In the Nine-Headed Dragon, Neham took a thin piece of paper handed over to him by the combat staff, glanced over and threw it directly on Thomas Hornby's face.

"The total number of mage corps directly under your unit is 37,000, and there are 20,000 mages in the Freedom Wars. Seven days ago, the battle rate was 70% and the battle loss rate was 50%. Then you took the lead in applying to adjust the various ratios, right?"

"After the adjustment of the ratio, your team's playing rate dropped from 70% to 40%, instead of increasing, the combat loss rate has become much better, from 50% to 20%. "Neham strongly invaded the Hornby Starship Control Center, pointing to the resurrection area and said, "Should I say you are smart or stupid? Hum?"

Everyone looked at the scene in the light curtain. In the resurrection area, tens of thousands of people waiting to be resurrected were waiting in line. Not only was the resurrection speed far lower than the standard, but most of the recovery resources that should be given immediately after resurrection were deducted. What's even more strange is that not only were there the Free War Mages of the Army, but even his direct legion.

"Did you live to the crypt worms for tens of thousands of years? Don't you know that as long as the war wins, the resources you get will be much greater than what you pay? Or do you think the wartime regulations of the Mage World do not take effect for you?"

Hornby didn't speak, and in the face of clear and detailed data, all quibbling was meaningless.

Neham looked at him with great disappointment. Although he had expected that before the war in the Catastrophe Zone began, there would definitely be a few idiots in such a anxious and burdened war, he still felt very sad after seeing it.

There is a feeling of being corroded by disgusting borers by all the beauty you have created.

"I just think...that won't happen...but..."

Neham sighed and said softly, "Aesa."

Elsa connects to the communication network: "The night watchman has arrived at the dimensional hub and applies to enter the Jiutoulong."

Thomas Hornby will not die, he is a chicken, and he can only live to warn the restless monkey that what awaits him will be imprisonment for endless years, in the Third Santa Mage Prison, which most mages will never come into contact with in their lifetime.

Hornby's body trembled violently, and all his luck was shattered at this moment. He knew what he would end up, destroying magic, retaining his soul, cutting off all external channels, and spending endless life alone in an environment that is more silent than the void. That end is even more uncomfortable than death.

So he opened his trump card, broke free from the confinement on his body, and instantly burst out all the power. He did not dare to resist, and knew that resistance had no effect, and he just wanted to commit suicide.

At this moment, two night watchmen wearing hooded black mage robes entered the room. The spell sounded simultaneously and condensed into a net on Hornby. His magic power that burst out desperately melted like snow near fire in the spell, scattered, his body weathered and shattered inch by inch, and his soul was shackled. He didn't even have the power to resist and struggle, and could only float in the air in despair.

The two night watchmen did not say a word, bowed slightly to Neham, then walked out of the room and left the Nine-Headed Dragon. They did not communicate with the mages from beginning to end, but brought an unparalleled sense of oppression.

After they left, Neham looked at all the mages present and warned solemnly: "I know that many of you have done this kind of thing, but Hornby was unfortunately discovered. Put away your stupid little moves. This is the front line, not the world of mages. This is a joint war, not you go out alone. There will be no less of what you should give to you, and don't take what you shouldn't take, otherwise Hornby's fate will be yours, and the mage prison will be empty for too long."

After Neham handled Thomas Hornby, he left the Nine-Headed Dragon tiredly and returned to the Void, and the rest fell on Adam's head.

After the Hornby incident, Adam ordered the investigation of the recent battle rates of all the Free Mage Legions. The data obtained was shocking. No one was clean, and some were even more excessive than Hornby did. All of these data were recorded and followed up by Adam himself. After the war ended, they would be liquidated uniformly. It would be fine if they stopped. If they continued to be stubborn, they would definitely not have a good end.

Adam did not mean to hide what Hornby did, and the Hornby Legion fell apart, most of which revealed the idea of ​​joining the Hornbar as expected, and a small part was incorporated by the other legions. This incident touched a lot for these ordinary formal mages, and there was no harm without comparison. After seeing what the Hornbar did and the treatment of the Hornbar War Mage, the gap was self-evident.

It can be imagined that once the war is over, this group of mages will leave their subordinate consortiums and join the Holy Tower in large numbers.

In the following period, the battle situation entered a slow stage. As the military discipline was corrected, the mage's offensive efficiency became much higher, and the monsters were wiped out in large quantities. In addition, the existence of the barrier occupied a large amount of their endurance energy. In the shortage of military strength was insufficient, which made the mage's pressure much less. The mage took the opportunity to close small exits one after another and devoted a lot of energy to the seal of the large exits and the vigilance area.

However, this situation is obviously abnormal. The relaxation in the rest means that the situation in the barrier is even more critical. No one can guarantee that Amuth and Patrio will succeed. Once they fail, the mages will usher in a terrifying counterattack and impact from monsters.

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The solemn calm lasted for ten days. On the eleventh day, the barrier was broken, and Amut, covered in bruises, rushed out of it with the dying Patrio on his back. The mage stood up to respond immediately, and Adam teleported to them.

Amut said to Adam with difficulty: "There is another one, it will be formed soon, hurry!" After that, he fell into a coma.

Adam waved his hand suddenly, and a hundred high-level super-dimensional mages immediately appeared behind him. The information was sent to their minds instantly, and there was no need to say anything more. They led their troops into the Demon Suppression Abyss. The support had not yet arrived. During these thirteen days, no level nine monster could appear in the void outside.

A portal was opened beside him, and Adam held up Amut and Patrio, and his spiritual tentacles penetrated into their bodies and sensed them quickly. He found that their energy circulation was almost collapsed, and his soul was also full of holes. It was all based on his life level to support it. Adam sent them to Neham, and they had to receive emergency treatment here, and then they were directly sent back to Xinyati after it was stable. They had no power to fight again in a short period of time.
Chapter completed!