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And on the other side, the human group was also suspicious and doubtful, their eyes wide with disbelief.

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This purple-clothed Ratman actually possesses the "Field" ability!

That means, its Extraordinary Level has reached Level 7 or above!

In fact, the Green Grass Civilization had also developed content related to "Field," but their explanations were vague and unclear.

In other words, this information was highly confidential and was completely lost during the Epoch Calamity.

However, considering these Ratmen were creatures left over from the previous Epoch, it seemed somewhat acceptable.

"In the Mandala Empire, only those with peerless talents can comprehend the Field," Jin Dongliang said in a low voice, "One must be an Innate Powerhouse and based on their own Innate Abilities, form something even more powerful... It's somewhat similar to the product of an Ability Fusion."

Field is not an actual Ability, but rather a whole set of Ideal Rules that are advantageous for one's own use.

For example, if someone's control over Abilities was entirely focused on increasing strength.

Then the Field they develop will likely also relate to strength.

If someone's Abilities are too complex, then the difficulty of developing a Field increases.

"Such geniuses appear once in a thousand years, but their lifespans are generally short, dying within a few hundred years, it might be some kind of overdraw strategy."

"This purple-clothed Ratman can actually utilize a Field too. They must have grasped a better way," he added.

People couldn't help but let out a long, contemplative sigh. The civilizations left behind from the Ancient Era indeed all had their own foundations.

...

Meanwhile, Old Cat, listening to the people discussing, estimated the time and figured Lu Yuan was on his way and would arrive soon.

The Undying Giant Turtle really did buy them a lot of time; this surprise tactic was effective.

...

"Great King, continuing to fight like this, we won't win, but we won't lose either!"

The purple-clothed Ratman made several gestures with his tail: "What should we do? Just keep fighting like this?"

The Mouse King squinted his small eyes, ignoring him.

His mind kept weighing the options.

Another loss would mean a two-out-of-three loss!

And the cost of a hundred Spirit Essences was truly high!

He thought to himself, you've got to use those big buckteeth of yours to gnaw down that turtle if it kills you!

The purple-clothed Ratman felt a tightening in his heart, aware that the king's stinginess was kicking in.

He had no choice but to brace himself, his body glowing red as he bit fiercely into the turtle's flesh!

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and those two big buckteeth cleanly snapped off.

"What's the matter? Put some effort into it!" the Undying Giant Turtle taunted, like an immovable stone Buddha.

It was impossible for the turtle to launch a proactive attack, and it couldn't catch the rat.

Fortunately, it could withstand such a level of attack indefinitely.

The purple-clothed Ratman turned his head, gesturing to his broken teeth, and then showing his boning knife that had been notched.

Great King, there's really no way. The defense can't be breached!

...

Suddenly, the sound of flapping wings cut through the sky, and the Worm King arrived at this spacious valley with Lu Yuan.

The air was filled with the haze of gunpowder, and from a distance, the sight of Ratmen and turtles waging war looked as though neither side could get an upper hand...

"Did we win the first round?"

"Honorable success!" Jin Dongliang, with his sole good hand, thumped his chest and gave a proud smile.

Lu Yuan was both surprised and delighted.

He took a deep breath and suddenly realized that victory was not just something he could create himself; others were also bravely struggling for the rise of humanity.

Old Cat glanced at him, "Though these Ratmen did not go all out either."

"The first round was a blue-clothed Ratman, and only in the second round did one wearing purple clothes come."

"Yes," Jin Dongliang, who was treating his severed hand with the Extraordinary Spark, agreed, "If it had been a purple-clothed Ratman in the first round, I probably wouldn't have stood a chance. And there are even the gold-clothed ones above the purple ones, with the fewest numbers and presumably the strongest combat power..."

Lu Yuan wrapped his arm with a bandage made from a leaf of the Tree of Life.

"No need to make excuses for them; these fellows just haven't figured out our real situation yet, so it's normal for them to be holding back," he said.

"Following these rules, if they're too weak, it's not impossible for us to launch a surprise attack in conjunction with the Rize Civilization, attacking from both inside and out, and annihilate these Ratmen," he continued.

Old Cat's eyes lit up, "That's actually a good idea. This place is only ten or so kilometers from the Rize Civilization. Should I get in touch with them now?"

Lu Yuan smiled slightly. In truth, he was just talking.

War, after all, is cruel...

If a civilization only thinks of war, then its downfall is not far off.

Not to mention whether the Rize Civilization would agree to open its Safe Zone to attack the Shu Mi Dam Civilization... Even if Lu Yuan's Face Fruit had great influence, when it came to matters of life and death, it required careful consideration.

Moreover, the true combat potential of these Ratmen was still unknown.

...

The situation on the battlefield quickly intensified. The purple-clothed Ratman gnawed and chiseled at the Undying Giant Turtle with high-intensity, frantic output, wearing himself out considerably.

He had likely never encountered such a shameless opponent before.

Even more terrifying was that his prized equipment was rendered useless!

Because the opponent didn't fight back at all!

As for the Undying Giant Turtle, it seemed to feel the pressure, retracting its head and, aside from incessant cursing, allowed itself to be pummeled.

After over half an hour of this, the purple-clothed Ratman finally didn't want to continue being a clown there.

After all, he was a noble of the Shu Mi Dam Civilization and needed to maintain some dignity. Trading blows here with the turtle, it was like a circus act, and who could stand it for long?

He twitched his tail, signaling to his people's Great King.

"If you can't think of a solution, I'm going to surrender!"