又大又粗弄得我出好多水

The marshal furrowed his eyebrows as he commented.

"Really? I thought the monsters here were mostly middle-ranking. The one\'s attacking us are all middle-ranking sea monsters."

The woman bit her lips and quickly explained in a low voice.

"Marshal, sea monsters are more intelligent than the land or the flying-type monsters. Maybe because the miasma concentration isn\'t that bad in the ocean."

The woman paused before continuing.

"These sea monsters won\'t blindly attack humans unless they\'re attacked first. The sea beasts are also like that."

The woman recalled what she read in a book about sea monsters and beasts. She couldn\'t help but gulp nervously.

"Only low-level or middle-level sea monsters and sea beasts will blindly attack humans or other monsters and beasts."

But intelligent sea monsters and sea beasts are more dangerous than stupid ones. If their team unexpectedly offends them, wouldn\'t they be wiped up first?

The marshal\'s face was grave as he tapped the wooden table.

"The others? Any useful abilities to defeat the target and catch them off-guard? Except for the anti-barrier machine strategy."

The marshal had studied the Sloan Family\'s strength and weakness, and he was most careful against Ainsley Sloan, someone who had a rare and weird ability.

He heard that the baby\'s blood manipulation control she got from the Godfather could be used for many things.

He had a feeling that even when the barrier was gone, that baby might do something unexpected to save the island…

He wanted a sure victory! That\'s why these elites had to help him.

The elites looked at each other before gulping nervously.

"M-marshal, my ability is to control miasma. Although the amount of miasma I can control isn\'t a lot, and the area of control isn\'t vast either, m-maybe I can help…"

The marshal\'s eyes lit up at one of the elites\' words.

"That\'s quite good. The island is full of miasma. See that black fog drifting above the island like clouds? That\'s all miasma. You should control the miasma to surround the target\'s base."

That way, they could annoy the target one way or another.

After all, miasma is dangerous, and Ainsley\'s people might worry about the miasma if the miasma trapped them at the base.

"Any other useful abilities? Just speak up your thoughts. I need as many talents as possible." The marshal looked at the rest of the elites and encouraged them to speak.

These elites were all nurtured by the government, and most of them had just graduated from the government\'s academy or they were the academy\'s instructors.

The Godlif Country did have a private academy for those who wanted to serve the Academy when they grew up.

Unlike the mafia families who liked to send their children to the Elton academy to meet non-human races and socialise with other mafia families, most citizens preferred local academies.

One of the most popular local academies was the Godlif National Academy, an academy that recruited people to be soldiers or government\'s officials.

Most of the commoners dreamed of climbing the ladder of success through this Academy, while the nobles or the aristocrat families chose international academies that only accepted humans.

Of course, there\'s a famous local academy that most low-level and middle-level noble families go to–The Zeldin Academy.

These elites that the marshal brought along were mainly from the Godlif National Academy, and only one or two were from Zeldin Academy.

As for those attending a famous international academy among human countries– the Haman Academy, they usually wouldn\'t join the military.

These youths were all full of justice and thought that the mafia society was bad.

When they knew that they would rob a mine from the mafia that could benefit the country, they all wanted to join the war.

But they didn\'t expect the mafias to be so powerful.

One of the hot-blooded youths looked at the marshal with shining eyes before raising his hand.

"Marshal, my ability is to create thunderstorms. Maybe we can disturb the target while we aren\'t using the jets?"

The marshal quickly praised the youth.

"Good idea. Enduring thunderstorms while trapped within a wall of miasma will be a bad experience. Good, good. Next?"

"Me, marshal. I...I can create weak earthquakes..."

"That\'s good too! You can use your ability after my command. Anyone else?"

"Marshal, I am a necromancer..."

A necromancer! A type of ability user that was even rarer than any type of ability user. One in a billion, maybe. This type of Ability User would be very useful in a war!

"How many corpses can you control? Will it be humans, non-human races, or only the beasts and monsters?"

"I can control humans, monsters and beasts! Can even use one of their special abilities at random."

The youth was so excited for his debut that he started to explain about his rare ability.

"I can control five humans, fifty middle-ranking monsters, ten beasts, and the duration is one hour."

"Good, good! I\'ll pick the corpses for you later on. I have high expectations for a necromancer like you." The marshal was so excited that his beard shook gently.

This necromancer boy is a top talent from their Godlif National Academy, and the government cherished him a lot.

In the future, he would surely become a general or, even better, a marshal.

The marshal then kept interrogating the batch of talents until the sun almost set down.

The result was quite shocking.

One person could create ice and could make a short path to the island relying on freezing the ocean.

And there are still others more amazing than this one.

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