1233: Chapter 209, Continent Secret_2 1233: Chapter 209, Continent Secret_2 Now, let’s first help our allies resolve their troubles!
Although Orcs are really annoying, we still need them to contain the Human Race now.
It’s evident that the Alpha Kingdom is not one to sit quietly.
Without the disruption from the Orc Empire, who knows what they could stir up.
Notify our allies to each send a Sanctuary Powerhouse, and we will send five people to diate this conflict and incidentally issue a warning to the Alpha Kingdom!
The Forest Elf Queen said with a cold laugh.
If it weren’t for the looming great calamity, making it unwise to start anything new, she wouldn’t mind seizing the opportunity to eliminate these erging Human Sanctuaries.
Rules are but decorations to the Strong, provided you are the strongest.
If not, it’s better to stay in line.
Losing your life over breaking the rules is indeed a death in vain.
Among the Sanctuaries, there are different levels of power; in the eyes of the Elf Queen, those who’ve just broken through are minor troubles.
In this aspect, the longevity race has an overwhelming advantage.
Ordinary Human Sanctuaries, unless they continue to break through, their lifespan hardly exceeds three hundred years.
Yet, the Elf Race has Sanctuaries from three hundred years ago who are still alive, and those from six hundred years ago who can move about, and possibly even older beings.
After such long tis, they surely haven’t been living in vain, right?
Their prior inactivity was due to the low ebb of the Magic Tide, which greatly restricted Sanctuary Powerhouses.
Currently, as the Elental Tide is recovering, these restraints are also starting to diminish.
Ordinary Sanctuary Powerhouses can act without limitations.
The recklessness of Hudson and his party is a result of ignorance.
After all, the history of the Alpha Kingdom and so other allies is rely over three hundred years.
Even those Major Nobles with longer histories are limited by the short lifespans of humans, with countless accidents over the years severely limiting their understanding of ancient tis.
Even if they co across related historical records, the disparity with reality may lead them to be regarded as re mythical stories.
Except for so ancient powers with lengthy heritages, they are simply unaware of these secrets.
The fact that the Human Race has beco the dominant force on the Continent has naturally not been without the presence of Peak Strongn.
Although they cannot match elves in longevity, their large population base compensates.
With an Elental Tide every three hundred years, ordinary Sanctuaries naturally perish, but if one could advance to the second order of Sanctuary, lifespan could double.
No matter how small the probability, so lucky individuals always exist.
It’s just that during periods of low Elental Tides, magic elents in the world are too scarce to sustain them.
Acting forcibly affects one’s lifespan; it is only possible to retract from society.
So powerful individuals even leave the Continent to pursue secretive deep cultivation overseas.
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“teor Firestorm!”
“teorite Fall!”
“World of Ice and Snow!”
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For a mont, the Orc Empire beca a testing ground for magic, with the expedition squad performing all sorts of forbidden spells on the prairie.
In this matter, Hudson is extrely fair.
The Royal Family enjoys the most powerful forbidden spells, while the Noble families get the next best.
Ordinary orc species are out of the question; their numbers are simply too vast to handle.
In fact, before the Seven Great Royal Clans could fully be covered, the Magician Regint could no longer endure!
Though Ha’s Magic Potions can restore vitality, everyone has always deed them too precious to be luxuriously consud as expendables.
Hudson, whose livelihood depends on selling these potions, naturally couldn’t reveal the truth.
Although the retail price of the Magic Potion has nothing to do with its cost, as a seller, one would definitely highlight the best aspects.
A cost of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands sounds like a premium product.
Coupled with effective benefits, it is deed the best Magic Potion on the Continent.
If people knew the cost was just a few Gold Coins, no matter how effective, it would only seem like a cheap product.
If the magic power consumption is too great, then it’s better to stop and rest.
The continuous strikes have already drastically weakened the morale and spirits of the Orcs.
Pessimism is spreading across the prairie.
Apart from so small tribes with blocked information, almost all orcs are in a state of panic, fearing the Great Demon King might target them next.
“Marshal, our operations are proceeding too smoothly.
The orcs have done nothing but evade; this is sowhat abnormal.
If they rallied a few hundred eighth-order strongn, they’d still have the capability to battle us.
Their delay might indicate a plot is brewing.”
Robert said with a worried expression.
The orcs’ response is too one-sided, just panic, which is not what he rembers of them.
“Don’t worry, Mr.
Robert.
Every operation’s target is randomly selected by , without any discernible pattern.
Even if the orcs are prepared, with so many tribes on the prairie, they can’t possibly cover all.
Gathering powerful forces for a counterattack might already be in motion.
However, it’s aningless; we are not going to stay put and battle them.
If everything goes as expected, the Alien Coalition should also be taking action.
It might not be long before they co knocking.
But it shouldn’t be a major problem.
Having pushed them this far, the lack of Sanctuary Powerhouses appearing from the Orc Empire proves that the orcs have a generational gap.
Their own Species lacking powerhouses, expecting those self-serving allies in the coalition to fight desperately for them is clearly implausible.
Even if the people from the Alien Coalition arrive, they’ll likely just symbolically battle us, then reach an agreent to prohibit further attacks.”
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