Lord Of The Magical Beasts 481 A Million Soldiers

After gaining a basic understanding of the secrets behind the Heavenly Coc.o.o.n Transformation and realizing that her dream for the last ten thousand years was not impossible, the demoness became incredibly excited. To her, the dream of being a true woman was even stronger than her desire to advance and become a Divine-level Magical Beast. She groveled respectfully in front of Yang Ling, thanking him for imparting the memory to her.

"Sala, stand up, summon all of the high-level Groundhogs in the Ural Mountain Range and let me see your true abilities!"

Seeing the demoness full of hope toward life and who might become a true woman soon, Yang Ling also heaved a sigh of relief. Otherwise, no one would be able to stand to have a transvest.i.te circling him every day. While he was playing around with Yuna, Sofia, or even the angel Ophilia, how upsetting would it be if this transvest.i.te shot him a look? Perhaps his powerful cannon of a member would become a limp caterpillar after he s.h.i.+vered!

"En, thank you, Sir!" The demoness was as gentle as she was before. After standing up in a flirtatious manner, she clenched her dark green magical stuff and began muttering an incantation, a wave of strange sounds spreading far and wide. Soon after, a reply came from all directions as high-level Groundhogs ran over quickly, charging up the steep Mount Gya like the wind.

The Ural Mountain Range that spanned tens of thousands of miles was too large and had countless Groundhogs. Even the demoness had no idea just how many Groundhogs there were. After hearing her summons, a few of the Groundhogs brought their entire tribes over from thousands of miles away. All over the mountain were Groundhogs that had banded together and made their way over. Wherever they pa.s.sed, the Magical Beasts in the forest fled as if they saw a plague. In an ordinary day, every powerful Magical Beast had their respective spheres of influence and would kill any Magical Beasts that entered their territory. However, faced with the mountain full of Groundhogs, none of the Magical Beasts dare to step forward.

At such a time, it was already a blessing if they were not surrounded and given a beating by the army of Groundhogs, who would dare to step out and seek their own deaths?

More and more Groundhogs gathered around Mount Gya. Standing on the top of the mountain, Yang Ling could not see the end of the horde. A few days later, the number of ordinary Groundhogs had reached an alarming state, and there were already over five thousand Groundhogs at level seven or above gathered in the area. There were still many more of them swarming into the area.

This is the territory of the Groundhogs. This is an ocean of Magical Beasts!

Seeing more and more Groundhogs gathering in the area, the group was incredibly shocked, and Yang Ling was no exception. As long as he could bring this army out of the Ural Mountain Range, whether or not they could topple Saint Peter Castle was no longer a question. With such a large army, any other in this world would no longer be able to pose as a threat to the Magical Beast Territory. Even the most powerful rivals in the continent, the Banto and Rossi Empire, would not stand a chance if they joined forces and attacked the Magical Beast Territory!

I'll move these Groundhogs into the Magical Beast Base in the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce and build an elite army of Groundhogs!

Toppling Saint Peter Castle was merely his immediate goal. In the long term, strengthening his abilities was the most important. Yang Ling would definitely not miss such a rare opportunity. The benefits of moving the army of Groundhogs into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce was clear. He could freely summon them to do battle and rely on their ma.s.sive numbers to exhaust his powerful enemies to death. They could recover quickly using the white fog in the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce after they got injured, and no longer how great his losses were, he could quickly replenish their numbers through the Magical Beast Base in the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, ensuring the battle capabilities of the army of Groundhogs!

"That's right, Sala, with so many Groundhogs gathered together, what do you feed on?" Yang Ling suddenly thought about a serious problem.

The Groundhogs did not have a large appet.i.te, but having this many Groundhogs banded together would make his daily expenditure alarming. The rations he stored for half a year might not last them a few days. He couldn't let this many Groundhogs stay hungry every day, could he? After moving these creatures into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce, they might destroy the biological chain that had been set up with difficulty in the matter of a few days, severely threatening the survival of Magical Beasts such as the Twin-legged Flying Dragons and Chimeras. That would make the gains not worth the loss!

"Sir, we love eating acorns, but more often than not, we would munch on various ores. There's not much in the Ural Mountain Range, but there are a great number of ores. Eating a ton of that could last us a few days!" Seeing Yang Ling's tightly knit brows, the demoness let out a flirtatious smile. Her every action was filled with feminine allure, unfortunately…

Over the tens of thousands of years, a reason for the alarming number of Groundhogs making them the only overlords of the Ural Mountain Range was their startling rate of reproduction. Another reason was the surprising number of ores in the area. Many of the inferior ores are of no value for humans, but they were the most common source of food for the Groundhogs. They could crush even the st.u.r.diest of ores and consume them. If they were lucky, if they managed to find a few premium crystals and consume them, they might be able to quickly advance from a level one Magical Beast to a level two Magical Beast; If they were even luckier and managed to consume the Essence Crystals of a few high-level Magical Beasts, the dream of becoming a high-level Magical Beasts might not be too far off!

"Great, very good!" Thinking about the various ores he had seen when he was entering the Ural Mountain Range, Yang Ling was elated. Ever since his abilities drastically improved, he could use the Retrieval Restriction to move the entire mountainous region into the Wizard PaG.o.da's s.p.a.ce. Since that is the case, he no longer had to worry about the problem of a food source for the Groundhogs and could freely build a ma.s.sive army of Groundhogs.

