Chapter 889: plunder

Even if it is a great shame, what can be done, the scene is simply one-sided, their Nether Clan has very little left, and they can only wait to die honestly and have no choice.
Wei Wushuang in the Great Hall of the National Warfare, slowly reducing the blessing of the power of the soul, and his heart was difficult for a long time.
Originally, he thought that he was going to take action in this battle to help his disciples, but he did not expect that the situation in front of him would be like this.
The attack of the destruction bombardment soul cannon far exceeded Wei Wushuang's imagination, and it was also unimaginable by the Vanguard of the Nether Race.
The bombardment of the ten soul cannons directly destroyed the opponent's Void Boat defense. Except for You Wuying accident, the other top powerhouses in the Open-up Realm and the Cavern Sky Realm were all bombed and killed.
Especially when he got to the back, the strong man who suddenly appeared, wiped out the leader of the opposing Nether Race Vanguard.
Even if Wei Shuang saw the tyranny of that stick, his heart was frightened and shocked inexplicably.
Even with his realm, there was no way to see the mystery of that stick, this strange situation made him wonder.
Obviously, the person who made the move was an existence in the Huaxia Empire, his apprentice, and there were such powerful people in this empire.
Fortunately, I was still worried before, thinking about getting it done by myself, but from start to finish, I hardly have anything to do with myself.
But after this fight, Wei Wushuang also learned more about his apprentice Lin Qian, and also about the Huaxia Empire.
He had never thought that the strength of this Huaxia Empire would be so strong that the power of destroying and bombarding soul cannons would be so powerful.
If the spectacular scene of destruction and bombardment of the ten doors in front of the soul cannon bombarded at the same time shocked him, then after the bombardment, Lin Qian's direct and intelligent attack encircled him, making him terrified.
He clearly watched how Lin Qian manipulated the battlefield to play with the leader of the Vanguard of the Nether Race.
In his eyes, the rhythm of his apprentice commanding the battle is like a beautiful movement that lingers in his ears, lingering.
The war presented before Wei Wushuang, as if not war, but art.
The cooperation between the different arms of the Chinese Empire Imperial Army is naturally natural, and more importantly, the students who joined the Chinese Alliance have no grievances at all, but are perfectly integrated into it.
Here, Lin Qian played a crucial factor.
From the beginning of the war to the end, Wei Wushuang never saw his apprentice's order to stop.
Some orders are temporary intentions, to mobilize the imperial army to besiege or block the enemy, and some are arranged in advance, waiting for the enemy to throw himself into the trap and draw the king into the urn.
Lin Qian's eyes had insight into the entire battlefield, because the situation of the entire battle was presented in front of him.
He seemed to be using his own hands to control this battlefield, and the injured person immediately backed up and let other people go up.
This kind of command method has made Wei Wushuang unheard of and has never seen it, and this kind of command method has also reduced the loss of the Huaxia Empire to a minimum.
According to post-war statistics, none of the Huaxia League students were killed, only 17,864 people were killed in the Imperial Army.
After knowing this result, Lin Qian looked gloomy, and was very dissatisfied with this result.
On the other hand, the students of the China Alliance were not satisfied with each one. They always felt that they had not used their fists to show their true ability.
Seeing this scene, Wei Wushuang wanted to cry without tears, and he felt irrational.
According to the record, the battle with the Nether tribe three million years ago was a heavy loss. Until now, the occasional contact with the Nether tribe army has also been unfavorable by the machine.
The natural abilities of the Nether tribe were too despicable and bad, causing them to suffer heavy losses and casualties.
If it is a pair of enemies, they will often end up together. The higher the realm, the more casualties will be. A Nether Clan who opened up the realm could even replace the two strong people who opened up the realm on their side.
Therefore, when Lin Qian led the Huaxia Empire to fight with the Nether Clan, Wei Wushuang was so shocked, and after the battle was over, he was so surprised.
If it is the process and result of the battle, let the people of the heavens and the world know, I am afraid it will collapse directly.
If they were to know that Lin Qian was ashamed of this result, and if he was in a gloomy mood, they would probably commit suicide in shame.
But Wei Wushuang also knew that facing the Nether Clan, the Soul Cannon of the China Empire might be a great weapon to restrain the opponent.
This kind of offensive Horcrux doesn't need to display its power at close range, and it can still exert its powerful lethality even far away. The Nether Clan's talent, no matter how tyrannical it is, it is unmatched, it is also powerful in the face of the soul cannon.
Of course, one thing that made Wei Wushuang more curious was that he had carefully observed that in the process of fighting, everyone on Lin Qian's side did not seem to have affected the Nether Clan's talent.
Judging from past experience, Wei Wushuang knew that after fighting with the Nether Clan, his realm aura would definitely have a debilitating aura, and his strength was not as good as before.
This situation can take half a month at the shortest time, but after Wei Wushuang contacted the students of the China Alliance, they found that they had no influence at all. Reminiscent of the scene of fighting on the screen, the Nether race was tortured and killed unreasonably. He guessed that they were probably not affected by the Nether race.
Especially when he saw the metal detector card, he had a guess, and hurriedly found Lin Qian: "Good disciple, do you have a way to solve the influence of the Nether Race's talent?"
At this moment, Lin Qian saw a system frame that only he could see, reading Zhugeming's report, and at the same time he asked directly: "Master asked about the farting talent of the Nether Clan?"
When they heard these four words, Wei Wushuang couldn't help but laugh, the Nether Race's fascinating talent, and they finally got such a nickname.
But he knew that many Nether Races were unbearable and directly blew themselves to death. They were unwilling to let them insult their talents, which was called farting.
"Yes, the disciple does have a solution." Lin Qian nodded and admitted after he pondered a little. The report Zhuge Ming in front of him gave himself a detailed description of the data collected during the battle.
The metal detection cards on the Imperial Army and the Huaxia Alliance students collected accurate data during their fight with the Nether Clan.
These data clearly reflect their reactions to the Nether Race, their ability to withstand toxins, etc. after taking the medicine.
According to the feedback from the Metal Detector, Lin Qian already knew the truth about the talents of the Nether race, and understood what their poison was.
"In fact, Master, the talent of the Nether Race is not to prevent poison and weaken the enemy's ability, but to plunder!"