Chapter 673: Ten thousand versus one hundred million, the advantage is on me!

Chapter 673: Ten thousand versus one hundred million, the advantage is on me!

Chapter 673: One hundred thousand versus one hundred million, the advantage is on me!

The three Bodhisattvas were on guard for a long time, but still did not see the Mosquito Taoist show up, so they could only remain in place, fearing that their attention would be distracted and give the Mosquito Taoist an opportunity to take advantage.

When it comes to sneak attacks, Taoist Mosquito is the best in the Three Realms, and no one dares to claim to be second.

Even with the powerful spiritual consciousness of these three venerables, they were unable to explore deeply into the blood sea filled with resentment and karma. They could only remain in this stalemate, not daring to relax at all, let alone rush to help the coalition forces that were surrounded by the insect swarm.

The countless elliptical spherical culture dishes erected on the shore of the Blood Sea were all broken, and the new generation of magic mosquitoes bred in them all rose into the air. The vastness of the Blood Sea was only slightly larger than the four seas in the mortal world, and the number of magic mosquitoes hatched along the coast alone was an astronomical figure.

One hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals plus fifty-two thousand five hundred monks seem to be a strong military force, but compared with the millions of insects, they are insignificant.

The fearless swarm of insects attacked tirelessly in turns. Even if the previous wave of charge was destroyed by various magical powers within a few seconds, the next wave would have already swarmed forward.

According to the established battle plan, the Western religious monks should be responsible for the sea of ​​blood. The Western religion has its own unique way of breaking through demonic obstacles.

However, to purify such a vast sea of ​​filthy karma is by no means an easy task. It requires building a pagoda to suppress demons, setting up an altar to remove obstacles, performing rituals according to Buddhist rites, and having 50,000 monks enter into meditation and chant scriptures in unison.

The ritual of the obstacle-removing ceremony lasts for exactly ninety-nine eighty-one days. Not a day, an hour, or even a second less will do.

Wen Rui thinks this battle plan is ridiculous. The enemy is not in human-machine mode, so how could they wait for you to complete the ceremony?

Even if there were three Bodhisattva guardians to hold back Taoist Mosquito, the countless demons breeding in the sea of ​​blood would surely attack frantically.

But the process of subduing demons and monsters in the ancient world, according to past practices, is really so ridiculous, especially Western religions, which have taken the ritual sense of war to the extreme.

Eighty-one days may seem long to mortals, but it is quite short to gods and Buddhas. So much so that during the pre-war staff meeting, all the gods and generals took it for granted and no one felt that there was anything wrong.

It takes both time and space for the monks to prepare for the purification ceremony. The task of the heavenly army is to carve out a bridgehead on the coast of the Blood Sea, clear out all the demon mosquitoes in a large area, and then establish a circular defense line to hold the position and cover the friendly forces in building the Demon-Subduing Pagoda.

The demonic mosquitoes blocked out the sky and continued to attack. The heavenly army had long been unable to maintain their formation. The battle lines were intertwined, and the enemy and our side were mixed together, caught in a great chaos.

Even the Heavenly Army Marshal Huang Tianhua and his deputy marshal Xiaotian Dog could not sit still in the center of the army to command the battle. They all tried their best, raised their weapons to kill the enemy soldiers who rushed to them, hoping to kill the enemies faster than the speed at which they came. Gradually, they were submerged in the tide of demonic mosquitoes.

The war entered a white-hot stage, and its intensity even exceeded the decisive battle of the Ten Thousand Immortals Conferred Gods five hundred years ago.

Although the several generals involved in the fight were secretly shocked by the horrific scale of the enemy, they also felt fortunate. If it were not for Wen Ruixue's timely help and the protective armor sent to them before the battle, this battle would have been impossible to fight. I am afraid that the coalition forces would have been defeated miserably in the first round of confrontation between the two armies.

The nano armor almost defended against all the attacks of the magic mosquito. The heavenly army soldiers and monks were always invincible. Although they suffered countless rounds of fierce attacks every second, they were unharmed.

