Cigarette dangling from his mouth, Shen Yifei disregarded the blood still trickling down his forehead, standing his ground and erupting in wild laughter, drawing sidelong glances from the crowd.
“The myriad races, is this all you’ve got?!”
“Cut it out, will you? If it weren’t for Qian Er, we’d all be goners.”
A True King beside him chimed in, right on cue.
“That’s right, Qian Er and I are awesome.”
Faced with Shen Yifei’s shamelessness, the others were long used to it. Besides, most of them didn’t have the strength to bicker with him anyway.
“Damn it, are you dead? If you’re not dead, stand up!”
Shen Yifei kicked a Dark-type True King, who glared back, unwilling to be outdone, baring his teeth as he struggled to his feet.
“It’s finally over, this war.”
Many Dark-type True Kings had already unabashedly taken out the materials they had collected, feeding them to their own summoned beasts on the spot.
These summoned beasts had also suffered injuries to varying degrees and desperately needed to replenish their energy.
Yu Feiyi, however, kept his eyes fixed ahead, with too many people needing his healing, sweat already beading on his forehead.
After running into snubs, the True Kings from other countries didn’t seek further trouble, huddling together in their own groups.
After who knows how long, Qian Er returned, covered in blood, riding on the back of the Frost Radiance Bone Dragon, looking radiant and spirited as he gazed at the crowd.
“……”
Looking at the lively Qian Er, the others didn’t feel like talking to him again.
Clearly, one couldn’t generalize when it came to anyone’s constitution.
Qian Er leaped down beside Yu Feiyi, then waved his hand, and the Myriad Transformations Demon emerged from behind, helping Yu Feiyi share a significant amount of the burden.
“How did it go, Qian Er?”
Shen Yifei was the first to ask.
Qian Er grinned: “It’s settled. Aside from the races that died on the battlefield and in the pursuit, most of the remaining races have surrendered.”
“What about that remaining small half?”
Everyone looked over, even the foreign True Kings locking their gazes on Qian Er.
After all, this battle had lasted so long, and they had sacrificed so much, still hoping for a result.
“There’s still a small portion that escaped overseas.”
The corners of Qian Er’s mouth turned up. Hearing this result, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, escaping overseas was no different from dying, even abandoning their original territories.
This war had left the continent beneath their feet teetering on the brink, scarred and desolate, with blood everywhere, but not a single corpse in sight.
The following events unfolded quite smoothly. The various human nations, which had been closely monitoring the battlefield dynamics, quickly sent people to the scene.
It was impossible to divide the resources. These Dark-type Beast Tamers were like hungry wolves, never letting go of what they had in their hands.
A horse doesn’t get fat without a little extra feed, and a man doesn’t get rich without unexpected wealth.
Qian Er naturally became the biggest beneficiary of this war, the resources obtained by others not even comparable to his.
Secondly, it was the Dark-type True Kings of Yan Country, who, having prepared in advance, found that even if they couldn’t compare to Qian Er, it was still enough for them for quite some time.
Then came the True Kings of other countries, who, when notified by the Yan Country Emperor to start the war, hastily formulated plans, resulting in some confusion.
Draining the pond to catch the fish!
Draining the pond to catch the fish!
They were in immense pain, thinking about how large batches of resources had fallen into the hands of others, which was more unbearable than killing them, but they didn’t dare to show it, lest they displease Qian Er.
Having just witnessed Qian Er’s heaven-defying performance in the war, even if they had ten thousand grievances, they could only act as docile lambs in front of Qian Er.
“Qian Er-san, you are truly amazing. I hope you will take care of us in the future.”
A foreign True King looked at Qian Er obsequiously.
“Is taking care of you just something you say?”
Qian Er smiled, patting the True King’s shoulder meaningfully.
The True King’s face contorted. It was clear that taking out resources was more painful than taking his life. He began to regret his loose tongue.
“Oh dear, you’ve taken so many resources in this war, how could you still have your eyes on these paltry few…”
Qian Er looked at his hypocritical smile: “Are you saying that you’re making fun of me?”
The True King wore a bitter face, cursing ten thousand times in his heart. Sending resources to Qian Er was nothing, but if he was resented by him, that would be a big problem.
He spoke with a stutter: “No, no, I wanted to give you some resources, hoping you remember the friendship between us…”
It was clear that he was really nervous, starting to talk nonsense.
The people of Yan Country were obviously happy to see this scene, each showing a smile on their faces. Shen Yifei even gave Qian Er a thumbs up.
Being able to carry out extortion so smoothly was truly admirable.
In contrast, the foreign True Kings covered their foreheads, somewhat helplessly, glad that they hadn’t been the first to try to get close to Qian Er.
The True King had no choice but to part with a small portion of his resources, which was truly a great loss. Watching Qian Er take these resources for granted, his features twitched.
Even then, Qian Er still felt it wasn’t enough, almost personally rummaging through the True King’s backpack.
“I beg you, leave me a way out…”
The True King was on the verge of tears.
This war ended with the victory of the human race.
And the human race, after this war, transformed and reached the pinnacle.
Qian Er didn’t idle, starting to settle accounts with some races that hadn’t participated in the Myriad Races War that very day.
Now, besides the human race, the continent was almost entirely composed of the human race’s affiliated races, or those that had been exterminated, or all fled overseas, leaving behind an empty territory with no ownership.
Of course, saying there was no ownership was something everyone knew in their hearts. From this day forward, that was the territory of the human race, and no race dared to claim it for themselves.
Those races that hadn’t participated in the war stood out conspicuously on the map.
However, when Qian Er personally arrived in their territories, these races, without prior agreement, all surrendered without a fight.
In the end, only the territory of the Icefang Dragons remained, and in this territory, there was still a demigod.
“You’ve come.”
Bing Nan looked at Qian Er, his expression very calm.
“Yes, you shall die.”
Qian Er’s reply was also very calm.
Bing Nan’s face changed. He also knew that whether his actions had deceived Qian Er or not, the human race would not allow him to exist.
So he didn’t dwell on this question, turning around to run, but how could he outrun the current Qian Er?
Soon, the Bloodforged Asura placed a foot on top of his head, pressing him deep into the ground.
The demigod’s frantic struggles were futile, the Bloodforged Asura’s fists raining down on him like raindrops.
