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As he watched thousands of Bamboo Dragonflies equipped with Pea Gatlings, they unleashed a frenzied barrage upon the Dark Fanatics below. The two Foreign Holders exchanged mocking smiles.
"The Dragon Kingdom is wasting too much," one De Bond Agent remarked. "They won't last long doing this."
"Indeed," Bei Ye replied. "Flying Plants are so rare, yet they’re giving so many to a single Farm Owner."
The two of them condemned the Dragon Kingdom's actions, believing that they had exhausted their national strength for the sake of one Farm Owner, leaving other fronts in dire straits.
Meanwhile, Ye Feihong had managed to eliminate over a hundred thousand Dark Fanatics in such a short time, making their concerns seem less significant. After concentrating his firepower to take down the Dark Fanatics, he regained control of the vines and began to sip on fine wine while feeding Pea Missiles.
The wine was a precious material, nearly irreplaceable. The Dragon Kingdom's farmlands could no longer support large-scale brewing. For ordinary people, even obtaining enough food had become a challenge, let alone brewing alcohol. Aside from a few Farm Owners like Ye Feihong, who had access to abundant seeds daily, most ordinary individuals would never encounter such luxuries in their lifetime.
Though Ye Feihong had a good supply of wine in hand, he knew he had to conserve it. After dealing with the first wave of Dark Fanatics, he felt a slight relaxation wash over him. However, he also sensed a dampness around his neck—a feeling he had noticed earlier but dismissed due to the tension of battle.
He paid no attention to these details.
Now, there was a slight lull in the battle. In this moment, Ye Feihong became very sensitive.
Looking down, he saw that Sprite was drooling over the open Wine Vat. Damn, the Night Elf was also a drunkard. Ye Feihong muttered a curse under his breath.
"If you let your drool drip on me again, I'll make you stay tangled in Stinky Spore for three days."
Startled, Sprite quickly pulled back its drool, unwilling to take its eyes off the Wine Vat.
At critical moments in battle, Ye Feihong would not allow Sprite to drink. If they got drunk, their mental connection would become chaotic. He wouldn't be able to command the other Sprites through this one.
In the past two days, the Night Elf Tree had once again birthed two Sprites. Now, Ye Feihong had a total of one Dark Night Sprite in his hands.
After drinking the fine wine, Pea Missile could once again launch Flame Pea Missile.
Meanwhile, those dark creatures in the canyon had also entered attack range. However, this time, their formation had changed. They were no longer densely packed together but had split into several small teams of one or two thousand each, advancing in segments through the canyon.
Even if they faced another fiery assault, the damage to them would not be significant.
Ye Feihong observed the situation through the telescope, feeling a slight disappointment. However, as long as he could disrupt their formation again, it would suffice.
Once more, Ye Feihong took control, arranging all the Pea Missiles into a formation. He directed them towards the dark creatures in the distant canyon and launched an attack. This time, several Electric Nets appeared in the sky, covering the airspace above the canyon. The Pea Missiles detonated mid-air, creating a series of explosions.
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