Monsters Are Coming

Heavenly Abyss Domain Node.

The mist of energy dissipates, and the shattered tower platform, guided by the black mist, quickly gathers the scattered fragments to reassemble into a complete stone plate.

The broken pillars twist in the black mist, as though injected with life, gradually restoring their original form.

Under the control of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, the black mist, like a living entity with consciousness, winds around every damaged spot on the platform, restoring it to its original appearance within moments.

It seems as if it had never been damaged, with only the scorching elemental aura lingering in the air proving that something had just occurred.

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Glancing down at the elemental scorch mark on his chest, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit waves it away.

The battle ended, and it successfully defeated the Player Clan to win the victory.

Yet it couldn’t feel any joy.

The Player Clan demonstrated through facts that their potential in warfare had not reached its limits.

Especially the battlefield dominance exhibited by that mysterious commander made it feel immense pressure.

It was curious why, before this, the commander of the Player Clan had never taken action?

"Earth Thought, maybe there’s a possibility that the pressure you exerted in the previous confrontation made the Player Clan seek help from their higher-ups within the clan."

"We’ve encountered similar situations before. Back then, the Bright Star Sea Area and the direction of the Colorful Mist Coast’s Evil Moon Domain also felt the pressure brought by the Player Clan and chose to seek help from us, and you took over the command via projection and fought on their behalf."

Hearing the Evil Eye’s speculation, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit nodded solemnly.

The guess was logical.

It was clear that the number of the Player Clan’s combat units was continually growing.

It concluded early on that the Player Clan had a vast backup force gradually infiltrating into Monster World.

The previous situation was that it couldn’t deal with the Player Clan.

Viewing from the Player Clan’s perspective, they couldn’t deal with it either.

Reasoning connects the previous overwhelming situation, with the troubled Player Clan seeking help from other regions or powerful elders within the Outer World, forming a logical chain.

"It seems like the next battle will be troublesome."

Recalling the encounter with the mysterious commander, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit felt a headache coming on.

While he won this battle, his victory lay in comprehensive strength, not through strategic triumph.

The new commander of the Player Clan kept changing according to his battlefield layout throughout the engagement, even seemingly keeping up with his thoughts, preparing reactions within seconds.

In contrast, the previously captured Player Clan commander felt so easy to handle in terms of command rhythm.

The intense command rhythm brought by the mysterious commander required him to respond with equally intense command rhythm.

After the entire battle, he felt like he’d gone through a brutal battle firsthand, exhausted throughout.

This was an experience he had never had before.

"Earth Thought, dealing with this kind of opponent actually has a very simple method."

"What method?" The Earth Thought Evil Spirit turns to look at the Evil Eye floating in mid-air, curiosity evident on his face.

"Create a large number of offensive unit types, crush the Player Clan with absolute combat power, but the downside is a single battle can consume ten times, even more, Black Tide Energy."

Said the Evil Eye with a sudden change in the tone:

"But my advice is to maintain your combat style, reasonable resource distribution against the Player Clan is necessary, and it’s also a sharpening for you, so continue trying to manage the opposition, I anticipate your growth, your potential is far more than this."

The Earth Thought Evil Spirit nods:

"Evil Eye, soon I’ll allocate you a batch of resources for growth; your capability needs to improve synchronously with me."

As if remembering something, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit pauses in his tone and continues:

"Evil Eye, have you noticed a problem, my growth method is notably different from other nodes."

Facing the inquiry, the Evil Eye blinks:

"I noticed this issue long ago. Other nodes choose the devour growth model, starting from a point of light that keeps devouring surroundings to grow quickly, expanding the area covered by the light point. But your growth is squeezed from both sides, primarily focusing on managerial confrontation amidst devour growth."

"In comparison, other Black Tide Nodes rarely use warfare management strategy within years; relying on Black Tide’s traits can crush nearby racial forces, yet you are daily engaging in tactical duels with the Player Clan, significantly enhancing your battle command skills. Your growth in personal capability is evidently faster than other Command Evil Spirits of the nodes."

These words sounded like praise but made the Earth Thought Evil Spirit clench his fist involuntarily:

"Damn... Just my luck."

"Note, ’damn’ is from the Player Clan’s language use, reducing frequency usage to prevent potential psychic pollution is advised."

Earth Thought: ...

Seeing the Earth Thought Evil Spirit’s speechless expression, the Evil Eye seriously continues explaining:

"According to documents in the node information database, psychic pollution indeed exists; it can subtly alter targets through linguistic influence, habits, and other means, resulting in ideological transformation."

"The Pale Continent has a racial force called the Heart Language Clan that excels at using psychic pollution to conduct battles, ultimately controlling opponents for their use."

After listening to the Evil Eye’s serious analysis, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit coldly asked:

"Are you done?"

"That’s it."

"Damn." The Earth Thought Evil Spirit cursed again fiercely.

...

As the Earth Thought Evil Spirit contemplated how to deal with the mysterious commander of the Player Clan.