All lizards stared at the sky…
A radiant red and greenish glow had just appeared, Jack steeling himself. Then a second later, words of fire suddenly formed in the air.
[Last Lizardgeddon!]
[Legions Versus Legions!]
[Only The Strong Shall Remain!]
That's when it began. The knowledge-sharing altar and the Mana crystal in their base suddenly lit up like a small sun as countless screens rose up.
[Ding! 12th Legion's Base Now Created!]
[Protect! Destroy Enemy bases! Hunt for Power!]
[In This World, Only The Strong Deserve to Live!]
Jack's group couldn't help but gasp in shock. They had to defend, attack, AND hunt?! How were they supposed to do that with their small numbers?! They suddenly felt unsteady.
But while most were about to despair, one wasn't.
"Please give this one orders, my lord!"
My new advisor's power was VERY nice! Why waste scouts' lives when you can send a ghost in their stead? Just gotta be careful about wanna-be exorcists...