Listening to Pei Yan's question through the headset, Bailang shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Our plane certainly has methods to harness the Power of Thunder, and I'm one of those who can use them. Apologies, perhaps my description was not precise enough and caused you to misunderstand. Let me put it like this: judging by the number of enslavers you are facing on the battlefield, you should have encountered three mother beasts! The enslavers you've slain were born from these three mother beasts, and their death information and resistance will all be transferred back to the mother beast, so the enslavers it reproduces will have resistance to your attacks. Other mother beasts that did not participate in this battle won't, though. In the Disaster Legion, there are many such mother beasts, and they are our primary targets for destruction in combat. Does this explanation make sense to you?"

"Understood. I still have a few questions. What is the power range of these mother beasts and the armed forces they produce within the enemy legion?"

"If the previous enslavers were cannon fodder, these armed forces can be considered the basic combat strength of the Disaster Legion," Miss Sifuer interjected through her headset.

"These guys with such abilities are the basic combat strength, and you can still hold on for so long?" Pei Yan thought about how Miss Sifuer and the others were fighting in the swarm of simple enslavers and recalled the sacrifice of an eagle-headed beast, exclaiming in surprise.

Hearing Pei Yan's words, Sifuer's face turned red, feeling insulted, but Bailang restrained her and spoke instead, "I know our earlier performance might have surprised you, but I want to say the shock you've brought us is equally immense. Given the situation, we have nothing to hide anymore. In the talks we had while leaving, you must know the Red Disaster has a strong suppressive effect on us. Without its interference, these armed forces might be troublesome, but facing the trained Hell Legion, we are not entirely powerless. Through our encounters over this period, I think you have also noticed the limitations of these armed forces."

"Yes!" Pei Yan answered as he severed the forelimb of a giant scythe-armed attacker, jumping to its back to pierce a glowing green thinker, "Although they can imitate, they don't have composite attack capabilities; each armed force can only mimic one attack method."

"Exactly, that's right! While this ability is astonishing, once figured out, it's not a big deal. What truly defeats us is their mid to high-level combat power, and this damned omnipresent Red Disaster. Under its cover, the legion retains less than one-tenth of its power, and the influence on our Vassal Army and beast pets is even greater, barely maintaining basic mobility. In such conditions, how could we possibly win this war?"

Saying this, Bailang showed a look of grief and indignation. The loss in this war was too stifling—not that their strength was lacking, but the enemy's debuffs stacked too powerfully, greatly diminishing their strength. Of course, there were also hidden reasons; when they first encountered the Disaster Legion, they were too careless and optimistic, allowing the enemy to secretly seize battlefield control. Since then, the Hell Legion has been passively attacked, but Bailang couldn't disclose everything to Pei Yan because these are lessons learned through blood in the Hell Realm—the capital for negotiating aid with other planes.

Thinking about this, Bayer passionately looked at the light screen and excitedly said, "But you and your puppets are not affected by the Red Disaster! Able to perform perfectly, there must be some unknown change here, which is undoubtedly the key to turning this war around. So, I hope you can come back alive so we can exchange detailed intelligence!"

"Mm, I'll return alive. I have one more question: if I clear out the mother beasts here, will the enemy send higher-level reinforcements?"

Upon hearing this, Sifuer stood up and pressed her earphones, lowly growling, "Don't you understand what's happening now? This is a matter concerning the life and death of several planar realms! And you are still taking risks!"

"I've stated I have my own plans, and I've said I will return alive! Our encounter was an accidental event; would several realms collapse if I hadn't come? Miss Sifuer, you underestimate yourself and overestimate me. I am just a regular scout." Pei Yan joked as he flipped the last thinker from the armed assailant's body in front of him, his mind settling with the detailed intelligence obtained, quickly mastering how to engage the enemy and continuing to hone his skills.

"Stop joking!" Sifuer pressed her earphones, walking aside, whispering, "We've already seen that you are honing your skills—an ordinary scout? If every supernatural in the Energy Desert had your abilities, the balance of several realms would have broken long ago!"

"I'm speaking the truth, and I believe I will return alive. I will find ways to relay your intelligence out; whether you believe it or not is up to you. If you don't want to tell me the answer, let's end this call for now; I need to focus on battle."

Just as Pei Yan was about to shut off his headphones again, Miss Sifuer's dissatisfied voice came through, "Wait! Dammit, according to logic, after you eliminate the three mother bugs, there won't be higher-level Disaster Legion troops coming here to hunt because we're technically already in the Disaster Legion's occupied zone. Apart from leaving necessary forces to clear remaining resistance, the core strength of the Disaster Legion is all engaged in the siege of the Holy City. But this is just a theory; whether it will change, I'm not certain!"

"Thank you for the intelligence reminder. After dealing with those so-called mother bugs, if no enemy reinforcements arrive, I will come looking for you!" Pei Yan finished the call with a smile as the headset delivered a cold hum, "Arrogant!"

Ending the call, Pei Yan looked at the scene before him, secretly rejoicing internally. He certainly wouldn't leave when told to! What a good training opportunity—it's like fighting countless split versions of himself. This type of battle allows Pei Yan to better understand himself and to refine his abilities further.

Thinking of this, Pei Yan charged back into the field, urging his domain to exhibit vibrations and the Power of Thunder, repeatedly clashing with the swarming armed forces. Despite the dangers, Pei Yan delighted in it, fully immersed in the thrill of battle, wanting to return to that mystical state. Just then, Lin Junzhao's irritating voice rang out at an untimely moment, coldly ridiculing, "Why have you not used your particular ability since arriving in this world? You have been keeping it hidden, not revealing it to others since obtaining it! You're already here; do you still have so many concerns?"

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