This Lord is Very Scientific

"Charge!"

"Charge! Charge! Charge!"

"For the efforts of our ancestors! For the rest of the departed!"

"We will resist to the death! We will repay blood with blood!"

"We shall survive!"

"Either Azanen stands forever, or it becomes a scar on the enemy!"

"Our descendants will remember how brave their ancestors were!"

"Everyone, give it your all, this is where we make our stand!"

"Whoever dares to step on our land, let them remember it deeply!"

"No retreat! Until the last person!"

"Fight no matter what, unto death!"

"The glory of Azanen, it is calling us!"

"Our moment is now!"

"Never surrender!"

Lin Ke roared, charging into the tide of magical beasts.

He was not alone; he had his Knights, his followers, his people.

"Haha! Damn the magical beasts! My hammer sweeps all around!"

Lolita laughed wildly, brandishing two spiked hammers with fierce winds, crushing any magical beast under level ten with each charge.

"The glory of Azanen!"

With each word from Lamiel's lips, the energy of everyone's professions boiled with zeal.

"Cooperate!" "Cooperate!"

The butlers Billy and John used their skills together, one sharing damage with everyone, the other focusing collective strength.

During the charge, a cow was laden with bottles and jars, its master nowhere to be seen.

This was Knicks' mount!

Knicks was a white blur, weaving through the People's Knight Order, with his furry hand lightly slapping each wound, healing them almost instantly.

This was just the People's Knight Order.

Lin Ke led the People's Knight Order head-on against the beast tide, but he couldn't stop them all.

"Boom! Boom! Blow up these beasts, hahaha! Boom, boom, boom!"

Granny Hisai stood hunched on the heights of the Wall of Azanen, surrounded by boxes of sulfur, saltpeter, charcoal, and more.

She spread her arms, a faint white light flickering, and the powders behind her floated up, gathering above her head before cascading down.

Just like a river converging into a waterfall!

The cascading powders drifted towards the beasts, exploding upon contact.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

They weren't very lethal but held enough intimidation and fright!

Especially since Lady Heishan stood behind her, continuously channeling her power into Granny Hisai.

"Workers, unite!"

Elsewhere, Watson raised his arm, followed by the disabled, women and children, and other destitute individuals.

His fist glimmered with a metallic sheen and a hint of Azanen red.

"Roar!!" An erupting wild boar charged forward, but Watson and the workers stood fearless behind him, chanting unity.

"Boom!!!"

With just a punch, the level-two Watson floored the level-four erupting wild boar.

However, a level-three swamp lone wolf opened its bloody maw at Watson.

"Watch out!" Nearby, Bald Jack's whip struck the swamp lone wolf's mouth off course, but he then had his arm bitten off by a flame lioness.

"Are you alright?"

Watson, startled, came over to check on him.

"I'm fine!" Bald Jack laughed indifferently, whipping the man behind him repeatedly.

With each whip, Bald Jack's arm healed a bit, while the man's figure shrank, turning from athletic to skin and bones.

Slaver skill — Bloodsuck!

"This skill of yours..." Watson knew the skill came from Lin Ke and that the whipped man was enslaved for his crimes.

But it instinctively made him uncomfortable.

"Alright, go support Her Highness Rica!" Bald Jack, unaware of Watson's expression, looked elsewhere.

Watson also looked over.

He saw a huge giant ape rushing over, gathering a terrifying energy orb in its mouth.

"Hmph, filthy magical beasts! Damned magical beasts!"

Her Highness Rica wielded her pink magic staff, flipping her hand to take out a sapphire-engraved bottle from her space ring and drank it down in one gulp.

"Hahaha, I'm back, Rica is back... hehehe..." Rica let out a maniacal laugh, looking like Lolita.

Her hair danced wildly, and her aura soared continuously.

Level seven... Level eight... Level nine...

Level thirteen... Level sixteen... Level eighteen...

Eighteen!

This time, the magic potion boosted Rica to level eighteen!

Then she flipped her hand again, shaking out three seeds from a delicate pouch sewn from unknown animal fur, and tossed them far away.

"Haha, my brother gave me this, taste it!"

As Rica spoke, two of the seeds swiftly grew in mid-air, one forming a humanoid shape, the other a staff.

Two Ricas!

A plant Rica and a real Rica!

The remaining seed flew like a bullet, piercing through a magical beast.

As it penetrated, it drained much of the beast's life force; Rica's eyes became more devilish with each kill.

On the battlefield, the strongest giant ape was currently facing off against the two Ricas.

Elsewhere, the Azanen people fought against both magical beasts and wild beasts.

Common people pierced level-three beasts' throats, while freelance professionals from the city were accidentally disemboweled by beasts.

In an instant, the battlefield had reached a stalemate.

Meanwhile, Lin Ke felt uneasy.

Those beings above level fifteen, those starlight-level beasts...

Where have they gone?

Inside the Wall of Azanen.

Fulon and Antova couldn't see the fighting crowd far away; they stayed with the servants, huddled in the crowded passage within the wall.

The passage was spacious, but it was overcrowded with people and smelled of sweat, feet, earth, and more, creating a terrible environment.

"Sister, don't be afraid. Little Lin Ke will make it; we have to believe in him."

Fulon tried to comfort Antova, though she too was extremely worried about Lin Ke, her face as pale as death.

"Sister, I believe in Lin Ke." Antova also comforted Fulon.

"Madam, we believe in Young Master Lin Ke too!"

At this moment, the head maid whispered softly.

"Yes! We believe in him too!"

"Young Master Lin Ke is the best."

"The young master is invincible!"

The other servants also chimed in, creating a chorus of hope and prayer.

Fulon felt inspired, and Antova looked around in surprise.

It was their first time feeling such passionate and heartfelt anticipation!

The people fervently and sincerely expressed their admiration and trust, filling Fulon and Antova with encouragement.

It was their first time feeling the power of unity!

Everyone, noble or commoner, servant, slave, or professional, gathered to pray for one thing, and that was victory!

When danger struck, everyone came together regardless of bloodline, status, or wealth, praying and wishing for just one thing.

The power of such moments left Fulon and Antova deeply moved.

It was eyes full of determination and hope!