1446: Chapter 1442: Master of the Battlefield 1446: Chapter 1442: Master of the Battlefield “A brilliant victory, you have gained the favor of the War God (God of Victory), do you accept His blessing…”
When Lu Ping’an saw the prompt on his panel, he was montarily stunned; if he hadn’t encountered this situation just now, he would have forgotten there was a War God associated with the powers of the Eastern Country in the heavens.
Initially, this deity could provide local ethnic groups with so low-level Soldier Professions, but with insufficient depth, he was the type to force things without the prerequisites, indeed lacking both influence and actual power.
“Trying to freeload off ?
Reject…”
This ti, Lu Ping’an chose to reject the Deity’s Blessing.
At his level, he knew that “power (blessing)” was not free, especially the higher-tier blessings, which often contained the rules and power of the deity itself.
Connection is always mutual…
when you are still weak or even insignificant, naturally, you are purely benefitted; the only downside is probably being easily led towards the other’s path.
But now, if Lu Ping’an accepted the blessing, it was very likely that the other party would impose the status of a Divine Envoy on him, while forcibly leeching off Lu Ping’an’s “rules.”
And this, seemingly, also reminded Lu of sothing – perhaps he needed a bit of “faith” too.
“…Truly amazing.”
Mudar landed, his face full of astonishnt and disbelief.
Even he had likely never seen high-tier soldiers directly turn the tide of the battlefield in this manner.
“Even Grand Marshal Your Excellency doesn’t exhibit such a stark qualitative change, she can’t directly command us…”
Lu Ping’an smiled and said nothing, although Lulu had been cheat-growing all along, how could the “Profession Modules” she could tap into possibly compare with his own?
Moreover, Lu’s system had so more practical advantages over Lulu’s “Unity is strength.”
The War Commander system can be effective, mostly under certain prerequisites, naly, “I acknowledge your command”… or in other words, “I am willing to entrust my life to you.”
As a prerequisite of the “Death system/Negative life system” professions, this is a simple contract signed by personal will.
Once a connection is established, the commander can then bestow various enhancents.
But Lu Ping’an made contracts with “the battlefield,” aning as long as the warriors were on the battlefield and acknowledged the “rules of the battlefield,” they could utilize Lu Ping’an’s abilities.
“Plug and play, wide coverage, although there’s a weakness so negligible in the early stages, the cost-effectiveness is still pretty high…”
Nevertheless, Lu Ping’an was still sowhat dissatisfied…
“Indeed, it can’t be retained, can it…”
At that mont, when the war ended, when Lu Ping’an’s contract with the battlefield ended, it also ant the contract between the warriors and the battlefield ended.
The magic pets, weapons, and equipnt all turned into “shadow tattoos”…
but Lu Ping’an knew that unless he started a War Ga again in the short term, these “lives” would quickly weaken and die, and couldn’t beco a permanent power.
And Lu Ping’an’s profession was incomplete, lacking this aspect of power…
he was unable to continuously and permanently enhance his own side; a prolonged and hard battle against an opponent without any imdiate buffs could an direct loss of the war.
But Lu Ping’an himself also dimly perceived a direction for improvent.
“In terms of magic pets, perhaps the power of the Creation Domain is needed, Gardener series?
As for weapons and equipnt, Craftsman series…”
The higher the profession, it’s already difficult to remain pure.
Stacking blocks might be the delight of high-tier professionals, but suffering from the absence of so key modules is also an inevitable part.
Worth ntioning, Lu Ping’an was not incapable of directly influencing the battlefield; those “Shadow Wraith Weapons” and “Shadow Wraith Magic Pets” were actually the crystallization of life force…
Essentially, they were created from the Holy Water of the Black Holy Grail.
Naturally, if Lu Ping’an were not to remain a human, he could also experint with a self-destruction system, with threats far exceeding those of the past.
“…so, if my legion really used the ‘Shadow Wraith Weapons’ for a long ti, wouldn’t I also have a ans of control?”
Lu Ping’an thought about it, shook his head, and decided not to consider it too far; he should catch up on his studies first.
“Woo woo woo…”
At that mont, however, Lu Ping’an heard a strange flute sound.
He turned his head and saw mbers of the Horn Helt Tribe lifting their horns, tilting their heads back, and beginning to sing a strange ballad.
Lu Ping’an closed his eyes; although he could not understand, his spiritual power allowed him to perceive the sadness and helplessness within the resonance.
Clearly, even with his enhancent, this level of brutal combat still resulted in a large number of the dead.
And the behavior of the Horn Helt Tribe…at least what Lu Ping’an himself witnessed, was no different from other intelligent creatures; they too were emotional and social beings from an intelligent race.
In that mont, Lu Ping’an could feel the disappearance of life, and even faintly sensed that he might be able to do sothing…
“Now is not the ti.” But in the end, he still lowered his hand.
Lu Ping’an sighed; this profession module, or rather, “integrated combat platform,” still had a lot of potential to be tapped.
He needed to fill in more systems…like a ga designer, who needs UI, combat systems, graphics, plots, music, and other aspects to perfect these rudintary rules.
Perhaps then, he might be able to do more, even possibly recover so “necessary losses.”
“….I will rember your sacrifices.”
“Thank you, Your Excellency, we will fight for you.”
“No, please fight for yourselves…”
Lu Ping’an didn’t voice any platitudes about “fighting for the world/kingdom,” as the fate of the awakened insect race in front of him was destined to be difficult.
If they wanted to survive, to have a safe living space, they would have to shed enough blood.
The bloody battle had ended, and Lu Ping’an himself didn’t suffer much loss…but strategically, it was just a midway rest.
The Abyssal Worm Swarm was still madly dispersing, killing, sacrificing, constantly creating more “rifts.”
From a bigger perspective, more reinforcents were arriving, fulfilling their duty to seal the breaches, but while so succeeded, others disappointed…the strength of the Abyssal Worm Swarm wasn’t great, certain branches of the Salvation Army simply couldn’t hold them back.
In so sense, this was also a trial, allowing the legions of the newly-forming Kingdom to show their strength and confidence.
Of course, the most important thing was to block those arrows…
“Did Lulu kill another Bug Clan mber above Rule-level?”
The most dangerous ones were always those led by powerful insect kings, with their legions; only the real strongn could hold them off.
It’s easy to hold off, not hard to repel, but to kill…
“She really does have matters on her mind.”
That girl was probably pushing herself hard again.
But the truth was, to completely repel this wave of attacks, to hold the crumbling battle line, enough “insect kings” needed to be killed.
rely killing these ordinary mbers of the Insect Swarm held no strategic significance.
“Let’s go back and check the intelligence; killing a few insect kings can be seen as clocking in for work, at least it’s not too ruthless, right?”
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