Several Dark Faction True Kings left Qian Er's place with their tails between their legs after being rebuffed.
“Will Qian Er retaliate against us?” One of the True Kings asked, recalling Qian Er's expression with lingering fear.
“Probably not. If he wanted to kill us, he wouldn't have bothered letting us return.”
“With that Town King's temper, he wouldn't care about our identities. I'm afraid even the Emperor of Yan would be unable to stop him if he stood in his way.”
Upon hearing this, the others didn't know whether to feel relieved or terrified, and their expressions were quite awkward.
“Judging by Qian Er's intentions, he definitely won't stop easily this time. What should we do?”
Honestly, they really didn't want to move anymore. They had seized a lot of flesh and blood resources at the scene these past two days, enough for them to digest for a long time.
However, their collection speed was definitely no match for Qian Er's. Even if they combined their efforts, they would only be able to see his dust.
Whether it was them or the countries behind them, they were actually in a dilemma now. Qian Er's actions undoubtedly put them on the hot seat.
After all, the resources of the Dark Faction are, in the end, limited.
From a personal perspective, Qian Er fighting against all races alone is equivalent to taking away most of the world's flesh and blood of all races.
This ebb and flow not only made Qian Er stronger but also weakened them.
Now everyone is抢 (qiang - fighting to seize/grab). Since the foreign war has already begun, how much flesh and blood they can seize depends on their abilities. But who can compare to Qian Er?
Almost all the resources were taken by Qian Er, so of course, they were very unhappy. Moreover, Qian Er didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't show any intention of stopping.
“Can he even use up so many Dark Faction resources alone! He's too greedy!”
One True King said indignantly. They had only collected resources for a few days, and it was already enough for them to digest for a while!
If they continued to fight, they wouldn't have the energy. Having been fed, they honestly didn't have the initial motivation.
But if they didn't fight, it was very likely that Qian Er would take all the remaining resources for himself.
Don't say it's impossible! With that guy, what is impossible?
From the perspective of the country, Qian Er, in the final analysis, is still a Yan citizen. Even if he can't use all the resources he gets, he can subsidize Yan.
In this way, first, the myriad races will be destroyed, and then Yan's strength will be greatly improved again.
After the myriad races are destroyed, the human race will definitely shift from foreign wars to internal wars. The distribution of resources can never satisfy everyone.
At that time, wouldn't Yan be able to steadily suppress other countries?
These True Kings looked at each other, feeling that they were not in a good position no matter what.
“Oh well, forget it, let's go back first. We'll report to the higher-ups.”
In the end, these True Kings unanimously decided to go back and communicate with their countries first.
Yan, the capital city.
“What? Withdraw troops?”
The Emperor frowned, looking at the envoys from various countries.
Facing the country where Qian Er was located, they naturally did not dare to be negligent in the slightest. Those sent were the most distinguished envoys in the country, and their status in various countries was no less than that of Zhou Nong in Yan.
“Yes, Your Majesty, this is the unanimous request of our countries. Everything must have a limit. Going too far may cause a backlash…”
These envoys from various countries had a very unified opinion, raising their heads to look at the Yan Emperor.
“Good.”
The Emperor narrowed his eyes.
“If you want to withdraw your troops, please do so. My Yan will continue to advance.”
As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised in a confident smile.
“No, Your Majesty, what we mean is that Yan needs to withdraw its troops with us.”
“Are you ordering me?”
The Emperor coldly looked down at the envoys, and the killing intent on his body spread out without reservation. After years of holding power, the aura of a superior made the envoys' foreheads break out in cold sweat.
“It's not like that, Your Majesty, we are considering the overall situation…”
“Go back and tell your masters, if you want to withdraw your troops, I can't control you, but we won't withdraw our troops, and you can't control us either!”
“If you dare to spread rumors and disrupt the morale of the army again…”
The Emperor sneered.
“I don't mind treating you as heretics who favor the myriad races, leaving none alive!”
The Emperor's attitude was very tough, so much so that the faces of the envoys changed.
You must know that the meaning of these words is Yan's naked threat to other countries!
At this time, they couldn't help but re-examine this monarch, who had never attracted much attention from the outside world because Qian Er was too dazzling.
“Get out!!”
The Emperor roared angrily, and the envoys also left in disgrace.
Yan's tough attitude quickly aroused dissatisfaction from other countries.
But precisely because of this, they had no way at all.
Start a war with Yan? They can't even beat Qian Er, who can't even defeat the myriad races, what makes them think that they can contend against him by joining forces?
So they can only swallow their broken teeth and shut up, not daring to fart.
After sending away the envoys from various countries, the Emperor's face changed from gloomy to happy. He walked down the steps and looked at General Zhang Wu beside him.
“Go, mobilize more manpower to the front line. This time, no matter how much other countries get, our Yan must benefit much more than them!”
Obviously, achieving success in one battle was not his ultimate goal. He was even planning for what would happen after the myriad races were destroyed.
On the battlefield, Qian Er was still fighting bloody battles, but the blood he was bathing in was the blood of the myriad races. Under his attack, the surrounding myriad races could be said to be crying for their parents.
This guy was simply the living ancestor of the myriad races. He had been fighting for seven days, and the myriad races had died so much, but Qian Er, who was surrounded in the center, showed no signs of fatigue.
They couldn't see any hope at all. All the surrounding attacks were easily resolved by Qian Er, and Qian Er's attacks basically drew blood with every strike, and were often the most brutal.
Which also allowed the myriad races to have the most miserable deaths.
Entering the battlefield was like returning home. Looking at Qian Er's appearance, everyone even suspected that even if he lay down on the scene and took a nap, no one would be able to break the golden light on his body?!
If there was a counter on his head, I'm afraid the number of lives Qian Er has taken away these days has exceeded five digits!
Many races have already voluntarily given up trying to find Qian Er's trouble, and instead tried to move towards the human True Kings in the crowd.
Although the human True Kings have not suffered any damage these days, at least this group of people will retreat.
Unlike Qian Er and a group of beast tamers who are as strong as monsters, they can't even rub off a layer of skin on the other party even if they use all their strength!
“Kill!!”
