The glasses on Grey Wolf’s nose emitted a mysterious white light, paired with a smile at the corner of his mouth, making him look sowhat sinister.
Standing on Mo Qingchen’s left and right shoulders, Jerry and Tom suddenly clung to his hair, their bodies starting to tremble as if they had seen sothing extrely terrifying.
"More than three thousand Tier Six self-detonating bombs, I have to admit, Grey Wolf did a great job with this move!
But can the computation control of the Wolf King handle so many Transforrs at once?"
The configuration of the Wolf King previously managed to control a hundred units, and if the number exceeded this, lag would occur.
However, now the more powerful intelligent system, Little Dumbass, can handle up to five hundred units.
It’s not that Little Dumbass or the Wolf King can’t control more; it’s the server’s computational power that’s lagging behind.
These mass-produced Transforrs weren’t given intelligence but were equipped with a simplified version of an artificial dumb system.
Therefore, controlling them requires a trendously large amount of computational support.
The more nurous they are, the more severe the computational power consumption.
Therefore, the computational power of the server on the Wolf King has a limit!
"The Sky Curtain Group had purchased a supercomputer long ago and set up an oversized server.
With the combined computational power of the Wolf King, Little Dumbass can operate seven hundred Transforrs at once.
We’re not planning to deploy all three thousand units at once."
Mo Qingchen can be considered a hands-off manager in terms of the construction of the Sky Curtain Group; whatever was needed was mostly initiated by Grey Wolf, and after Little Dumbass ca up with a feasible plan, it was executed by Winston.
Thus, Grey Wolf understands the Sky Curtain Group more thoroughly than Mo Qingchen.
"Alright then, as long as it achieves the desired effect, Grey Wolf, you can go ahead."
Mo Qingchen shrugged his shoulders and turned his gaze to the battlefield of the Chaos Divine Beast and others.
The Giant Spirit God was strong, but the Chaos Divine Beast was stronger, even though it needed to split attention to suppress the two Purple and Cyan Twin Swords, it was still overpowering the Giant Spirit God.
On another note, Edward and the Painted Halberd Divine General, things had reversed, with Edward now at a disadvantage, being chased and slashed.
Sun Wukong continued to feign engagent with Qing Xia, but his movents were increasingly sluggish, his breath more labored.
As for Sun Wukong’s clones, their strength had begun to wane, no longer able to firmly suppress those Tier Nine Celestial Generals, instead now fighting on equal footing.
Fortunately, a team from the Celestial Sword Bureau had arrived at the battlefield.
This spearhead team, like a scalpel, pierced the core, easily puncturing a tumor.
Ambush!
Mo Qingchen’s eyes flickered with a hint of surprise, as he truly had not expected that the Celestial Sword Bureau’s team, upon arrival, would coordinate for an ambush on a Tier Nine Peak Celestial General.
Storm squinted, striking out at the opponent’s Energy Shield.
The Golden Cudgel, with its incredible force, hamred down on the back of the head, breaking the Energy Shield while simultaneously stunning the opponent, making them feel dizzy.
Then, two tanks flanked and captured the target, using their own energy to impact the opponent’s body, suppressing the opponent’s energy flow.
The last mber easily lopped off the head with a single sword strike!
The cooperation among the five was extrely slick, taking down a Tier Nine Peak Celestial General in the blink of an eye!
And because of the Storm’s isolation, no one on the battlefield noticed this ambush!
The slaying of a Tier Nine Celestial General took less than a minute, the efficiency was exceedingly terrifying.
"If this Celestial Sword Bureau’s spearhead team can continue to pull off successful ambushes, resolving the Tier Eight and Tier Nine Celestial Generals within half an hour isn’t impossible, but..."
Grey Wolf didn’t finish his sentence, but there was an unmistakable skepticism in his eyes.
Perhaps ambushing one or two, even three to five might work; once the number increases, it’ll inevitably draw their attention.
At that point, trying to act would be practically impossible.
This battle ultimately cos down to brute strength.
Skepticism aside, Grey Wolf still issued orders to Little Dumbass.
Instead of deploying all seven hundred Transforrs, only five hundred were sent out.
Currently, the human army under Mount Tai was still launching saturation bombing; although the broken Subspace channel was wide enough to accommodate the influx, it couldn’t withstand the barrage of missiles flying in.
The opened Subspace channel couldn’t even accommodate one-third, requiring orderly passage; otherwise, they would certainly be struck by friendly missiles.
Therefore, Grey Wolf didn’t push Little Dumbass to the limits, instead conserving so computational power to prepare for unforeseen events.
After dozens of Transforrs passed through the channel, they imdiately entered overload mode under Little Dumbass’s control and charged towards the exposed openings in the Celestial Net Array.
In an instant, the computational power consumption elevated to another level.
There was no choice; amidst the battlefield, not only were missiles flying haphazardly, but there were also energy waves from the attacks of a few Chaos Divine Beasts, not to ntion the ripples caused by missile explosions.
This made the battlefield situation extrely complex.
And this batch of Transforrs was only Tier Four, easily eliminated without a sound if affected.
The first batch of fifty Transforrs, upon approaching the Barrier, almost instantly transford.
Uniformly small unmanned fighters, emphasizing speed and agility!
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