Global Lords: My Heroes Grow Infinitely-Chapter 79: Prophet vs. Prophet

The Human Race Prophet shouted in a babbling manner, boosting the enemy’s morale while extinguishing his own. It seemed he was genuinely terrified.

The other three Human Race heroes saw this and naturally wouldn’t give him a good look.

"Our army numbers are over ten thousand, how many troops would the enemy need to wash our Human Race territory in blood?!"

The Sharpshooter was the first to disagree with the Prophet.

"Three thousand! That formidable territory has dispatched a total of three thousand troops!" The Prophet said grimly.

Upon hearing this, not only the Sharpshooter and Divine Archer but even the stoic Human Race Butcher laughed abruptly.

"Prophet elder, we respect you as a senior and show you respect, but if you disrupt the morale of our Human Race army again, we won’t give you any face!"

The Butcher said irritably, and tossed a white-eyed glance at the Prophet.

The Prophet suddenly got a shock. The Butcher thought he had frightened the Prophet, and he felt a momentary shame toward the respected Prophet.

Little did he know, the Prophet had seen an incredibly terrifying scene again.

Three thousand enemy cavalry had already arrived!

And at this moment, Rosen led three thousand advanced troops and arrived at the outskirts of the sprawling Human Race territory.

This Human Race territory primarily contained three gold mines, each surrounded by a massive army numbering three thousand.

Among them, quite a few Level 5 troops, totaling over a hundred.

Rosen’s army had just arrived when they attracted the enemy army surrounding the three gold mines.

The enemy troops overwhelmingly outnumbered his forces, creating a grand momentum.

But to Rosen, it was merely a rabble: "Let me show you what advanced troops are made of!"

"Water Child, rise!" Rosen commanded over a hundred Water Children from the Calabash Brothers troops.

In the Human Race, there are no troops immune to water attribute attacks. Precisely, the attributes of the Human Race are rather balanced.

No obvious weaknesses, but also no major advantages in any aspect.

As soon as the Water Children went into action, they opened their mouths in unison to spray water, enacting a scene of flooding three armies.

The vanguard troops that had originally charged out from the Human Race territory bore the brunt of the attack, falling into disarray.

The rear troops rushed forward under immense pressure, only to discover a torrential flood?!

That’s a bug!

This is the Human Race territory, not a drop of water within dozens of kilometers, it’s not the Naga Race territory, where did the flood come from!

Yet the flood was unquestionably real, and the rear Human Race troops despite their denial, had to reluctantly accept.

Slash!

A significant portion of the troops was scattered, and only the rear troops narrowly escaped, though they were still puzzled.

"See!"

"This is the power of the enemy troops!"

At this moment, the four Human Race heroes also noticed the situation outside their territory, not noticing such a large deployment was impossible.

"Where did this flood come from? What’s happening!"

The faces of Sharpshooter, Divine Archer, and Butcher were struck with shock.

Conversely, the Prophet, who had foreseen this situation, appeared less awestruck.

"Workers, heed my call! Flee, as far as possible!"

At this moment on the city wall, the Prophet didn’t care how the other three heroes perceived him and ordered the workers to escape first and foremost.

Workers are the foundation for everything, even if the Main City is eventually destroyed, it can be rebuilt by workers.

Apparently, the enemy has already arrived, these three heroes, even though dull, wouldn’t be stupid enough to obstruct his command.

Just as the Prophet expected, they didn’t stop him, and moreover, apologized to the Prophet for their previous recklessness.

"Prophet elder, how do we deal with the current situation?"

"No worry, in my foresight, our territory will be destroyed, this is an indisputable fact, but you can send one hero to lead a troop to escort the workers away, while the remaining heroes follow me with troops to fiercely resist the invaders, buying sufficient time for workers to relocate!"

The Prophet stroked his beard, all within his grasp.

"All follow the Prophet’s arrangement!" The three Human Race heroes respected the Prophet, as facts proved he was right.

