Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 743 - 233 The Hem of the Beautiful Witch's Skirt, Blame Your Woman for Being More Flavorful (10k)_4

At the beginning, the over three hundred rangers that Lancaster possessed had all broken through to the Extraordinary Stage. With the most resources at their disposal and having fought with the Gluttonous Slime for the longest time, nearly every one of them was an efficient killer.

As for the many new rangers who joined later, although on the whole their strength was significantly less compared to the veteran rangers, the expanded recruitment, coupled with Kael's reputation, still attracted many aspiring individuals...

The end result was that among the new rangers, some latecomers emerged as little geniuses.

With their own talent and the investments made by Kael, a number of these determined guys also advanced to the Extraordinary Rank.

Even for the pure novices, as long as they joined the rangers and participated in the battle before the "Empire's Remnant" Dungeon campaign ended, their basic professional level also advanced to LV7 and above, with very few exceptions.

Among the rest of the group, about half were LV8, and a large majority were LV9.

This sort of troop composition could, unapologetically, be considered on par with many members of the Lion Heart Battle Group.

The biggest gap probably lay in the armor equipment.

After all, the equipment of the Lion Heart Battle Group was mostly Alchemy Equipment or Magical Equipment. These items were difficult to manufacture and used up a considerable amount of resources.

Lancaster didn't have these conditions just yet, but so what?

Equipment enhances the upper and lower limits, not the median or mode. Imagine what kind of force the barrage of attacks unleashed by a group of curse swordsmen between LV8-LV10 is.

That is the scene Kael is witnessing from afar right now.

It's raining.

Drop by drop, rain falls from the sky, but is shrouded in a crimson curse energy due to the vast magical influence of the Short Spears being thrown.Soon, it turns into a red mist descending from the heavens, enveloping the Swamp beneath with resplendent divine wrath.

Along with the red mist, the Short Spears plummet with powerful impact, instantly nailing themselves into the vessels, both large and small.

It's proven that upon entering the Extraordinary Stage, professionals truly display transcendent characteristics.

Although not quite at Adela's level of throwing arrows with destructive power akin to cruise missiles in one breath, they still possess firepower comparable to heavy artillery when enhanced by the Gluttonous Slime.

Artillerymen need to feed a large amount of shells to train for precision hits.

But the rangers are different.

"Is this... the internal communication network established by the Slime Queen?"

Flandre might be an inquisitive spellcaster on her own path, but she knew a great deal and was quick to recognize this unique internal communication method among slimes.

And such extraordinary precision in strikes...

Honestly, if the spear-throwing units on the battlefield could achieve the precision of Kael's rangers, this unit wouldn't be close to obsolescence.

Seemingly noticing the curiosity of the beautiful witch, Kael hesitated for a moment before patting his companion Aister, floating by his hand.

The expressionless Aister was startled for a second before reaching out and placing a hand on the beautiful witch's face.

Flandre did not struggle; she trusted that Kael would not harm her.

However, if an outsider were to appear here now, without observing from directly in front, and only from the back or side, they might mistakenly think that Flandre was being accosted by some kind of translucent tentacle right on her face and mouth.

Kael wasn't paying much attention; his gaze remained fixed on the Great Swamp.

Just that, once Aister connected with Flandre, he simply grabbed her and pulled her beside him.

Flandre did not resist but let Kael pull her to sit on the Deep Space Throne's seat.

In fact, Flandre had very little thought to pay attention to her physical state in the outside world at the moment.

Her face was one of shock as she looked at the images and information continuously converging into her mind from the Gluttonous Slime Queen, leaving her utterly astounded.

On the screen, various swamp territories were clearly presented before her, forming numerous delicate and three-dimensional maps.

On those rotating 3D maps, every vessel's position and the direction of movement, from warships to regular boats, were displayed and marked.

A multitude of calculation formulas were rapidly collected and calculated within the body of the Gluttonous Slime Queen, then transferred as disparate force conditions to the slimes attached to specific rangers.

Then, this group of Gluttonous Slimes, acting on those computed results, coordinated an attack with the rangers at the first opportunity.

As a result, what was displayed on Flandre's screen was over a thousand rangers throwing a second round of spears under the summarized calculations and command from Kael's end.

This round of spear-throwing was far more lethal than the first.

If the first round of spears was just to roughly lock onto the locations of the ships, the second round of spear-throwing was all about being faster and more forceful.

The already staggering boats, on the brink of collapse, as well as the even larger ships, were mercilessly struck, creating massive breaches without hesitation.

The vessels were sinking, barbarians were bellowing, churning in the water as if trying to swim ashore. Then, intent on completing their mission, they would land and continue their assault.

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