King Chapter 1877 - 3: Spatial Rift 2

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The number of the Human Race fleeing from afar will certainly decrease, and it is understandable that problems in heritage could cause a downgrade in civilization.

From the many strange and peculiar professions within the Human Race, it is evident that they are not products of the Continent of Aslante, but likely remnants of a previous era.

Ultimately, it is a Magic World, and as long as one is willing to pay the price, making an island float on the sea is not impossible.

Judging by the scale of their actions, the Elf Race’s ambition is clearly greater. Instead of modifying nearby natural islands, they are preparing to relocate the entire Elf Forest.

"It’s all speculation, who knows if it’s an elf conspiracy!

Besides seeking help from the Alliance at tis like this, we should also take action and ruin the enemy’s plans.

Everyone need not worry about causing trouble!

If the Elf Race truly wishes to leave, our Frank Empire is willing to offer five hundred five-thousand-ton ships for free.

Even if it’s a mistake, it can still calm their emotions."

As Frank’s Ambassador finished speaking, the atmosphere beca tense.

Like the clash of spears against shields, what was supposed to be a discussion on "earthquakes" suddenly turned into a rivalry between empires.

"The truth cannot be hidden, and falsehoods cannot beco truth.

The Human Alliance has been notified, and how to decide is the parliant’s business.

Currently, the Elf Race has already sealed its borders. Anyone unafraid to die can go check for themselves, but don’t drag everyone into this.

Due to the ceasefire treaty, we signatories can’t act without reason."

Hudson said irritably.

Frank’s Ambassador made grand statents, but if trouble arises, the Five Nations Alliance would be the one to take the bla.

"Five hundred five-thousand-ton ships" might fool the Moxi People in the interior.

As a coastal local lord, Hudson could responsibly say: this is an unattainable promise.

All the ocean liners on the continent added together wouldn’t make up five hundred ships, and those over five thousand tons barely reach fifty.

There are only four nations capable of building five-thousand-ton ships, and just seven shipyards capable of constructing such behemoths.

These seven shipyards are distributed among the Triple Empires of the Human Race and the Falcon Kingdom, with one located in the Snow Moon Duchy, overseen personally by Hudson.

In fact, five thousand tons is not the limit of shipbuilding technology but the limit of mariti demand.

Under the feudal serf economy, self-sufficiency is key, and in peaceti, large-scale commodity trading is rare.

Without market demand, there won’t be a production capacity boom.

With the current production capacity of the Frank Empire, five hundred ships would keep them busy for two hundred years.

Without deep-seated hatred against the Elf Race, there’s no need to fight to the death with them.

Hudson made it clear that he’s not participating, leading Frank’s Ambassador, who wanted to stir up trouble, to choose to stay silent.

This is the ho ground of the Moxi People, and if even Hudson, the Human Marshal, isn’t participating, the Sanctuary Powerhouses of the Five Nations Alliance surely won’t get involved either.

If it’s just them, guests not even reaching as far as the Sanctuary, they would stand no chance—possibly even without room for struggle.

When the Human Alliance makes a decision, it will be a joke.

Estimating that many councilors haven’t even received the news yet.

Judging by their efficiency, it would take months for them to reach a conclusion.

Not to ntion, tis have changed, and with the era of major consolidation upon us, the power of the Human Alliance is a far cry from its forr glory.

The Elf Race’s withdrawal would take, at most, the land which holds their stronghold, not even a quarter of the territory they actually control.

The rest of the unclaid land is open for anyone capable; the ceasefire treaty didn’t consider such special circumstances.

Without the Elf Race, the Alien Coalition has no power to deter the Five Nations Alliance, and there’s nothing stopping a confrontation on the battlefield.

For the Three Kingdoms in the Central Continent and the Moxi Kingdom, it’s the only chance to reclaim their holand, so they certainly won’t give it up.

The Alpha Empire goes without saying; dostic war enthusiasts eye even allies, so the sudden appearance of a no man’s land would surely trigger them to act.

Thus, even if the Human Alliance wanted to intervene, the Five Nations Alliance would strongly oppose it for their own benefit.

...

"Boom...boom..."

With the Magic Formation fully activated, the earthquakes caused by the collision beca even more intense.

The rift that was torn open suddenly emitted bursts of black smoke, startling the Elf Race powerhouses overseeing the formation.

"Oh no, this is Abyssal Demonic Qi!"

Such pure demonic qi clearly shouldn’t exist on the Continent of Aslante.

Realizing the situation was dire, the faces of the high-level elves turned grim.

"This is the aura of a spatial rift; it may connect to the Abyssal Hell here.

Judging from the demonic qi pouring out, the rift is likely quite large, capable of allowing a Demon Army to pass through.

Most likely, the energy fluctuations from our continental split plan disrupted the world’s barrier and opened a rift connecting to the Abyss.

The aura of the material plane is highly attractive to abyssal creatures, and if we don’t imdiately seal this opening, a large number of demons will soon erge!"

The well-versed Elf High Priest quickly warned.

"There’s no ti; once the continental split plan is initiated, there’s no turning back.

The energy waves from the forced split are still being released, and even forcibly shutting down the Magic Formation can’t stop the rift from expanding.

While putting all our efforts into the enchantnt seal might block the passage, it would an completely abandoning our departure from the continent.

Apart from a few neighboring Human Kingdoms wanting us gone, no major powers will allow our departure.

Forget about the Abyss crack; continue implenting the continental split plan.

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