Lord of the People: My Troops Have Mutated

The outer city of the City of the Gods.

On one of the busiest streets.

After nearly half an hour of rushing, Lin You finally arrived here, a giant building with "Army Racecourse" written on it.

This is where Shen Sikong introduced him to where he could make money quickly.

The reason why it is called a racecourse is not because it is used for horse racing, but refers to any form of competition between the relevant arms.

"It should be right here."

Lin You turned around and looked around. They were all lords coming in and out of the racecourse. The excitement was comparable to that of a market.

Faintly, bursts of shouts could be heard coming from the building.

Following the crowd, I walked in and reached the interior, where a noisy atmosphere immediately hit my face.

"Go ahead! Tear its head off!"

"Kill it for me!"

"Good opportunity! Take his flank!"

"The opponent's output can't keep up, cut him to heal!"

Fierce shouts kept echoing in my ears.

What surprised Lin You was that there was something else inside the racecourse. It was hollow and open-air, and it was exaggeratedly big, almost as big as a football field.

A large group of people stood in the audience, blushing and cheering loudly at the stadium.

Inside the stadium, there were two huge military teams, fighting fiercely and falling into a melee.

What surprised Lin You the most was not this, but the composition of the troops on both sides.

There were so many different races, and the team was even more chaotic. It didn't look like there was a lord commanding and controlling them.

After asking the staff in charge of registration, I found out that these troops were originally put together by the lords in the audience.

That's right.

The rules of the game in this venue are collective melee!

Each lord sends out a unit and randomly forms two teams of the same number. Then they engage in a melee on the field and place bets with law crystals.

The winning lord can directly obtain all the crystals bet by the losing lord and distribute them according to the betting ratio.

"interesting."

Lin You's eyes were surprised. This was the first time he heard of such a weird rule.

Each lord creates a temporary team of soldiers and assigns them randomly, which greatly increases the randomness of the game.

No one knows whether the team they bet on will win, and it also eliminates many possibilities of cheating. It depends entirely on strength and luck.

"In that case, then register me for a level 12 event." Lin You said to the staff.

"Okay, I'll register it for you." The staff skillfully recorded the information for Lin You and then handed him a sign.

"This is your number plate. The next level 12 competition will be held in fifteen minutes. You can bet crystal stones on yourself."

"The racecourse has confidentiality measures. Others cannot detect any information about your troops. If your troops are defeated, they will be teleported away directly without dying. I wish you a good time."

good.

There was no way to detect his military branch information, which saved him a lot of worries. He didn't have to worry about being discovered by people from the Pantheon.

And in order to avoid shady situations, the lord could only bet on himself.

If you want to win, then rely on your own strength to win and contribute to the team you are assigned to.

"Um."

Lin You responded, took the number plate and glanced at it. A betting interface and troop selection appeared directly in front of him.

This seems to be the architectural function of a high-level territory, and it looks very complete.

Lin You thought for a moment and bet all the two hundred twelfth-level crystals he had.

no way.

He only has so much now, and he got it from the Pantheon deacon when he was in Demon City.

Although it's not much, if you win the game, according to the random ratio, it should be doubled.

When the time comes, if we slowly accumulate interest, won’t we have money?

certainly.

The premise is that his team can win, so it must be treated with caution.

According to his understanding of the God's Domain, the highest-potential arms of twelfth-level lords are basically legendary, and even level 10 quasi-gods only have 7.25 million attributes.

His royal arms will not be much weaker.

So after thinking about it, I chose Qinggang to play first.

Because Qing Gang's exclusive talent "Domination of the Battlefield" increases the defense of all melee combat by 20%. Counting his level 2 quasi-god's bonus, the result is 40%. A physique of 7 million won't make the opponent much weaker, besides, a level 10 quasi-god It's not something you can see casually.

After selecting the bets and units, he went directly to the auditorium without stopping and continued to watch the battle in the arena.

At this time, the battle between the two teams' arms has reached a fever pitch, and only a few arms are left fighting fiercely back and forth on the field.

In the end, amid the loud cheers of the audience, one troop was defeated and the game was over.

Suddenly, the audience burst into cheers and curses, pushing the atmosphere on the field to a climax again.

[Dear guests, please note that the next battle will begin in ten minutes. 】

[This competition is a twelfth-level competition. Guests who want to participate please hurry up and register. 】

The crisp prompt echoed throughout the entire arena.

There was even more exclamation in the originally lively auditorium.

"Reaching the twelfth level so soon?"

"Great! I just want to see how the twelfth-level troops fight."

"Let's go and take a seat first."

Because of the festival held by the Pantheon, many high-ranking lords from various forces have come to the City of Pantheon recently.

The twelfth-level lords who were rarely seen in normal times also poured in in large numbers, making it much easier to organize the twelfth-level events.

When the other lords heard that the next show was the twelfth level, they also rushed into the venue like crazy and got a good seat in the audience early.

Some even found those twelfth-level lords participating in the competition, and spent a small amount of money to bet on them, intending to make a fortune.

This is also a way for them to place bets without participating in the competition.

In short, the atmosphere on the entire field was directly lifted to the sky, and the cheers soared into the sky, almost pushing away the clouds in the sky.

finally.

After ten minutes passed, rays of light lit up, and twelfth-level troops appeared on the field one after another, and were randomly assigned to both ends of the field.

The number is exaggerated, adding up to two thousand.

In other words, there are two thousand twelfth-level lords participating in this competition!

It was indeed a festival of the Pantheon, and it actually attracted so many high-ranking lords, even quasi-gods that were rarely seen in ordinary times.

"So many twelfth-level troops!"

"Look at those angels at the back, they are so powerful!"

"I'm afraid he has reached level 7 or above of quasi-god, right?"

"And those skeleton kings on the other side, how come their bodies are golden?"

There were constant exclamations in the audience, and everyone was excitedly looking at this rare twelfth-level soldier.

The two teams, each with a thousand soldiers, were scattered on both sides of the field, looking at each other with fighting intent.

They are here to fight for their respective masters, and they must not lose their master's name!

This is the consensus of all arms.

As a twelfth-level unit, and they are all heroic units, their intelligence has reached a very high level, and they naturally do not want to lose this battle.

"Master, let me go up next time."

In Lin You's origin space, Wuying's eager voice came.

"No, I should be asked to go up. I can knock them all down by myself!" Qianlong's voice sounded immediately.

The other royal families gave up after hearing this, and also spoke out one after another, wanting to be the next to fight. The origin space was filled with excitement.

at the same time.

On top of the highest stand.

Several powerful twelfth-level lords gathered together, looking down upon everything below.

"We're lucky, all our troops are grouped together." A middle-aged man said playfully.

"How's it going? Are you sure you can win? I made a big bet this time." Another person whispered.

"Don't worry, with our combined skills, we can definitely overwhelm the opponent."

"Indeed, since we are grouped together, this battle is definitely won."

The words of several people were full of confidence, as if this victory was easy to come by.

And just as they were talking, a prompt finally sounded in the venue.

[The battle is ready, five, four, three, two, one begins! 】

"Roar!!"

As soon as the order was given, the beast soldiers in the field roared, and the beasts charged and rushed to the front.

Then came the humanoid cavalry units, all charging towards the opposite unit.

The long-range attack and auxiliary units in the rear lit up with colorful lights, turning into streams of light pouring out from the sky, and blasted across the center of the field.

The majestic scene immediately shocked the lords on the stage to widen their eyes and stare closely at the battle situation in the field.

In the blink of an eye, all the troops were fighting fiercely together, all over the sky and on the ground, and they were evenly matched in the middle of the field!

"The battle has just begun."

On the high platform, the two people who had just spoken looked at each other and smiled slightly.

As if in response to their words.

At this time, in the team on the left, two mechanical war mecha units were suddenly dismantled into countless parts, and then reassembled into a huge mechanical tower, dozens of meters high.

"What's going on? How come those two arms can be combined?"

"Is this a mechanical reorganization of the mechanical department?"

"Didn't you say that ability can only reorganize your own troops?"

The lords in the audience looked at the changes in the stadium in shock, and they were all shocked by this sudden change.

What shocked them even more was that after the mechanical tower appeared, a terrifying electromagnetic pulse suddenly erupted and surged out to the entire outside of the field.

All enemy units that were hit had their skills directly interrupted and fell into paralysis.

Then every 5 seconds, the pulse will be cast again, interrupting their skills again and again.

"What a great opportunity! Get rid of them now!"

The lords who belonged to the two mechanical teams in the stands were overjoyed.

No need to say anything, their troops seized the opportunity, activated their burst skills and rushed towards the opposite side, intending to severely damage them and eliminate them.

In the blink of an eye, the situation on the court has undergone earth-shaking changes, almost becoming one-sided.

The people on the high platform also raised the corners of their mouths, showing expressions of victory.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened!

Among the suppressed team, a huge ancient tree lord rushed out of the team.

As soon as he raised his arm, a transparent barrier suddenly appeared in front of all the melee troops, forming a solid barrier in the entire front row.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!."

Violent collisions sounded one after another.

Those units that charged forward with burst skills were directly knocked back by the protective wall, instantly dismantling their strongest offensive.

"This is the plant-based war barrier skill!"

"Isn't this skill a single-target skill? How can it have such a powerful effect!?"