Zhao Hai sat inside the Space and looked at the two camps. Then he turned his head to Laura and said, "It seems like we should find someone from the Atlanta Plane. Commanding a magic armor unit and an ordinary army are two completely different things." Laura nodded and said, "I think we should look for someone from the Atlanta Plane.
Laura nodded and said, "I really didn't expect the O 'Neal family to be this powerful. They actually managed to break through the foreign races' attacks. It seems like it won't be easy for the foreign races to break through the spatial crack." Zhao Hai nodded and said, "The O 'Neal family's people are very powerful.
Zhao Hai shook his head and said, "I don't think so. The O 'Neal family has taken a lot of advantages. But don't forget, this is because the foreign races haven't encountered such an attack before. Now that they have a general understanding of the O' Neal family's methods, they should be able to make targeted adjustments. And with the addition of their large population, I think that the O 'Neal family's troubles would come tomorrow."
Laura gently knit her brows and said, "Is that really the case? The O 'Neal family's cannons are very strong. "
Zhao Hai smiled faintly and said, "Their cannons are indeed strong. However, they have a special feature. If they were to deal with enemies on the ground, then the cannons would be very lethal. On the other hand, the foreign races can fly in the sky. As long as they don't use secret formations, then the cannons' lethality would be greatly reduced."
Laura nodded. Needless to say, the foreign races' talents were much stronger than the Divine Race. If it weren't for this, then it would be impossible for the O 'Neal family to block the attacks of the Divine Race.
In the past, the O 'Neal family suffered some losses. However, this was because they didn't understand the O' Neal family's magic armors and cannons. After understanding the abilities of the magic armors and cannons, the foreign races would certainly find ways to deal with the O 'Neal family. When the time comes, the O' Neal family wouldn't have a good time.
Seeing both sides going to rest, Zhao Hai felt relieved. He turned to Laura and said, "Let's go rest as well. They won't stop tomorrow. When the time comes, we'll watch the show. Once Shan moves the Winged Pegasus to the Space, we'll have Ryder contact the Dwarves. After that, we'll go to the Underworld to take a look."
Laura nodded and said, "Alright, we should go to the Underworld and take a look. Collecting more undead would be very good for us in the future."
Zhao Hai nodded, then he led Laura upstairs to rest. In fact, Zhao Hai's main reason for going to the Underworld was to see who the person in the Dark Temple was. If that person wasn't Lu Wei, then Zhao Hai would be able to confirm his conjecture. The Underworld, the Divine Realm, and the Atlanta Plane were all under the jurisdiction of different people in the Cultivation Realm. Choosing to ascend in a plane was equivalent to joining a faction.
This matter was very important to Zhao Hai. As long as he can confirm this, then he would have the right to choose. He wouldn't be as passive as he was now. After all, the one he offended was Lu Wei, an elder of a Great Cultivation Sect.
While Zhao Hai and the others were resting, Shan didn't. This time, he was constantly moving people to the Space. Not only during the day, but also during the night. He wanted to move everyone to the Space in the shortest time possible. This way, he would be able to feel relieved.
The next day, when Shan moved the last batch of people to the Space, he finally let out a long breath. Shan didn't make things difficult for Fenglei and the others because of the previous matter. Because of this, the entire Winged Pegasus Clan didn't have any Winged Pegasus members except for some magic beasts that were running around.
After entering the Space, Fenglei wanted to inform the foreign races about the situation inside. However, he discovered that his messenger fish had lost its function inside the Space. Just as he entered the Space, before he could say anything, an invisible force grabbed him and locked him in a small dark room. Inside the room, there was food, drink, and even a place to sleep. But aside from the food and drink area, the rest of the room was completely dark. Moreover, there was silence all around, no sound could be heard.
Loneliness, depression, it was as if the entire world had left him. This feeling almost made Fenglei go crazy. He desperately destroyed everything he could see. He desperately shouted, but there wasn't even a bit of echo around him. After his voice came out of his mouth, it was as if it suddenly disappeared.
He wanted to walk around, but he couldn't walk through that five square meter area. He wanted to break through that area, but the energy he shot out could penetrate that area, but he couldn't pass through it.
When Fenglei was captured, he heard a voice announcing his crimes. His crime was that he had betrayed his own people as well as the secrets of the Space. Because of this, he was imprisoned for half a month.
In the first five days, Fenglei was like a madman, venting his anger. He did everything he could. He even destroyed the food and water.
