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"Hmm... no wonder their leader seems so obedient... but their size is really a bit small. What use can they have on the battlefield?"
Qian Mo stroked his chin and nodded in understanding. The Cloud Demon Ferret Clan, a race not even recorded in the classics, had they not survived the War of the Ten Thousand Races? Looking at their loyalty to Bai Xu, he felt quite skeptical about how much combat power this Cloud Demon Ferret Clan could actually exert, especially considering the numerous oversized ferocious beasts he had encountered since arriving in the Primordial Wilderness.
"Ahem... Senior, you may not know this. Although their size is indeed smaller compared to most races, in terms of combat power, the Cloud Demon Ferret Clan can even rank among the top three within a thousand miles!"
"Ah?"
While it was amusing to see this seemingly omnipotent senior looking bewildered, Bai Fong knew the seriousness of the situation and put aside his teasing thoughts to continue explaining to Qian Mo.
"Did you see their claws? Due to their unique skeletal structure, most of the time their claws are retracted into their limbs like sliding covers, showing only a little bit. But when it comes to battle, they can extend claws nearly as long as their limbs! Moreover, during combat, the Demonic Patterns on their bodies activate, putting them into a special state that eliminates pain and enhances perception. They can also create a mist around themselves; if enemies inhale this mist, it greatly reduces their resistance, leaving them vulnerable from their souls to their bodies. Meanwhile, they blend into the mist like hunters and reap lives! When they act collectively, this mist can even cover several miles, filled with lethal intent!"
With claws nearly half a meter long capable of splitting mountains and rocks combined with an absolutely calm combat mind, along with a body that feels no pain and a field skill that weakens enemy resistance... Qian Mo felt that his position as the protagonist might be in jeopardy. How did Bai Xu manage to deal with such a strong race back then? Did he just go on a rampage and kill seven in and out?
"Of course, they have weaknesses too... Their lack of intelligence and inability to hover limit the potential of their race. Additionally, they lack effective means to threaten aerial enemies. It is said that Uncle Bai Xu calculated a day when strong winds would blow and engaged them in battle; with the wind scattering their mist and leaving them nowhere to hide, Uncle launched a wide-area attack from above. In the end, he showed mercy and did not wipe them out completely..."
Nodding his head, Qian Mo understood. So that's it; an elite ground force without aerial fire support or anti-air weapons... No wonder when faced with flying creatures strong enough to attack, these ferrets were no different from targets. Even if they were fearless and felt no pain, if they couldn't reach their enemies, defeat was inevitable...
Not long after their conversation ended, a second force rudely broke through the forest's blockade. As for why it was described as rude... Qian Mo could see a straight path behind these massive creatures, not leaving even a single stake behind... If these guys had opened up the way when he first arrived at the Primeval Forest last night, he probably wouldn't have needed to learn any wilderness survival skills at all. He could have just walked out through the gap they created...
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