Even if the Reapers were eventually driven out of Faro, there would no longer be a country like the Iron Triangle Empire.
Faro's population was halved, and tens of thousands of people became the energy and raw materials for the harvesters.
If it wasn't for my Crimson Kingdom and the turbulent land where my mother built her nest that obstructed the Reapers, perhaps the Reapers 'mechanical beetles would have covered the entire continent, destroying all life that could be destroyed and excavating all resources that could be excavated.
I received the statistics of the casualties.
At the forefront of the data was the number of casualties among the strong. I saw a familiar name: Scarlet!
Scarlet was a special unit of the mother nest. She was created using Sinclair's soul as the main material, so she was always seen as the shadow of the crazy girl with a dark past.
After being processed and modified by the Mother Nest many times, its strength also steadily increased until it became a Legend.
Because this is Mother's Lair creation, even though she has a soul, I always ignore her intentionally or unintentionally.
Now that I think about it, there were indeed many meticulous thoughts, but unfortunately, when these details surfaced in my memory one by one, her name turned gray.
Scarlet was placed on the second battlefield. There were many other experts on the second battlefield.
These strong people survived because they retreated early.
However, Crimson didn't retreat. She might have already seen the Reapers begin to move towards the first battlefield where I was, or perhaps it was because of the creation of the Mother Nest.
The specific reason was not important because her name had already turned gray.
From Quicksand when I was three years old to Fasic now, Scarlet, my name gradually left me.
My power grew stronger and stronger, but he also grew more and more lonely.
I noted down the statistics of injuries and deaths, as well as the names of the dead, but my heart was blank.
Once again, he began to doubt whether he would fight the Reapers to the death.
Now, tens of thousands of people arrived at Willow Gold Valley and Green Forest through the airplane tunnel every day.
However, just by looking at the numbers, I have already survived less than 10 million people with thousands of the best soldiers. From a battle perspective, this was undoubtedly wrong.
I still have the corpse of Mother's Lair, but even if I hit it now, I don't know if it will win.
If he couldn't win, he would lose his mother's nest.
So I was at a loss for a moment, wondering if I was really wrong.
But right or wrong, the war must continue. Next, I began to refine the essence of the Ember, create its structure, reorganize the defensive line, organize anti-reconnaissance against the Reapers, help my mother build a nest and develop new combat units, and so on. There were things to do every day.
The bad news was that due to the large number of casualties caused by this wave of Reapers, the strong began to refuse to participate in the indispensable battlefield of Falk.
Most of the surviving strongmen had retreated from Faro, while my powerful army had lost three legends and twelve shelters.
Fortunately, there were still a few five-tiered structures in the point exchange system that could maintain its attractiveness. Otherwise, my war machine would have truly collapsed.
The faceless people and I had long anticipated such a situation, one that could be handled with ease.
Sometimes, I would go to turbulent places and exchange information about the Reaper with it.
I've completely resolved the Scout wave issue with the Reaper.
After receiving the analysis results, the newly created nest combat unit was covered with a new layer of thick skin.
This kind of slightly loose and thick skin defense layer was not much, but it could absorb the Scout's fluctuations!
The Mother Nest immediately used the new results to create a group of scouting flying animals and sent them to the area where the Reapers were.
This time, the Reaper did not find any beasts. They were even swaying on the Reaper's head.
The flying beast successfully passed through the fog wall and saw the entire scene of the Reaper Base.
Dozens of square kilometers of the coast had become the base of the Reapers. All the buildings of different styles were operating at full speed, constantly releasing parts.
These parts were gathered in special buildings under the guidance of the force field.
After passing through the factory, the parts turned into parts, then into functional components, and finally into fighter jets and marines of different sizes.
However, these fighter jets and land forces were obviously unable to move and were dragged into the sea.
There was a slanted metal pillar on the surface of the sea. A white light shot out from the metal pillar and fell on the fighter jets and the marines.
The fighter jets and marines that were shot into the white light gradually gained combat capability and then went to their respective positions to wait for orders.
The flying beast saw me and the beehive. I raised an eyebrow and immediately knew that the thing shooting out of the metal pillar was the essence of the Ember.
Through this magical substance, Reaper units could fight. I just don't know how many embers are left in the metal mothership at sea.
I decided to go to the Reaper's base alone.
As long as the mothership was killed, the Reapers were destined to fail.
However, the next scene that Fabe saw made me immediately dispel this thought.
In a few squares of the base, fighter jets were parked densely. In other squares, there were war elephants and spider warriors, as well as a few unnamed fighter jets.
These units were obviously activated by the Ash Essence.
For all the advantages I could see, it was really dangerous for me to be alone. A random person would be there forever.
Mother's nest sensed my thoughts and said,"Master, the best way is to use a harvester to eat it slowly. As long as we continue to destroy the remains, the essence of the embers that rely on them will decrease. Victory. If you attack their mothership now, my calculation is that the success rate is less than 20%.”
I exhaled deeply and nodded slowly.
At this time, a photo suddenly appeared on the flying beast. A group of mechanical beetles dragged the remains of several nest combat units to the beach. It was a few split brains.
The remains were not made into pieces of flesh and blood. Instead, they were sent to a special building by the sea.
When I saw this special building, I suddenly thought of an idea. This was the Reaper's research facility!
At the same time, the mother nest said,"This is the Reaper's laboratory!”
For some reason, the voice in his mother's nest sounded a little flustered.
I know this is a laboratory. This was completely intuitive, but how did the mother nest know and be so sure?
Beast's vision was fixed on the laboratory.
A moment later, a group of special palm-sized fighter jets suddenly flew out of the laboratory.
Although they were not armed, they were constantly emitting special waves and flying south like lightning.
They sent out a signal similar to a call. When the beast sensed the signal, my mother and I built our nest at the same time.
The message was actually a command: "Destroy Seed 013, immediately receive instructions from the mothership!”
After issuing this order, there was a message that was unclear.
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