I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1297 - 722: Why Are You So Weak, and They’re So Stro

Old Cat’s loud voice, through a special broadcast, spread for miles around. This special language directly affected the soul, and all intelligent beings could understand it.

Not only were the Fla Snake Civilization and Red Bull Alliance shocked, but even the Human Alliance and Haji Civilization were taken aback.

The Human Alliance, however, could barely accept it, having been prepared for so ti. Those cat people looked petrified, their fur standing on end, as they stared at the massive army.

Clearly prepared to fight to the last breath, yet in less than a minute, the battle was over!

"General... General Li, are those the troops of our human comrades?!" The cat leader lowered its voice, "How..."

The Haji Civilization found it a bit unbelievable.

How are you so weak, and they’re so strong!

General Li swallowed his saliva: "Hmm... it should be... we gave them this mythical item and gained a deeper friendship and... at least a fourth-level civilization’s tech tree."

The leaders of the Haji Civilization, upon hearing that the myth was given away, almost protested, then quickly realized: "It’s good to give it away, we couldn’t have protected this wealth ourselves..."

A Mirage Dragon crushed all the opponent’s war machines!

Whether it’s the blood and flesh puppet or the giant snake armor, they’re all just rubbish!

Not to ntion that such a massive army appeared afterward...

Ninety-eight large armors, towering like mountains, with gear-shaped engravings shimring coldly on their bodies! On their shoulders, the electromagnetic pulse cannon arrays hadn’t yet unfolded, each barrel glowing with a pale blue charge light.

Following them, the "Shadow Falcon" assault cha group ford a wedge formation, their streamlined bodies reflecting the blood-red sunset, as if the entire wasteland suddenly sprouted tallic thorns.

And that even larger Insect Clan Army, each ferocious-looking creature seed eager to swallow the ox head puppet in one gulp.

The humans felt very complex emotions.

No one spoke for a long ti.

Excitent?

Joy?

Apprehension?

Excitent?

They didn’t know.

When the gap is too large, even an ally induces a genuine sense of bewildernt.

Ultimately, it turned into a long, haunting sigh.

...

The internal reaction of the Fla Snake Civilization and Red Bull Alliance was even more complex.

What level of opponent is this? What human comrades? What gambling duel?

Now, they faced the risk of extinction!

This was truly an overwhelming horror, only in a few minutes they experienced the shift from heaven to hell.

"Mr. Leader, shall we... should we... surrender?"

But are they even worthy to utter the words "surrender"?

Perhaps, they simply aren’t!

This terrifying opponent might annihilate them entirely.

This was truly a great fear, the Fla Snake leader could hardly stand, looking at everyone in the captain’s room, all slumped against the wall, their faces showing despair.

Wanting to boost morale, yet unable to utter comforting words.

Then Old Cat’s voice ca from afar: "...Our Human Eighteen Civilizations, are the initiators of the Northern Territory Alliance, also one of the founding civilizations of the Buzhou Alliance."

"We once fought with ancient races of the First Epoch and triumphed gloriously. That was a world war, we annihilated ancient evil enemies and protected the peaceful atmosphere of Pangu Continent."

The Fla Snake leader was a bit confused, what was the other side talking about.

"To jointly resist the Epoch Disaster, and to enable more civilizations to participate, adhering to basic principles of peaceful developnt and cooperative unity, we do not wish to actively start a war."

"This gambling duel involves the civilization of our human comrades, hoping all sides can turn swords into plowshares, ease the conflict... stop before it’s too late, and pursue friendly negotiations!"

Old Cat was not prepared to wipe them out, leaving a line for future encounters.

Green Grass City, nominally a third-level civilization, was actually at the early stage of a fifth-level civilization, there was no need for killing!

Taking away a mythical item was already a high enough reward, deploying the army was very cost-effective!

If the army was deployed a hundred tis, would they be able to get a hundred mythical items? Old Cat would laugh himself awake—fine, it doesn’t dream.

Regarding the Fla Snake Civilization and Red Bull Alliance... it didn’t matter, Green Grass City had never actively engaged in genocide, if they wished to continue fighting, then fight; if they surrendered, a path of survival would be given.

Nothing could be done, a fifth-level civilization had that kind of confidence.

The Fla Snake leader seed to latch onto a lifeline, it seed the other side didn’t wish to annihilate them!

Want to negotiate?

He felt like a drowning man who struggled ashore, his mind began to race.

"What is this? Northern Territory Alliance? Buzhou Alliance? Ancient battle? It sounds powerful..."

"Are they telling the truth or trying to deceive us?"

"Wait... are truly powerful civilizations already trying to resist the Epoch Disaster? What civilization level are they?"

This series of questions lingered in his mind.

"Report!" Finally, a reconnoitre soldier transmitted a communication, "Colonel Lawrence and the others still have life signs, but most people are unconscious. The machines are frozen, unable to break free."

"Surrender, we dismantle the field, surrender!" The leader squeezed out these words through clenched teeth.

...

anwhile, on the other side, the Red Bull Alliance was engulfed in intense fear and anger.

"Council President, dispatch the [Cow Ghost], kill them!"

"Dispatch the [Cow Ghost], if we don’t use our trump card, we’re really going to be underestimated." These frenzied Minotaurs, each one howling loudly, completely unable to accept defeat.