This matter quickly spread among the myriad races. The Human Race, which had been quiet for some time, was once again thrust into the limelight.
Of course, Qian Er was also standing in the eye of the storm. For the myriad races, this name had been heard so many times that their ears were calloused.
Moreover, it was always the same formula: the same name, Qian Er, followed by a string of shocking events.
Void Sky Crane Territory.
“Report, we just received news that a few days ago, the Human Race conquered the Giant Bear Clan and made them a vassal race. The Giant Bear Lord was killed, and all the Giant Bear Generals are dead.”
This news caused all the Void Sky Cranes present to change their expressions.
The Void Sky Crane Elder sighed, then revealed a fortunate smile.
“I was too wise, I was too wise…”
The Void Sky Crane Elder murmured. If he hadn't decided to rely on Qian Er, his clan might not have escaped such a fate.
The Giant Bear Generals were all killed. Now, the Giant Bear Clan would probably directly replace their clan as the weakest of the victorious races.
“If there are no surprises, sooner or later the remaining races will reach this point. They are no match for Qian Er…”
A hint of worry appeared on the Void Sky Crane Elder's face.
“Elder, isn't this a good thing for us? Why do you look a little unhappy?”
“I'm not worried at all that the Human Race will become the ultimate winner. I'm worried that the Human Race still doesn't intend to let us go…”
The Void Sky Crane Elder closed his eyes, the disaster of the past still vivid in his mind.
“Someone, send supplies to Qian Er, send the best our clan can afford.”
…
Icefang Dragon Territory.
The Ice King sat on his throne of frozen ice, looking down on everything in the hall.
Since his defeat against Qian Er last time, and the subsequent collapse of the Eight-Race Alliance, he had been somewhat depressed.
Lying on the Ice Throne, the Ice King looked a little颓废(tuí fèi - dispirited/dejected).
He couldn't understand why he, a demigod, still couldn't defeat the Town-Suppressing King.
This matter had almost become his inner demon. Furthermore, after the collapse of the Eight-Race Alliance, he knew in his heart that the other seven races definitely didn't consider him a friend.
So the Icefang Dragon Clan had been almost silent for some time.
“Report, we just received news that a few days ago, the Human Race attacked the Giant Bear Mountain Range, killed the Giant Bear Lord and all the Giant Bear Generals, and made the Giant Bear Clan a vassal race of the Human Race.”
“What!”
The Ice King's pupils suddenly dilated, but then quickly returned to normal.
“That's right, the Human Race was originally going to settle accounts with these victorious races. Now that Qian Er's strength is heaven-defying, no one can stop them.”
As the Ice King spoke, a bitter smile appeared on his face, as if he were old and decrepit: “It was all our own doing.”
“We had to form some Eight-Race Alliance. Now it's all over, no one can escape.”
“The Giant Bear Clan's territory is the closest to the Human Race among the old Eight-Race Alliance, so they made the Giant Bears their first target, clearly intending to push all the way through.”
The Ice King shook his head. When he mentioned Qian Er, he couldn't help but recall the fear of being dominated by Qian Er.
That huge Bone Dragon, and that figure covered in flames… It seemed that his encounters with them had always been one-sided beatings.
This fear lingered deeply in his heart, causing him to sigh involuntarily.
“Great King, you can't continue like this.”
An Icefang Dragon True King suddenly stepped forward, his eyes firm, because the throne where the Ice King was located was in a very high position in the palace, he could only look up at the Ice King.
“The survival of our Icefang Dragon Clan depends entirely on you. At the current rate, Qian Er will attack sooner or later.”
“Other races still have room to ease their relationship with the Human Race. If they show goodwill now, maybe they will still have time.”
“But our Icefang Dragons have always been extremely radical warmongers in the Eight-Race Alliance. With our grievances with the Human Race, and with Qian Er, we have no way out.”
“A temporary failure proves nothing. Before Qian Er, their Human Race was also in decline. Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west!”
“Great King, please don't fall into despair! The Icefang Dragons need you to save them!”
The Icefang Dragon True King's expression was earnest and his words were impassioned. The other Icefang Dragons in the hall also roared in agreement.
…
The Nine-Headed Corpse Rat's Underground Palace.
The Nine-Headed Corpse Rat Lord looked at the scout, his eyes full of disbelief.
“They wiped out the Giant Bear Clan so easily?”
You must know that the Giant Bear Clan was once able to compete with the Icefang Dragons among the victorious races!
Even before the Ice King became a demigod, the Giant Bear Clan was able to put pressure on the Ice King.
After all, that was a suicide squad. From top to bottom, the entire clan was full of difficult masters, and few opponents could match them at the same level.
Now you're telling me that it was so easy, a battle that didn't last long, and they were wiped out?
“Not wiped out, but made a vassal race…”
“No, they are no different from being wiped out.”
The Corpse Rat Leader shook his head.
“The Giant Bear Commander and the Giant Bear Generals were all killed, which means that the leaders and the foundation are gone, leaving only some insignificant small characters.”
“Furthermore, becoming a vassal race, the Giant Bear Clan has lost its soul. Their only value in living is to become tools of the Human Race.”
“The Giant Bear Clan is dead. Those who remain cannot be considered Giant Bears.”
“The Human Race's actions are really fast. It hasn't been long, and it feels like they will soon launch an attack on the next race.”
The Corpse Rat Elder sighed, his eyes full of worry.
“At this rate, we victorious races will all be finished sooner or later.”
The Corpse Rat Leader nodded: “Even the demigod Ice King can't defeat that Qian Er. The current situation is already very clear. The Human Race is about to win.”
“That old thing, the Void Sky Crane, seems to have made the right choice. If they were still in the alliance, the current fate of the Giant Bear Clan would probably be theirs.”
“Great King, why don't we surrender to the Human Race too?”
An elder said tentatively.
As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly quieted down.
Obviously, this topic made everyone feel a little uncomfortable.
After all, they would have to be someone else's grandsons. It would be strange if they felt comfortable.
However, no one refuted the elder who suggested surrendering. Silence was already a statement.
They have no other way to go now. Their strength is inherently in an awkward position among the victorious races.
Facing the Human Race, facing Qian Er, they have no chance of winning. Apart from being beheaded a few more times, they have no other use.
“Let me think about it again. This is a major matter.”
The Corpse Rat Leader turned his head, his old face full of helplessness.