Without the protection of this armor, the entire army would not be able to hold out for more than ten breaths before being devoured alive by the swarm of insects that outnumbers them by a hundred times.

But even though the armor was so strong, the coalition forces did not maintain zero casualties for long.

Some heavenly soldiers who had separated from the main group and were left alone were wrapped up by dozens of demon mosquitoes, torn and dragged towards the sea of ​​blood. They were dragged into the depths of the sea of ​​blood and never surfaced again.

Although the strong interaction force shell of the nano armor is indestructible, it is not unshakable. The strengthened demon mosquitoes can bite it tightly and lift it up with concerted efforts. Once dragged into the sea of ​​blood, the blood evil karma and boundless resentment will ignore the rules of physics and penetrate into the armor, invading the sea of ​​consciousness of the heavenly soldiers and destroying their minds. There is no need to destroy the nano armor. The crazy heavenly soldiers will take the initiative to remove the armor and ask for death.

Although Huang Tianhua had already noticed that the Heavenly Army had suffered casualties, he could do nothing but grit his teeth and fight to the death, trying to kill more demon mosquitoes, resist the waves of offensives, and survive this most difficult time.

At this time, the fighting was too intense and the battlefield was too chaotic. The entire command system could no longer operate effectively. Even if Huang Tianhua could convey the orders to the soldiers, the heavenly soldiers who were trapped in heavy siege would not be able to execute them.

Every god general and every heavenly soldier thought so in their hearts. They had made mental preparations and knew that the period at the beginning of the battle was the most difficult and darkest moment, but as long as they could hold on, the number of insects would be reduced to a certain level and the pressure would gradually ease.

While the coalition forces were fighting desperately, Wen Rui sat in front of the big screen in the information center, watching the battle with a frown.

Those who are involved in the matter are often confused, while those who are on the sidelines can see things more clearly. Wen Rui's understanding of the battle situation is far better than that of anyone on the battlefield, including the three Bodhisattvas who are floating above the battlefield and are on guard against Mosquito Taoist.

A string of numbers was displayed in the corner of one side of the big screen.

Total strength of the coalition forces: 152,127.

Number of casualties: 373 heavenly soldiers.

The number of demon mosquitoes killed is 2,366,892.

The total number of remaining demon mosquitoes: 118,970,000.

The regeneration rate of the demon mosquitoes is 637,800 per hour.

After taking a look at the string of data, Wen Rui sighed deeply.

This is just the casualty ratio of both sides after one hour of fighting. A simple calculation will show that the coalition forces have no chance of lasting more than 9981 days.

Obviously, the gods and Buddhas did not have a clear understanding of the speed at which the industrialized Zerg could produce troops, which led to a huge misjudgment.

It’s not that Wen Rui deliberately wanted to kill the coalition forces. Wen Rui had just learned of this data. Because many heavenly soldiers were dragged into the sea of ​​blood, the Ruyi Immortal Soldiers sank to the bottom of the sea with them. Only then did he have the opportunity to take a glimpse of the horrific scene under the vast sea of ​​blood.

On the seabed at the bottom of the Blood Sea, there are countless magic mosquito culture chambers densely scattered, so many that they can scare people with trypophobia to death.

Before Taoist Mosquito secretly learned the genetic technology, the natural reproduction rate of the Blood Sea Demon Mosquitoes could only maintain a population of millions.

After the abuse of genetic technology opened Pandora's box, the short-lived, fast-growing species of mosquitoes ignored the ecological balance and frantically exploited all resources, causing a devastating explosion in the population in a short period of time, resulting in this result.

The Demon Mosquito Warrior only has about a day to live after leaving the culture dish, but it can burst out with extremely powerful combat power before death.

Now that he knew the key information, Wen Rui seemed unable to do anything. Even if he notified Huang Tianhua, the coalition forces that had been entangled with the demon mosquitoes for a long time could not withdraw.

(End of this chapter)