They let the Human Race Butcher lead a troop of one thousand to escort all workers away, relocating the base.

While the remaining Human Race troops fiercely resisted the invaders.

This is a battle with no chances of victory, their goal is to buy enough time!

"Not good, the Human Race is relocating their foundation; their territory’s workers are already in transition!"

At this time, the Beastman Prophet on Rosen’s side calculated and said, "Lord Rosen, should you dispatch troops to intercept?"

"Is that so? Surprisingly, the Human Race foresaw the gap in strength between both sides, that’s rare." Rosen said with some surprise.

It’s worth noting that the army he brought is less than a third of the Human Race territory’s army, visually assuming he wouldn’t win.

"Lord Rosen, you don’t know, the Human Race territory’s altar has already summoned the Prophet Hero, he, like me, can foresee the future!" the Beastman Prophet revealed.

"In that case, it’s the Prophet against Prophet, let’s see who’s more skilled." Rosen wasn’t surprised, the Human Race territory could likely upgrade to a Level 6 Main City, summoning a fourth hero with a Level 6 altar, this was an expected scenario.

The Beastman Prophet calculated again, chuckled, "Lord Rosen, no need to worry, the troops you brought are strong enough, we will definitely win! The enemy is merely resisting desperately, buying time for their fleeing troops. The enemy Prophet likely already knows of my existence and foresees that I’m aware he knows about me."

Listening to the somewhat convoluted words of the Beastman Prophet, Rosen still understood his meaning: "Calabash Brothers, attack!"

"Sadako Legion, mental assault!"

"Aliens, Iron Blood Warrior, Iron-faced Butcher, Diablo Squadron... Attack attack attack! Kill kill kill!"

With a wave of his hand, all his troops deployed to crush the enemy.

Since the Beastman Prophet foresaw certain victory, there’s no need to make any further plans.

The army he purchased consisted of advanced troops, so he ascended into the sky to observe their performance.

As Rosen transformed into a Frost Dragon Knight, overlooking the battlefield below, he witnessed his advanced troops executing crushing offensives on the Human Race army.

The Calabash Brothers leapt and somersaulted, diving deep into enemy lines, with fire, water columns, and thunder — uninterrupted elemental assaults!

"Fiends, where are you running?!" The immensely powerful Iron Child chopped the Human Race territory’s cannons to pieces with a single hand strike.

A group of about a hundred cavalry rode in, their flashingly sharp sabers rapidly striking the Iron Child army ceaselessly.

Little did they know Iron Child was an extremely physically defensive troop, their attacks inflicting only symbolic damage on Iron Child.

The Human Race cavalry were rendered speechless, beginning to question their existence.

"Hahaha! Fiends, are you tickling us?" The Iron Child army stood with hands on hips, laughing heartily.

And then, they charged headlong into the iron cavalry, with horses whinnying, and a multitude of severed limbs on the ground.

The Aliens were even more ferocious, originally possessing formidable power to tear apart all living creatures, the order-keeping Mages of the Human Race were slaughtered among a group of Aliens, leaving only remains, with considerable flesh devoured by Aliens, becoming nutrients for breeding successors.

Moreover, the Alien troops have a setting, allowing them to lay eggs after consuming enough flesh. Their eggs will spew facehugger creatures upon approaching targets, successfully infecting and breeding new Aliens within the targets.

This is a type of troop capable of self-reproducing in numbers!

Rosen observed several new Aliens being bred, more Aliens attacking the enemy, worsening their situation.

The Human Race Prophet at this moment stood on the city wall, fighting alongside the remaining two ranged attack heroes.

The Human Race Prophet possessed substantial elemental magic, though lacking the summoning wolf cub ability of the Beastman Prophet, his elemental attacks were nonetheless formidable.

"Frostfall!"

Heavy frost descended, freezing over a hundred Aliens directly in place, immobilizing them.