Chapter 2987: Why Can’t Anyone See Through Him?

The soldiers of the First Legion retreated in an orderly manner, and soon returned within the range covered by the defense line.

Jarett Roth immediately began counting the casualties of the Third Squad, and the subordinates in charge quickly summarized the situation and reported it.

"Sect Master, I have completed the count. A total of twenty-seven people died in battle, thirty-five were seriously injured, and two hundred sixty-seven were lightly injured..."

Carson Flores nodded: "Handle it according to the usual procedures."

The fallen were gathered, the seriously injured were sent to the rear, and the lightly injured were treated by physicians, took elixirs to recover, and prepared to continue fighting.

In the previous battle, Carson Flores faced a series of opponents one after another, and though he often caught his adversaries by surprise, allowing him to kill them quickly, his spiritual power was still significantly depleted.

Carson Flores took an elixir to replenish his spiritual power, quietly recovering.

On the battlefield, battles could occur at any moment. Ensuring oneself is always in the best condition is fundamental to survival.

Jarett Roth and others also took elixirs to recover. Yackey Decker encountered a strong Demon Race, and in a forced confrontation, he was injured. Fortunately, the overall situation favored the First Legion, so Yackey Decker was not completely defeated.

The overall casualties for the three teams were relatively small, with a fatality rate of less than three percent. This was largely due to Carson Flores holding off the Quasi-Saint who charged at the camp; otherwise, if he had broken into the three teams, a large number might have perished in the blink of an eye.

Other squads that were assaulted were not as fortunate. Apart from two Quasi-Saints being intercepted by Army Commander Saelin Murphy, the rest charged into the squads, causing heavy casualties.

Carson Flores had no emotional response to this situation.

In the great war, a commander’s heart must be as hard as iron. All soldiers are his pawns; he considers the battle within the larger strategy, and every decision he makes results in countless soldiers bleeding or even sacrificing themselves.

’The merciful do not lead soldiers’—such is the reasoning behind it.

Carson Flores was just a small team leader; being able to complete tasks diligently and care for his own soldiers was already perfection for him. Anything beyond that was not within his consideration.

In more than half a day’s time, Carson Flores consumed several Premium Elixirs, replenishing his depleted spiritual power.

Elixirs are the support for such large-scale consumptive wars. Every confrontation consumes an enormous amount of precious elixirs, so war is essentially a war of attrition.

The superior fighter, who recovers faster and battles longer, is the ultimate victor on the battlefield.

Carson Flores’s mind sunk into the Sea of Consciousness, landing upon the Gluttonous Blood Tree.

In this battle, the Gluttonous Blood Tree feasted heartily, consuming what was akin to Great Land Prime Immortals of the Demon Lords.

The seed of the Gluttonous Blood Tree had evidently changed, with many blood veins appearing, an aura of savage bloodlust lingering upon it.

This aura appeared faint, but it struck directly at the essence. If exposed externally, it would be enough to daunt cultivators, face uncertainty, and push demonic beasts to prostrate themselves, wailing as if awaiting slaughter.

Such a significant improvement!

Carson Flores was thrilled. Do not underestimate this Gluttonous Blood Tree; once it grows to full maturity, it will become a massive weapon on the battlefield!

Even if it doesn’t have a big impact against Peak Great Land True Immortals—it would be difficult for it to directly devour such a strong opponent—but on the battlefield, the opposing force can’t all be Peak Great Land True Immortals, right?

It will shroud the sky, transforming into an Asura, effortlessly destroying all enemies within range, and moreover, it can devour their bodies, absorb their essence blood, and instantly convert it into robust combat power!

As long as there are enough enemies on the battlefield, and they lack the power to destroy it, it will continue fighting endlessly, requiring no spiritual power from Carson Flores.

As long as there is enough "nourishment," it can fight independently.

After careful observation, Carson Flores happily left the Sea of Consciousness; a few more battles like this, and it might reach the level of Peak Great Land True Immortal, even surpassing it, providing him with a powerful ally.

Even if his own realm falls short, and he cannot yet overpower a Peak Great Land True Immortal, with the Gluttonous Blood Tree, that should suffice, right?

Carson Flores exited the camp and saw Theron Coffey chatting with a group of team leaders.

Upon seeing Carson Flores, Theron Coffey’s gaze subtly changed.

As Squad Captain, he naturally participated in battles, but he didn’t lead the charge himself—not due to fear of death, but because, as Squad Captain, his responsibility was more about commanding and coordinating to ensure the Ninth Battalion moved in unison.

Therefore, when the Quasi-Saint charged towards the Third Squad, Theron Coffey had mixed feelings.

At the first sight of the Quasi-Saint’s assault, he hoped the Quasi-Saint would conveniently eliminate Carson Flores. But in the next instant, he was filled with concern and anxiety.

If the Quasi-Saint annihilated the Third Squad, the other squads would inevitably face massacre too. Therefore, in one thought, he wished Carson Flores would release the Great Demonic Beasts to jointly repel the Quasi-Saint’s assault.

Carson Flores didn’t release any Great Demons, but suddenly called upon two women.

One woman stayed by Carson Flores’s side, while the other, along with a tower, forcefully intercepted the charging Demon Clan Quasi-Saint!

They stopped it!

Theron Coffey was both surprised and delighted; delighted that the Quasi-Saint was intercepted, assuring the Third Squad wouldn’t be overrun, thus sparing the Ninth Battalion from major losses. Surprised, he marveled at Carson Flores’s methods.

He had never heard Carson Flores mention these two women before, yet now they had appeared and even halted a Quasi-Saint.

What was their power level?

Could they be Quasi-Saints too?

Amazingly, they stayed by Carson Flores’s side, residing within a magical treasure, ready to emerge and protect him in times of danger!

Theron Coffey was initially scared; just how many trump cards did Carson Flores possess?

Was he really from an unknown small place?

Why couldn’t he see through this person at all?

Not to mention, the very move where the woman used the Fire Dragon Divine Skills to block countless earth-shattering Flying Swords—could he withstand it?

He’d likely be burned to ashes by the Fire Dragon, right?

Suddenly, Theron Coffey felt grateful to Taliesin Compton; if it weren’t for his courageous intervention, risking his life to prove Carson Flores’s formidability, he himself would have repeatedly targeted Carson Flores. If he had angered him, would he have faced such a terrifying existence?

Theron Coffey never thought his position as Squad Captain would instill any dread in Carson Flores. The guy seemed compliant, but his heart was actually incredibly bold!

All of his demeanor was essentially about not wanting to cause trouble for himself, for the Third Squad, or for others!

Thoughts flickered through Theron Coffey’s mind, a gentle smile emerged on his face: "Carson Flores, you’re here. Did you get hurt?"

Carson Flores answered, "Thank you for your concern, Captain. It’s just that I’ve expended a lot of spiritual power. I’ve now recovered and am ready to fight again at any time."

Theron Coffey instinctively recalled how Carson Flores summoned the Gluttonous Blood Tree, swiftly killing several Demon Lords, yet he smiled and said, "It’s good that you’re fine. Today, you’ve slain quite a number of Demon Lord level enemies and have made significant contributions..."