Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!
Chapter 766 - 237 Desert Serpent People's Fancy Play, Pilgrimage of the Dead (10k)_3

The Gluttonous Slimes, enhanced by the System, swelled up wave after wave as their level boxes rose. Even without Kael using Totem Power to trigger Gluttonous Feast, the experience they were drawing from the gradually digested Barbarian corpses in their Void Stomachs continued to rise slowly.

On the way back to the resource-type town, some of the Wolf Cavalry began to break through one after another.

As long as the Wolf Cavalry who were still alive, they had all more or less accumulated enough experience to advance.

Kael could even distinctly feel that some of the most outstanding Wolf Cavalry had started to, like their fathers and older brothers before them, touch the threshold of the Extraordinary Rank.

"Your soldiers are even more elite than anyone imagined."

On the road, the surprise on Flandre's face still had not faded.

She could not comprehend, she was greatly shocked.

Under normal circumstances, cultivating someone to the Extraordinary Rank required a massive combination of manpower and resources as well as developmental growth over time, plus that decisive "little bit of talent," to help a commoner pry open the door to the Extraordinary Rank.

Most people, who make up ninety percent or more of the population, likely won't have the chance to naturally pry open the door to transcendence in their lifetimes using their innate talent alone.

Among the less than ten percent that are professionals, over ninety percent will spend their entire lifetimes stuck at the initial stage due to scarcity of resources or talent.

Beyond that, whether it be the Extraordinary Rank, Holy Realm, Legendary, or even Demigod Rank, each tier is a high wall that is difficult to surpass, and breaking through is not so simple.

But Flandre is a Mage + Magician, and is particularly sensitive to these matters. She quickly realized that it wasn't just an individual, but the entire Wolf Cavalry, who were slowly getting stronger as time passed.

Even the Wolf Cavalry, who were clearly exhausted, managed to shake off the physical depletion from the bloody battle bit by bit as their own strength continued to grow.

This clear change, while astonishing Flandre, also made her understand why her father had said that the profession Kael created could fundamentally change the direction of the development of the entire professional system.

Growing stronger amidst battle, their existence was akin to the God of Slaughter's offspring.

Speaking of this, Flandre suddenly remembered that it was said, many unconfirmed years ago, the myth has it that the Earth Mother God along with the Lord of Dawn, Losanda, had slain the God of Slaughter who had fallen into evil.

Because the God of Slaughter fell, and it was very likely he would never be able to come back from the river of history, almost none of the God of Slaughter's offspring were seen alive on the continent anymore.

Now, seeing the state of the Rangers and Wolf Cavalry, she couldn't help but feel that this group of soldiers serving Kael had truly taken on a bit of the crazy posture of the God of Slaughter's offspring.

Of course, compared to the obviously tired forces of Lancaster, the professionals who came from Fransburg to support were somewhat more embarrassed.

Upon hearing of the unforeseen crisis in Lancaster, these professionals from Fransburg, adhering to their fine professional ethics, had teleported to the satellite city at the first opportunity.

After leaving the satellite city, they hurried to the Royal Capital without stopping, and after meeting with the Royal Capital's reinforcements, teleported to Titan City.

They could hardly catch their breath before they raced alongside the Lionheart Knights towards the Great Swamp near the Lancaster border.

Almost without proper rest the entire time, they now found their condition deteriorating at the end of the continuous travel, spanning nearly a day.

If it had been during battle, that would be one thing: they would have thrown all kinds of buffs on themselves without any second thoughts, squeezing out the last bit of strength from their bodies to trade for a short period of high-intensity combat capability. No problem.

But clearly, it was not a time when the Mages were needed for battle,

"I've heard that recently, there's been some unrest with the desert serpent people? Fransburg can still withstand the pressure, right?"

Recalling something, Kael's gaze turned to the leading Knight.

As the person in charge of Fransburg's team this time, the Knight's facial expressions subtly changed upon hearing Kael's curious question.

After a long sigh, he said, "The situation is more troublesome than we imagined.

If we were just on bad terms with those desert serpent people before, now it is pretty much an open conflict."

Kael's eyes brightened upon hearing this.

So Fransburg and the desert serpent people were merely on bad terms now, not yet engaged in close quarters battle?