand Gang like Heavy Hammer. He belongs to another gang, which, like the Red Hand Gang, is also committed to maintaining order in the infected block.

"More than twenty safe houses?" Kal'tsit said.

If every safe house can accommodate more than 200 people like this warehouse, then more than 20 safe houses together can accommodate about 4,000 to 5,000 people.

Although this number is nine-tenths less than the number of infected people living in this block.