Ocean Lords: Start Harvesting Double from Dice Rolls-Chapter 383 - 223: Sharp Blade Army Casualties?

He glanced at Fang Yu.

This kid...

Previously he kept calling him Brother Biao, and now he’s directly calling him Old Meng?

However, having lost Fang Yu’s soldiers, Meng Biao felt guilty and couldn’t say much, so he let Fang Yu call him "Old Meng."

He nodded, then immediately continued, "Secondly, from the blood and flesh battleship and flesh and blood evil beast, a more powerful existence has been born, the Alchemy Golem!"

"Alchemy Golem?"

"Yes! Half of its body is made of flesh and blood, while the other half is an alchemical technology-based monster, with great strength and extremely high stability, enough to exert warship-level power."

"How many of these Alchemy Golems are there in total?"

"I don’t know, but a rough look suggests there are probably thousands."

"Thousands..."

Fang Yu took a deep breath.

Calculating this way, the overall strength of the temple’s coalition forces is roughly:

Nine divine envoy shells, which are the strongest combat power, and each likely has a chance to touch the extraordinary, certainly not something a single captain can match.

Thousands of warship-level power, with the number likely no less than five thousand conservatively estimated.

The rest are countless ship-sized blood and flesh battleships and cargo-ship-level flesh and blood evil beasts.

Of course, that’s not all. There’s also a large number of followers in the divine hall, and even aliens from the West Qinghai Sea Region, who are very likely to be thrown into the battlefield as well.

Fang Yu felt a chill down his spine, looking earnestly at Meng Biao in front of him: "Are you serious? Are we going to fight against such power?"

"To be honest, yes!"

Meng Biao’s face was serious, but he soon shook his head and said, "However, there’s no need for you to worry, though the Ocean Court and the Alchemist Association are in a mess, the Theological Research Institute has dispatched experts to support us, we’re not fighting alone."

After hearing Meng Biao’s words, an image appeared in Fang Yu’s mind of the leading theological worker he saw on the first day he arrived at Southeast Stone Island.

At that time, the man exuded a gentle yet comforting spiritual wave, leaving a deep impression on Fang Yu.

That person should also be a divine envoy shell-level expert.

What kind of institution is this Theological Research Institute that it can send out experts of this level?

And it’s unknown how many experts of this level they’ve sent.

If they sent more than 5 people, along with Kong Huaao and other powerful officers, the strength of both sides would be quite even.

Although Fang Yu felt that experts of this level wouldn’t be sent out in batches of five.

If there were indeed that many, the Theological Research Institute’s subsidiary industries wouldn’t be so impoverished.

Thinking of this, Fang Yu felt the need to have a serious talk with Meng Biao:

"Alright, shouldn’t we talk about serious matters now?"

Meng Biao was taken aback, "What serious matters? Wasn’t what we just discussed serious matters?"

"Serious matters?" Fang Yu sneered, glaring at Meng Biao, "Old Meng, don’t try to gloss over it."

"I understand that you conducted military deployment, probed attacks, and incurred battle damage. It’s inevitable to have battle damage in war."

"But since there’s battle damage, shouldn’t you compensate somehow? Otherwise, how can I face my soldiers?"

Fang Yu sat directly on a chair, looking at Meng Biao without holding back.

Meng Biao was stunned, then couldn’t help but laugh.

Well...

Mr. Kong mentioned that this comrade is the type who can’t suffer losses, and advised me to be cautious.

I didn’t really get it before, but now I’ve seen it.

However, after all, Meng Biao was indeed in the wrong here, borrowing someone’s soldiers and causing battle damage, he should compensate.

Thinking of this, Meng Biao couldn’t help but say, "Alright, how do you want me to compensate you, tell me?"

Hearing this, Fang Yu’s eyes lit up slightly, and he slowly began to speak: