Two defense towers rose from the ground.
Rosen looked slightly bored toward the end of the road ahead: "Why hasn't the Naga tribe come to attack yet, leaving me bored?"
Here, only Rosen was present, so he could only talk to the two defense towers, occasionally kicking at the wild grass on the ground.
Ten minutes passed without seeing a single Naga hair.
On the other hand, Ye Yuxuan's side had already seen two waves of monsters.
"Is this the power of lucky dice, where bad things are borne by allies?"
At this moment, Ye Yuxuan was feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
The first wave came with fifty Nagas, among them thirty ranged archers and twenty Poison Fin Dragons.
Even the first wave put a huge amount of pressure on her.
Luckily, her Prophet's forces already included nearly twenty spirit wolves, blocking the front one after another.
As a Healing Mage, Ye Yuxuan was not just about the basics; her Holy Light Sphere could support a military force of at least two hundred soldiers.
