Chapter 442

Chapter 442: A Million Killed in One Day

Mu Lin and his team perfectly executed the strategy of appearing weak. The demons and monsters, looking down on humans as non-threatening, never considered uniting from the start.

Their minds were occupied with betraying their own teammates instead.

This was especially true for those demons and monsters dwelling far from human territories.

The distance prevented them from sensing humanity’s threat and power. Instead, they constantly fought with other alien races.

Under such circumstances, unity became impossible.

Some demons and monsters didn’t even care about winning the war.

"We’re too far from humans! Even if they win, could they chase us deep into the wilderness?"

"Even if we defeat humans, we’d gain little. Only those monsters near human lands could expand… Watching those bastards grow pains me more than death!"

……

Driven by pure selfishness, all appeals for unity from wise monsters and evil spirits fell on deaf ears.

This mirrored when Qin sought to conquer six states that failed to unite against it.

In ancient Huaxia, those six states were human. Here, different monster races devoured each other. True cooperation would’ve been miraculous.

While the demons and evil spirits betrayed allies or waited to scavenge spoils, the Agricultural and Martial Corps, Black Sha Legion, and Thunder Legion launched their attack.

"BOOM… ROAR…"

Under Mu Lin’s command, the three major legions of North Wilderness struck like lightning against nearby monsters and evil spirits.

"Kill!"

"Leave none alive!"

The full might of humanity’s three elite legions created an awe-inspiring spectacle.

At first contact, countless demons, monsters, and evil spirits fell before the human onslaught.

Their settlements were erased. Their kin were slaughtered by Mu Lin’s forces.

Eight million monsters and evil spirits perished on the first day alone.

This count excluded weaklings like insects and ghosts – each slain foe held considerable power.

A single battle cleansed threats within hundreds of miles.

Human casualties remained shockingly low.

This horrifying achievement stunned spying monsters and evil spirits.

"How can humans be this powerful?!"

"Impossible!"

Even soldiers of the Agricultural and Martial Corps, Black Sha Legion, and Thunder Legion marveled at their own success with minimal losses.

"Are we… this strong?"

"Fool! It’s Lord Mu Lin’s Holy Salt doing the work!"

"Wrong! The Soul Binding Chains are better – they whip souls and trap ghosts! Perfect against evil spirits!"

"Indeed, before when we encountered evil spirits, we couldn’t do anything against their intangible forms. But now with these Soul Binding Chains, we’ve become their natural enemies!"

"I still think the Flame of Revenge is stronger. The deeper our hatred burns, the mightier this flame becomes. Hahaha… Countless in our ranks carry deep blood feuds against monsters and evil spirits. That Flame of Revenge has boosted our entire army’s strength by leaps and bounds."

"The Other Shore Flower’s clearly the strongest. It shields our souls when defending and bewilders enemies when attacking, leaving them dumbstruck for us to slaughter…"

"What about the Holy Salt that purifies all corruption…"

The soldiers of three major legions knew exactly how they’d achieved such fearsome results.

Warriors naturally admire powerful beings. Since Mu Lin enhanced their capabilities and aided their vengeance, all soldiers grew more devoted to him after the battles, channeling him greater Power of Belief.

An entire legion had even become Mu Lin’s devout believers.

Their united faith now enabled summoning of the City God Realm, exerting immense pressure on villains. This sincere devotion further amplified Mu Lin’s own power.

…

The day’s victories brought humanity joy, though Mu Lin found himself amused by the soldiers’ endless debates about which artifact proved superior – Soul Binding Chains, Holy Salt, Other Shore Flower, or Flame of Revenge.

These trivial quarrels hadn’t turned serious, so Mu Lin left them be.

Currently, Mu Lin’s main focus was on the gathering with Zhang Hemiao, Mo Feng, and Black Sha Legion’s deputy commander Hei Lan.

Like their troops, the commanders felt pleased by the day’s success, but unlike ordinary soldiers, their celebration contained caution.

Hei Lan began, "As anticipated, the demons and monsters fell for our deception. They fought scattered today, letting us crush them piecemeal."

He paused, looking at Mu Lin with admiration. "Of course, our overwhelming victory stems not just from surprise, but your tremendous empowerment of our forces."

"But our advantage won’t last. Unless completely witless, those creatures will unite after this defeat. We must stay vigilant."

While Hei Lan urged caution, Thunder Legion’s deputy commander Nu Lei disagreed.

"You worry too much, Hei Lan. Though those foreign demons and evil spirits will seek alliance, over a hundred factions exist. Forming a coalition isn’t done overnight… They lack organizational discipline."

"Mark my words – they won’t assemble in under half a month!"

This surprised Mu Lin. "Their coordination’s that poor?"

"Half a month’s optimistic," Nu Lei chuckled. "No unified leadership, zero trust between factions – endless disputes await them."

"Take today’s battle. Nearby foes witnessed our strength, mid-distance ones sent scouts. But distant tribes mightn’t bother investigating."

"Without seeing our threat firsthand, distant clans won’t join any alliance. These foreign demons trust none – they’ll insist everyone participates, leaving no potential enemies behind."

"Just spreading warnings to far tribes would take three to five days. If we intercept messengers, we could stretch this to seven days. Maintaining our assault pressure, fifteen days’ delay seems likely."

"Without sustained pressure? We could stall them a month!"

…

Nu Lei’s analysis silenced Mu Lin. He finally understood – in large-scale warfare, individual might matters, but collective coordination proves equally vital.

Though numerous, the disorganized foreign demons remained mere mobs. Their surprise attack and prior feigned weakness had secured the initiative.

"Fifteen days… Our window to slaughter more demons before they unite. Even if they eventually ally, they’ll be weakened."

Mu Lin contemplated replicating tactics from legendary wars, launching lightning strikes to annihilate enemy forces.

Yet both Nu Lei and Hei Lan frowned at his proposal.

"Don’t rush, Mu Lin," they advised. "We’ve already culled the weak demons. Remaining foes occupy fortified strongholds in treacherous lands – extremely difficult to assault."

Their counsel held merit. The day’s staggering kill count of eight hundred thousand stemmed from careful target selection – eliminating vulnerable enemies first.

The survivors were all hardened adversaries.

But Mu Lin had prepared countermeasures.

"I know their toughness. Leave them to me."

Cold determination flashed in Mu Lin’s eyes as he declared:

"I’ll show them their so-called home advantage… never existed at all!"