Chapter 1875: Chapter 2: Rifted Lands 3
George, you have already done very well.
Over the past few decades, more than ninety percent of the countries on the continent have turned into the dust of history. The Moxi Duchy has managed to grow against all odds, surpassing many people’s expectations.
Even I didn’t expect that you could co this far in such a harsh strategic position.
Treasure the life before you; worrying too much will only add to your troubles!”
Hudson spoke to comfort him.
Helping out with the kids, that’s not going to happen. Just the grandchildren, granddaughters, grandnephews, cousins…from my household could make up a school.
One or two little ones may indeed seem lively and cute, but once they form a large group, always making mischief and causing trouble, it’s a headache.
“I really should be more open-minded; at my age, among the Monarchs, I’m already considered long-lived.
Compared to those unfortunate souls whose countries have fallen, I am lucky. The birth of the Moxi Kingdom was purely a stroke of luck.
If the Elf Race had fully joined the war during the first Orc invasion, I’d probably be buried by now.
…
Before George could finish his words, the ground suddenly started to tremble.
If it weren’t for Hudson’s quick reaction, promptly releasing a Magic Barrier, the tea on the stone table would have been spilled.
“It’s an earthquake!”
George said bitterly.
The founding ceremony had just passed, and now this regrettable event occurred; where could he go to seek justice?
With so guiding, this could lead to another political disaster. The internal structure of the Moxi Kingdom isn’t monolithic, though George has enough prestige as a King.
“Natural disasters are beyond human control, so just sit here for now. Belsden, go check the extent of the earthquake’s impact.”
Hudson said calmly.
The tiles of the palace fell with a clatter. The plants in the garden swayed and toppled over, and people could hardly stand, let alone do anything.
Organizing manpower for earthquake relief and disaster recovery is for after the quake. For now, everyone has to get through the crisis before considering other matters.
…
“Hudson, the shockwave of this earthquake is very large. I wandered around, and everywhere I looked was a disaster zone. The earth seed to be flipping over.
Living for so many years, I haven’t witnessed such a spectacle except for when The Kingdom of God fell.
Judging from the energy fluctuations, it seems to be coming from the Elf Race. I’ve sensed many powerful auras, so I didn’t go to investigate.”
Watching Belsden gesticulating, Hudson was at a loss for words. A bear that’s decades old, acting like a millennia-old relic.
“No need to investigate, it’s definitely the elves causing trouble.
Issuing the ban, and this happens imdiately after, clearly a warning for not to ddle!”
Hudson couldn’t help but curse.
The number one Strongman on the continent, yet so threatened by others.
And the specific happening isn’t even clear yet, rendering accurate feedback to the Human Alliance impossible.
Hudson has not lived long enough, and before the experts from the Human Race arrive, he isn’t prepared to risk venturing into Elf territory.
The information Belsden brought back is already sufficient; the enemy clearly had prior preparations.
Rushing in foolishly is irresponsible to his own life.
Understanding the reason, George the First also cald down.
No matter what the Elf Race is up to, with the truce treaty, the enemy can’t possibly invade.
With no risk of national downfall, a re earthquake is tolerable if endured.
Grudges can be kept for now, and revenge sought when there is strength in the future.
…
Elf Forest.
The “Rift Continent Plan” is initiated, and the faces of the Elf High Level showed tension. After planning for tens of thousands of years, the ti of revelation has finally arrived.
“There’s no need to worry, everyone. The land beneath us, thanks to the efforts of our ancestors, can now be likened to a great ship.
For smooth sailing, we have integrated seven Divine Artifacts one after another.
And with nurous Magic Formations for protection, during the sea voyage, we can withstand any storm!”
The Forest Elf Queen imdiately ca forward to reassure.
The work of separating from the continent is now nearing completion, and next will be the ocean voyage.
To reach the Savage Continent from here requires passing through the Stormy Sea Area. This harsh journey will be the greatest challenge the Elf Race will face.
If the plan succeeds, the Elf Race will be the next to step off the board, following the Dragon Race.
Occupying a continent solely, they need only a few thousand years of recuperation to beco mighty once more.
“Elder Sister, the current commotion exceeds expectations, and the races on the continent will soon sense sothing amiss. Quietly leaving now seems impossible.
Especially that hateful Hudson, who is now over by the Moxi People. There’s a chance he’s hiding sowhere, secretly observing us.
If we don’t find a way to eliminate this threat, we might face endless troubles later.
A bunch of Human Sanctuary Powerhouses coming over to cause a scene might interfere with the Magic Formation, spawning many unforeseen issues.”
The Night Elf Queen said worriedly.
The last carefully laid plan, which cost the lives of three of the tribe’s strongest, failed to kill Hudson and is already a scar for the Elf Race.
To beco a threat again now, if not eliminated, the thought really doesn’t pass.
“Proceed according to the established plan, and kill without rcy no matter who cos!
Have the strong in the tribe exercise caution; upon encountering Hudson, don’t be hasty and directly signal for reinforcents.
Given his talent, decades have passed, and his strength has likely improved beyond before, possibly reaching the legendary Taboo Realm.
If a killing siege can be set up, never engage him in one-on-one combat. Without the joint effort of more than a dozen Sanctuary Powerhouses, it’s better to let the opportunity pass than to recklessly engage him.
Everything is for the strategic plan of the tribe, and the matter of revenge against Hudson needn’t be rushed.
Elf revenge can wait for three thousand years!”
As she spoke, the Forest Elf Queen’s face was enveloped with dread.
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