However, it was useless. After the food and water were destroyed, they wouldn't immediately recover. But every once in a while, new food and water would appear. Moreover, the time of the three meals was basically the same.
He wanted to commit suicide, but every time he had this thought, he would find that he would lose his ability to move. Besides his eyeballs, there was no other reaction. He couldn't move at all.
After five days, Fenglei finally calmed down. Every day, he would sit there and stare blankly. When he was hungry, he would eat something. When he was thirsty, he would drink some water. Fenglei also thought about going on a hunger strike, but he found that it was useless. When he was hungry, he would find that he couldn't move. Moreover, the food and water would slowly fuse together, forming a sticky substance that looked very disgusting. Then he would have to open his mouth and let the substance enter. In any case, he wouldn't die.
At this time, Fenglei didn't have any thoughts of committing suicide. He knew that he wouldn't die here. Therefore, he just stared blankly every day. Sometimes, he would think about the things he did in the past. Sometimes, he would empty his mind, not daring to think about anything. This was the only way he wouldn't go crazy.
After 15 days, Fenglei suddenly found himself in the midst of his people. He didn't know how he got caught, nor did he know how he got out. However, when he appeared in the midst of his people, he couldn't help but cry. For the first time, he discovered how cute his people were. They weren't pawns in his hands, they were his people.
While Fenglei was locked in the Small Dark Room, the battle between the foreign races and the O 'Neal family didn't stop. Just as Zhao Hai predicted, after the foreign races suffered twice against the O' Neal family, they finally understood the characteristics of the O 'Neal family. Because of this, they made timely adjustments to their formation. Moreover, their attacks weren't as secretive as before. Instead, they were like waves. After one wave of attacks retreated, another wave would immediately take its place. In this case, the O' Neal family's cannons were reduced to a minimum. However, their energy beams weren't to be trifled with. And with the addition of their magic armors, the foreign races couldn't do anything to the O 'Neal family for the time being.
After Zhao Hai learned that Shan had moved all of his people to the Space, he felt relieved. At the same time, he began to carry out the second step of his plan. He sent Ryder back to the Libra Continent and had him meet Lejodoril.
Lejodoril was very annoyed recently. He didn't want to be enemies with Zhao Hai. He was a Dwarf, and Dwarves were very clear about gratitude and grudges. It wasn't just him, almost all of the Dwarves didn't agree to send troops. Because of this, instead of saying that it was an alliance between the three clans, it would be better to say that the Elves and the Beastmen joined forces. The Dwarves didn't send their Supreme Elders to participate in the war. Similarly, they also didn't send their army. This was Lejodoril's attitude.
He knew that doing so would certainly offend the Beastmen and the Elves. However, he didn't hesitate to do so. This was because he was a Dwarf.
Lejodoril also knew that the moment he decided not to send troops, cracks began to appear in the foreign races' alliance. Moreover, compared to the Elves and the Beastmen, the Dwarves could be said to be weak. He was afraid that they would have a hard time in the future.
However, Lejodoril was already mentally prepared. Now that the Dwarves had four sets of ultimate weapons, he didn't believe that the Beastmen and the Elves would really go all out against them. If they did, then the Dwarves wouldn't be lacking in warriors who were willing to go all out.
Lejodoril didn't regret his decision at all. He knew what this would bring to the Dwarves. However, this decision wasn't made casually, it was made after careful consideration.
Lejodoril wasn't like Brother Ya and Yerdo. They didn't want to rule the Divine Realm. Although the Dwarves had bad tempers, their ambitions weren't that big. For them, forging iron was more interesting than killing people. They only wanted to forge iron, they didn't want to rule others.
Distinguishing between gratitude and grudges was the most precious tradition of the Dwarves. This tradition allowed them to make a lot of friends. It can be said that this tradition made the Dwarves what they are today. Therefore, in any case, this tradition couldn't be lost.
Although Lejodoril didn't agree with Ode To Grace's decision to send troops, it might bring trouble to the Dwarves. However, he still preserved the most important tradition of the Dwarves. He thought that everything was worth it.
Lejodoril was sitting in his room, looking at a document in front of him. This document was about the recent food crisis of the Dwarves. Lejodoril knew that the Elves and the Beastmen had begun to suppress them.
After putting down the report in his hand, Lejodoril couldn't help but sigh. He calculated the time and muttered, "At this time, they should have already fought with those people."
At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside, "Patriarch, Ryder is requesting an audience."
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