After coming to a decision, Yang Ling took action quickly, spending a large amount of Blood Essence and Wizard Power to subjugate all of the high-level Groundhogs that have gathered on the top of the mountain. Even though he could easily control the Magical Beast Army through the Groundhog King, it was better to tame all of her subordinates as a precaution. With the help of these high-level Groundhogs, it would become even easier to control the army of Groundhogs!

The number of Groundhogs surprised him!

After spending the greater half of the day taming the high-level Groundhogs, Yang Ling counted them and realized that there were nearly six thousand of them. Amongst them, nearly five hundred of them had advanced to become level nine. The battle capabilities of the army of Groundhogs alone was estimated to be about half that of the entire Magical Beast Army!

It was not that the number of Horned Bee Beasts and Evil Eyes were too little, nor were their abilities too weak. It was just that there were just too many Groundhogs. Considering their alarming rate of reproduction and their superior ability to adapt to their environment, they were the best candidates for swarm tactics. They could display the advantages of the Magical Beast Territory in full!

Yang Ling excitedly took stock of the gains he got on this journey to the Ural Mountain Range this time. At the same time, in the Holy City tens of thousands of miles away, a tempest directed toward him was brewing, getting stronger and stronger!

"Wilbur, has the Great Elder come out?" The Pope had an icy expression, asking the managing elder Wilbur standing not far away.

"Pope, the Great Elder has already promised to partic.i.p.ate in the battle, but…" Wilber shook his head and let out a bitter smile, deliberating for a moment before continuing, "The Great Elder said that the Tailun Continent is facing an unprecedented crisis. The s.p.a.ce Crack is getting more and more unstable, and the evil demons from the other dimensions can charge into the continent at any moment. For the peace of the continent, for the long term benefits of the Church, he requests that we reach a settlement with the Dark a.s.sociation in the shortest time possible!"

Reach a settlement?

The Pope let out a cold laugh. Over the millennia, the Church has been used to having the upper hand, occupying a large portion of the continent's resources. Suddenly asking them to reach a settlement with the Dark a.s.sociation and splitting the resources and interests on the continent, even if he were to agree to it, the Cardinals and various n.o.bles affiliated to the Church would definitely not agree to it. However, stalling for a time under the name of reaching a settlement so as to allow them to complete their plan in the Stormy Seas successfully was not a bad idea.

"Pope, even though the Dark a.s.sociation is initiating a strong attack, they are still unstable, and they would not be able to sustain a large-scale war for a long period of time. Now that the battle was in a stalemate, the situation of the other party is getting worse, choosing to reach a settlement with them now at this time is a decent choice!" Wilbur carefully voiced out his suggestion.

As a managing elder of the Outer Templars, even though he had a decent reputation, but he was unable to stop the decision of the Pope. However, the s.p.a.ce Crack was becoming more and more unstable, and this was indeed not the time for them to be at loggerheads with the Dark a.s.sociation. Mobilizing the elites from the Stormy Seas and intentionally giving the old monsters at the Evil Demon Island an opportunity was even more inappropriate. It would create a major threat to the peace of the continent. If they were careless, they might even release the evil demons from other dimensions.

When that time comes, if news of this were to spread out, the Dark a.s.sociation and the Magical Beast Territory would not be the only ones attacking the Church. In their fury, perhaps even major factions such as the Sect of the Fire G.o.d, Bellimore family, and Chief Elven Priest might unleash a terrifying attack on the Church as per the agreement! After all, intentionally releasing the evil demons from other dimensions into the continent not only goes against the agreement the various major factions made thousands of years ago, it also severely threatened their core interests. Even though the Pope's plan was comprehensive, prepared to summon the main bodies of high-level angels to clean up the mess, no one could accurately predict what exactly would happen!

"Hmph, Wilbur, we no longer have any other choices. If we do not fully utilize this chance when the s.p.a.ce Crack is unstable, there would no longer be a chance to destroy the Dark a.s.sociation in the future completely!" The Pope had a sinister expression, continuing with a cold tone, "Tomorrow, you shall personally bring men and negotiate a ceasefire with the three head honchos of the Dark a.s.sociation. Try to stall for a day, no matter what. Send my orders down, secretly mobilize the Honorable Knights Team and the Angel Army to Saint Peter Castle. Tell the Great Elder to personally deal with the detestable leader of the Magical Beast Territory Yang Ling!"

"Pope, this…"

Wilbur trembled, quickly understanding the Pope's intentions, cold sweat dripping incessantly. According to his intelligence, the rations of the Magical Beast Army cannot last them for long after the disaster with the rodents, and they had no choice but to retreat after throwing out a few thousand corpses outside Saint Peter Castle. Originally, after taking the upper hand, this was a prime opportunity for them to negotiate a settlement. He did not expect the Pope to take the opposite route, stalling for time against the three head honchos of the Dark a.s.sociation under the name of negotiation, then mobilizing heavy troops to kill off Yang Ling's army completely!

Insanity, an insanity that cannot be reversed!

After recovering from his shock, Wilbur had wanted to persuade the Pope, but decided to leave after the other party stared coldly at himself. He understood that this matter had already reached a point of no return. Now that it has come to this, he could only pray for the blessing of a deity and hope that no accidents occur! If the plan of the Pope were to succeed, not only would the Church be able to dispel the threat of the Dark a.s.sociation and the Magical Beast Territory, they would also be able to solidify their status on the Tailun Continent. But if the plan were to fail, the outcome would be disastrous!