Chapter 2206 - 2199: Playing the Slacker
This group of newcomers consists of eight people, each of them standing on a mount. However, these mounts are not true life forms, but rather energy constructs created by their own powers.
Regardless of whether this is merely for a grand entrance, the ability to manipulate energy to such an extent evidences their exceptional nature.
Leading the group is a middle-aged man who appears to be in his thirties or forties, dressed in black armor and wielding a weapon resembling a Fang Tian Ji. His appearance is formidable, and Gou Dan informed Zhang Menglong that this man’s strength is nearing the seventh order of ultimate life forms—in other words, he’s a peak realm breaker!
The other seven, while slightly inferior, have also reached the peak of fifth order ultimate life forms, comparable to the Moyan Family group.
"I didn’t expect the Illusory God race would come too!" said the leading middle-aged man of the Moyan Family, as he recognized the newcomers.
Zhang Menglong, hiding in the corner, watched with interest, knowing he just needed to leverage their skills to spearhead attacks. The stronger these individuals were, the more advantageous it would be for him.
"You arrived too, your Moyan Family’s intelligence is impressive. We rushed here as soon as we heard, even so, we were still a step behind you," the Illusory God group replied with a smile.
"Illusory God race?" Zhang Menglong murmured, recalling having heard the name somewhere before.
"Ah! I remember now!" Zhang Menglong exclaimed, recalling hearing the name on the battlefield. Every winner in the Myriad Tribes’ tournaments would leave their race’s name behind, and the Illusory God race was a legendary species.
They emerged at least fifty to sixty million years ago, defeating all competing races with absolute force and earning first place. Reportedly, on the day after they won, the entire race ascended to the Supreme World; it’s unexpected that Zhang Menglong can now encounter them.
Yet, this Illusory God race is incredibly formidable, managing to carve out a prominent sphere of influence in this world with just these thousand people, even becoming a regional superpower rivaling the indigenous Moyan Family.
Though both are top-level factions, they remain peaceful due to the absence of significant conflicts of interest. They have had skirmishes but seem evenly matched, maintaining mutual respect.
"Illusory Steel, our target this time is the skeletal remains from the video; I believe there’s no conflict of interest between us, right?" the leader of the Moyan Family said.
"Skeletal remains?" Illusory Steel hesitated, "Our Illusory God race may not boast high intelligence, but you needn’t deceive me. What’s valuable about skeletal remains; perhaps you’re actually after those prehistoric warcraft. Maybe there’s more treasure there, I doubt you’re not tempted."
"The skeletal remains are our ancestors’!" the middle-aged man clarified while displaying his clan emblem. "This time, we mainly wish to retrieve our ancestors’ remains; we’re not very interested in other things."
Despite the suspicion, the Moyan Family was not angered, as the assumption was quite plausible. In their shoes, they likely wouldn’t believe such statements either.
"Oh?" Comparing the two emblems, Illusory Steel found them identical, giving more credence to their words, "If that’s the case, perhaps there’s no conflict, possibly even cooperation."
"Cooperation?"
"Do you think only our two factions have interest in this place?"
As expected, shortly after his words, a massive opening appeared in the sky, from which a shuttle warship emerged.
The shuttle warship carried twelve people, each clad in metallic armor with luminous eye pieces, reminiscent of futuristic warriors.
"Are those from Gangxin Academy?"
Both observed the shuttle with concern, furrowing their brows.
Gangxin Academy is a vast academic force, their advanced technology making the students exceedingly powerful, with attacks beyond ordinary imagination.
Regular fights involve fists, kicks, or energy clashes, but facing them without strategy ensures a devastating defeat!
Their objective is also the prehistoric warcraft corpses, which many academy professors wish to study, potentially aiding them in crafting formidable weapons.
An increasing number of renowned factions from this continent were appearing here.
Six families, four races, seven academies, among them the weakest reach the fourth-order intermediate life forms’ peak. Most would never witness such a scene in their lifetime, where a single person could easily overthrow the entire Holy Soul Alliance!
The Holy Soul Alliance’s Emperors shivered in secluded corners, wary of intervening in these major figures’ affairs, simply hoping they obtain what they desire swiftly and depart.
"We’re reasonable people; anyone interested can enter this place, and what you can obtain is subject to your own destiny and capabilities, but don’t count on us for assistance. If you’re not strong enough, better to stay away."
His words deterred many, yet several still harbored hopes of success, eager to turn their fortunes around.
Moreover, with others leading the charge, they merely needed to trail behind; if danger arose, taller figures could handle it first. Should anything truly arise, they had time to escape; overall, the risk didn’t seem overly high.
As for Monton’s mysterious death, they held some apprehensions but deduced it was likely due to stealthy attacks by some enigmatic creature, resulting in his misfortune.
Given their numbers, it’s unlikely they’d all be killed instantly; they believed they’d have some reaction time.
"Go!"
A total of seventeen factions entered the passage without hesitation after confirming there would be no new joiners.
The remaining people hurriedly followed suit, even the Holy Soul Union’s Emperors, seeing an opportunity for advancement. If luck was on their side and they acquired something valuable, they might progress further.
"All gone, huh?" Zhang Menglong observed the thinning crowd, also leaping into the cave.𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