*Bam Bam Bam Bam*
"...!?"
A row of ten Sages walked out of the portal, then the second, then the third, then the tenth!!
In the blink of an eye, a full twenty rows of ten Sages each dressed in the distinctive golden full-body armor came out of the space portal amidst the whistling and cheering of the Burtons and the rest of the Golden Army
The 20 rows of newcomers stood looking around in combat readiness until they were sure the environment was completely safe before lowering their weapons and continuing forward, making way for whoever comes next from the portal.
Fugon was about to say something about this space portal being dangerous and could send large numbers of soldiers at a time after the last row of Sages came out, but the words immediately got stuck in his throat.
About a minute after the last row of Sages came out, rows of soldiers started coming out one after another
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Their auras weren't as strong as the Sages that had come out in the beginning, and their armor and weapons were obviously inferior in comparison to the golden full-body armor as well, but their numbers...
More than ten minutes passed and the lines of soldiers were still pouring out of the space portal.
Fugon or everyone else in his entourage didn't say a word, they just kept standing there with their unfocused gazes on the portal...
Even the Northern Fury Sage who was stepped on in front of the space portal a short time ago managed to crawl his way out and returned to stand with the rest of his relatives and look at the gate with the same strange look. What is different about him is that the footprints are still printed all over his body, including the footprints of a large shoe on his left cheek, but It looked like he forgot to wipe it off.
*bam bam bam*
Another hour passed, and the space portal was still coming out, row after row of soldiers as if they had no end
In order not to stop the march and crowd the place in front of the space portal, the officers ordered the soldiers to continue walking for a certain distance before they stopped, but even with this, the hill, which was a whole kilometer wide and a few kilometers high, seemed to be filling up quickly.
When the Golden Battalion soldiers, Rune Masters and Divine Blacksmiths found out that it will likely take long for the whole army to get here, they returned to playing chess and exchanging cups of wine, as if what was happening in the Space Portal now no longer concerned them.
But Fogon and the rest of his expedition were still standing there, It seemed as if they had forgotten that there were chairs right behind them... Even the Fat Rat stood over the sage's head on its hind legs, looking towards the space portal with an open mouth.
"...How many so far…" One of them finally managed to move a muscle in his mouth to speak
"I counted two million..."
"I counted two million two hundred thousand..."
"...Has anyone noticed their auras? I believe… They are all First Stage Law users."
"They have two million Heavenly Law Users?!"
"No, Two million Heavenly Law Users, so far…"
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"0_0"
Another half hour passed and the gate was still overflowing with soldiers, even the little phrases that the Northern Fury Sages were exchanging were no longer there, but they didn't need to say anything. The looks on their faces simply said enough.
But at this moment the flow of lines finally stopped, by a simple calculation Fugon found that so far 3.8 million First Stage Laws users had exited the Space Portal.
Although the newcomers wore armor of different colors and shapes and didn't look like they were a unified army, this didn't have any weight, even if they attacked with their bare teeth and defended with their naked butts, they would be a force to fear... They are still over 3 million Law users.
What a surprise attack and what alliance, forget about the terrifying Golden Battalion, only those soldiers who came out now could start a war against Tree Father Hoffenheim and against the Northern Fury Tripe at the same time!
Fugon could not control himself but looked at the rat as he grinned his teeth, he didn't say a word but he didn't need to... He was telling the Rat, or the chief of the tribe, Charver, that he almost killed him with his provocative advice, but the Fat Rat just looked away.
*bush*
Fegon's legs felt suddenly out of power to stand and just collapsed, had it not been for the chair directly under him, he would have fallen to the ground
All plans collapse in front of absolute power, this is a fact that everyone knows, there is no longer room for talk and no room for negotiation, only room for praying that the new tribe chief Robin be kind enough to keep their lands under their control...
Even Ellis, who had always been proud of her strength and that of her Beast Corps, looked at the ground, and a few drops of blood slid from her red lips onto the ground.
She knows very well the state of the Northern Fury Tribe's army, although the numbers are close, each of them has more than three million soldiers now, but the quality of the soldiers is as different as the difference between heaven and earth, these are all law users, they are all real warriors! As for their army, most of them were peasants and workers who have been forced to join
This is no longer a comparison, less than a quarter of the army that came out now could fight efficiently against the Northern Fury Clan's army, even without the intervention of the original Golden Battalion that terrified them to the core!!
"..What to do now? This is getting out of hand, the human alliance might really lose the Northern Fury Tripe today. I wonder if the new tripe will be interested in taking their place in the alliance..." The Crow spoke without the slightest consideration for the feelings of the Sages of the Northern Fury Tripe around him.
"…Don't say this Brother Hadyar, the situation is worse than we expected but it's not hopeless." The Hoopoe shook his head, "This army might frighten the Northern Fury Tripe, but it is not enough to prevail against Tree Father Hoffenheim, They are still using only the first stage of the heavenly laws. even if we assume that it wins against Tree Father Hoffenheim's Endless Buds, how many soldiers from this army will survive? Their leader must know that. We still have a chance to negotiate."
·ƈθm "...Yes! Yes, Brother Dibas is right. Clan Chief Robin may be arrogant, but he does not seem stupid. He will not achieve a superficial victory and then see his tribe destroyed by other tree fathers. He must ally with us if he wants to survive!!" Fugon's eyes sparkled and he spoke, finally finding a rope he could hang on to
*VRoOoOoM*
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The Space Portal shone again as new rows of soldiers began to emerge from it.