"What about you? What do you think?"
The Stealth Corps of the Shadow Country actually had quite impressive strength.
After all, you can't disregard ordinary Foundation and Extraordinary Rank professionals as strong just because the overall strength level of Rangers had rapidly increased.
Being a professional was a minority in itself, and frankly speaking, before the birth of each professional, a lot of ti and energy had to be spent on laying the foundation.
For a long ti after becoming a Foundation Rank professional, if there was no great power to provide support, most professionals had no choice but to beco adventurers and obtain the limited early-stage cultivation resources through exploring dungeons.
Not to ntion the Extraordinary Rank.
Even the Rangers under Kael's command, who had followed Kael for three years, were in the Lancaster Territory where the supply of various materials was good, the Church of the God of Literature and Knowledge was thriving, and even the Chamber of Comrce was growing rapidly. Such a supply of materials was a burden that ordinary Lords could not bear.
Let alone under such supply, even with the Gluttonous Sli's Symbiotic Armor reducing consumption, the old Rangers were only gradually reaching the threshold of ascending to the Extraordinary Rank, which could already be considered quite frugal.
Now, after so little ti, they were already starting to look down on the Extraordinary Rank.
It was just like when so people had enjoyed at for only a few years and then a bunch of demons would jump out, preaching the superiority of vegetarianism with limitless propaganda.
A bunch of people didn't even think about how they had enough to eat and drink every day, chewed on grass for two days, and then felt that eating grass represented civilization, not knowing whether they had been paid off with petty money to spout nonsense.
Or perhaps they had eaten too much at in the entertainnt circle every day and always wanted to find so vegetables to adjust their taste?
In any case, Kael in his previous life had a strong disdain for such behavior.
This generation had only grown taller from being well-fed and clothed for a few years when, under the "requests" of public intellectuals, they started prompting everyone to return to the era of frugality.
The problem was that you didn't even know that these public intellectuals had been "eating at and fish" for many years, and then naively believed their plans.
So for the Stealth Corps of the Shadow Country, Kael really wanted to bring them under his command.
After all, the number of this group was far greater than he had imagined.
The overall quality of the Elf Rangers was indeed strong, but numbers have always been a big issue for the Elf Clan.
If the numbers couldn't increase, they weren't that appealing to Kael.
After all, under his influence, even a pig, given part of the System Panel's power and allowed to live a bit longer, also had the opportunity to explore the challenges of the Extraordinary Rank.
Oh... thinking about it this way, Kael, being situated in the Bell Federation where the main species was Human, turned out to be a blessing in the long run.
"We want to go back and see our holand."
The leader of the Stealth Corps, Arturo Tuck, looked as if he had not recovered from severe injuries, his face marked with dark circles, his whole spirit incredibly dimd.
In fact, Arturo's condition was really not good.
Upon learning the news of the Shadow Country, the entire Stealth Corps's morale sowhat collapsed, and Kael had noticed that many people had red-rimd eyes when they surrendered.
"I can take you to the remnants of what used to be the Shadow Country, but what after that?"
Kael had no need for the natives of dungeons who couldn't be of use to him; if they still harbored inappropriate thoughts after seeing the outco of their own Kingdom, he would truly not hesitate to strike them down rcilessly.
"Please don't worry about that. Although the mbers of the Shadow Country appear similar to Humans, we are not essentially Human," Arturo softly said.
"I rember most of you should be called... the Shadow Clan?"
Arturo nodded seriously and said, "The Shadow Clan itself possesses special racial talents, making it easier for us to stealth within the shadows compared to normal people.
Even when reaching the middle of the Extraordinary Rank, we can almost costlessly activate the 'Shadow Stealth' ability; we are naturally affiliated with shadows."
"So why then do you worship the Deity of Love and Changeability instead..."
To Kael's understanding, under such circumstances, the deity that should be most worshipped would actually be the Prince of Lies, Shirek.
Although now, whenever Kael heard the na Shirek, he instinctively felt uncomfortable, having experienced Shirek's power, Kael had to admit that Shirek's power was unexpectedly suitable for the Shadow Clan!
"Because if we worshiped Shirek, the Shadow Country probably wouldn't have lasted until the day of its historical tiline's downfall; it's good enough it didn't collapse imdiately."
Kael fell silent for a mont, then spoke sowhat helplessly, "Actually, the Prince of Lies isn't that dangerous for the Shadow Country."
Kael's implication was that, given the scale of the Shadow Country, there was no necessity for Shirek to personally intervene and sche.
Do you care about the bug you accidentally step on as you pass by?
With Kael's experience of Divine Descent by Shirek, he had a sowhat clear grasp of Shirek's character.
To Shirek, the Shadow Country was insignificant, so naturally, Shirek wouldn't spend a significant amount of energy to destroy this nation.
"No, it will definitely be destroyed."
In front of all the high-ranking mbers, Arturo stretched his hand forward.
A bizarre phenonon occurred. As Arturo's fingers approached, a strange zipper suddenly appeared on his body.
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