After analyzing the situation of the native forces on the Origin Continent, Xiao Mo then studied the various lords.
These lords were ordinary people when they descended.
There was no longer any distinction between rich second generation, official second generation, or poor second generation.
However, there had never been absolute fairness.
For example, the starting point for the lords.
Some lords initially summoned top-tier or high-tier troops randomly.
While some lords initially summoned mid-tier or low-tier troops randomly.
Top-tier or high-tier troops included undead, elven, and even angelic and Asura units.
Just like Jin Xuan's Endless War Golems, they also belonged to top-tier troops.
But these people were still a minority, with most summoning mid- or low-tier troops.
Examples include the Berserker Gorillas and Earth Bears, which were mid-tier troops.
The most miserable were the lords who summoned low-tier troops.
It was like someone in the [World Chat Channel] saying their troops were husky dogs.
These low-tier troops grew too slowly and had little strength in the early stages.
Most importantly, even if they grew, their strength was still mediocre.
Therefore, people often said that luck is also a part of one's strength, and this statement was indeed not wrong.
The luckiest and most heaven-defying, of course, was Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo's Immortal and Demon troops far surpassed top-tier troops.
Immortal and Demon troops were unique, existing like a bug.
A probability of one in several billion fell upon Xiao Mo; was this not heaven-defying luck?
With such luck and such infinitely powerful troops, if he couldn't rise quickly, he would feel ashamed.
[Food Trade Listed Complete!]
[Obtained 9000 units of Wood, 4000 units of Stone]
[Obtained Wood and Stone have all been stored in the warehouse]
Just then, the trading platform interface popped up before his eyes, and the prompt sound echoed in his mind.
Xiao Mo's heart lit up, and he hurriedly opened the warehouse.
Then he saw that he now had 18,200 units of wood and 8,400 units of stone.
He was not far from the resources required for his territory to upgrade again.
Judging by this, as long as his Immortal and Demon squad returned for another wave and traded the harvested food, his territory could be upgraded again.
This made Xiao Mo feel extremely happy.
This was the benefit of powerful troops!
He didn't need to collect these resources himself; he only needed his powerful troops to hunt outside, and the harvested food, after his operation, would turn into a large amount of resources.
As for those lords with mediocre troop strength, they had to painstakingly lead their troops, working themselves to exhaustion, only to end up making wedding clothes for others due to food.
Not only did they gain few resources, but more importantly, this nine-day beginner protection period, which was a good time to develop strength, had been missed for at least two days.
As other lords gradually developed, they were almost at a standstill. In the long run, other than seeking refuge with other lords or being eliminated, there was no other outcome.
"Roar..."
As Xiao Mo was contemplating, beast roars that echoed across the entire sky suddenly erupted from outside the territory.
He hurriedly looked up and saw Xian Meng'er's graceful figure leap high, then dive down, her immortal sword slashing directly.
"Holy crap! What level of magical beast did they encounter? To force Xian Meng'er to use her full power!"
...
East of the Immortal and Demon territory, on the grassland a thousand meters outside the territory's boundary.
Seven or eight magical lion corpses lay strewn across the ground.
The lowest grade among them was peak third-tier, and there was even one of low-grade fifth-tier and one of mid-grade fifth-tier!
Scattered around were also pieces of broken flesh, and the smell of blood made one nauseous.
In contrast, Xian Yi, Xian Er, and Mo Yi had blood at the corners of their mouths.
Among them, Mo Yi was the most severely injured, as he did not have the protection of the Saintly Immortal Armor like Xian Yi and Xian Er.
As for Xian Meng'er, she held an immortal sword in one hand and a round shield in the other, with immortal light swirling around her.
Before her stood a three-headed magical lion, as large as a small mountain, burning with black flames, confronting her.
Xian Meng'er's somewhat petite body seemed insignificant in front of this magical lion.
This was clearly an elite magical lion, peak fifth-tier, or even infinitely close to sixth-tier!
It was likely the king of this grassland, seeing its companions killed, had come to seek revenge!
Its three heads and six scarlet eyes stared intently at Xian Meng'er, and its three mouths continuously emitted low growls.
The glint of its bared teeth sent shivers down one's spine.
However, within the continuous low growls, a sense of bravado mixed with fear could be faintly discerned.
A long, bone-deep sword mark on its spine was still dripping fresh blood onto the ground.
Clearly, this was the result of the sword strike Xian Meng'er had unleashed from the air earlier.
This was also the reason why the three-headed magical lion felt a hint of fear towards Xian Meng'er.
Although its intelligence was low, it understood that the tiny being before it possessed the ability to severely wound or even kill it.
Xian Meng'er indeed had the ability to kill it!
Despite the three-headed magical lion being peak fifth-tier, Xian Meng'er was also peak fifth-tier, but their quality was different!
Xian Meng'er's strength had declined due to reincarnation; her original strength was at the King level.
Therefore, how could a same-tier three-headed magical lion be Xian Meng'er's match?
If this three-headed magical lion were not infinitely close to sixth-tier, it would have been difficult for it to even force Xian Meng'er to use her full power.
"Vermin! Surrender and die! It is an honor for you to provide soul crystals for my master!"
At this moment, Xian Meng'er no longer had her usual smiling, girl-next-door demeanor.
Instead, she was enveloped in sacred immortal light, her aura chilling.
"Roar!"
The three huge heads of the three-headed magical lion raised simultaneously, roaring defiantly at the sky, clearly unwilling to submit.
The next moment, just as Xian Meng'er thought the three-headed magical lion was about to attack, she was surprised to see the beast twist and flee rapidly into the depths of the grassland.
"Sly beast! Where do you think you're going!"
Xian Meng'er was momentarily stunned, then let out a soft shout, flew up, and slashed at the magical lion's spine again.
As it ran, one of the three-headed magical lion's heads suddenly turned and spat a ball of black flames at Xian Meng'er.
Where this ball of black flames passed, the ground was turned into barren land.
Although the temperature of the black flames was not felt, they were perceived as terrifying.
However, Xian Meng'er paid no mind to these black flames. She directly batted the black flames away with her round shield in her left hand, and with her immortal sword in her right, she struck the magical lion.
"Roar... Roar..."
This time, the three-headed magical lion no longer roared but let out a series of pained cries.
However, its speed of fleeing into the distance instantly increased, streaking across the grassland like a streak of black light.
Xian Meng'er stopped, her round shield vanishing from her hand, replaced by a rope emitting a faint golden light.
"Still want to run? Master is waiting for a soul crystal, how can you escape!"
Only then did Xian Meng'er's lips curve slightly, and the chilling aura around her gradually disappeared.