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Chapter 1762

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The confrontation between Westin and Dracula represented the attitudes of the two powerful tribes in the demon race. It was also a microcosm of the disunity within the demon race.

The representatives of the abyss demons and the flaming demons glared at each other across the three big bosses, but none of them spoke.

The war between the two tribes had yet to end, and they only sent two 9th-tier demons to participate in the conference. The remaining 10th-tier demons didn't dare to leave the Boundless Sea Realm easily.

As for the representatives of the fear demons, they remained silent as if they didn't want to participate in the debate.

Anyone could tell that the various tribes on the Demon Islands couldn't reach a consensus before the peace conference. Then, they wouldn't be able to form a powerful demon allied army.

Under such circumstances, it would only be a joke if a certain demon tribe declared a racial war unilaterally. They might not even be able to defeat the goblins.

"We goblins agree with Chaos City's suggestion. Maintaining the current peace is a decision that will benefit all the tribes. War will only bring death and disaster, and won't bring any benefits to most of the tribes," the goblin representative said as he stood up to support Chaos City.

As a tribe that wasn't strong enough, the goblins had suffered a huge blow in the last racial war. In the end, they relied on the numerous underground caverns that were easy to defend and hard to attack to survive until the end of the racial war, and gained a foothold on the Norland Continent.

The 100-year agreement was over, and the goblins, who couldn't protect themselves, were naturally very willing to work with Chaos City to gain more trump cards after receiving the olive branch from Chaos City. That was why they had the railway from Chaos City to the goblins' territory.

"We, the dwarves, also agree with Castellan Michael. We hope the peace treaty can continue. Issen Castle has been defending this land for many years, and has maintained a neutral attitude towards all the tribes. We don't want to see another racial war," the dwarf representative said as he stood up.

The dwarves were skilled in technology, and had many craftsmen. They weren't good at fighting, and didn't have enough combat troops. They only had the ability to protect themselves by closing Issen Castle.

If the war continued for many years, no one could guarantee that Issen Castle would be invulnerable. It would be best if there was no war.

Connie stood up, and calmly said, "The 72 tribes in the Falk Tribe and the orcs' anti-war alliance also agree to continue the peace agreement, and reject any new racial war!"

Everyone's gaze turned to Connie. This young chief of the Falk Tribe was Isaiah's youngest daughter. Previously, she had received a lot of attention because she replaced Ferdinand as the new chief of the Falk Tribe. The Hairless Monk, Rex, who was protecting her, allowed the Falk Tribe, which had been on the decline due to the turmoil, to maintain their dignity as the second orc tribe. However, her age and ability did not seem to be on par with Auster.

"What right do you have to represent half of the orc tribes?" Auster looked at Connie unkindly.

Connie took out a letter of entrustment that was filled with signatures, and said in a tone that was neither servile nor overbearing, "On the strength of this letter of entrustment signed by all the chiefs, on the strength of my identity as the chief of the Falk Tribe, and on the strength of my conscience as an orc."

Auster's expression was a little ugly as he said in a deep voice, "The beastmen race is a whole. War or peace is not something you can decide!"

"Who's a whole with you? Did I agree?" Connie looked at Auster mockingly. "Put away your hypocritical words. You can have a war if you want, but don't think of dragging the other tribes down with you. We won't be joining you!"

"You're indeed Isaiah's daughter. It's really rare to be able to match Auster's aura at such a young age." Douglas looked at Connie with admiration.

"She's not bad." Louis nodded in agreement.

The various representatives also stopped looking at Connie with contempt. It was indeed not luck for a young lady to be able to return to the tribe to stage the return of the queen when her family was destroyed.

Rex looked at Connie with 30% adoration and 70% satisfaction.

Auster glanced at Rex, but eventually sat back down.

The strength of the beastmen race lay in the fact that countless tribes chose fearless beastmen warriors to form the beastmen army. However, if half of the beastmen tribes were unwilling to participate in the war, the beastmen race would have no advantage against the Roth Empire. They might even be crushed by the Roth Empire's cavalry and magic caster army.

"Damn lass …" Auster clenched his fists. There were still a few days before the peace conference. Connie had to die.

"The Night Elves support Chaos City's suggestion." Irina raised her hand, and swept her gaze across the various representatives present. She coldly said, "Also, since everyone is here today, I'll add a few more words. If there are still any of my elves who are imprisoned here, they better send them to Chaos City obediently. If I have to go and fetch them myself, you can ask the fear demons' representatives how tragically they died on Bar Hill."

All the representatives felt as if a knife had slid past their necks. They swallowed their saliva instinctively, and at the same time, seriously considered going back to check on themselves. If Irina brought Alex to them, they would be in deep trouble.

The fear demons' representatives at the side were furious, but they didn't dare to say anything. They really died tragically on Bar Hill …

They would rather offend an entire race than offend this woman.

Sally's eyes lit up as she looked at Irina. Her lips curled up slightly, but she quickly went back to normal.

Elliot's expression was a little uncomfortable. The elves were roaming outside, but Irina was standing up for them now. It seemed like the elves had lost face.

"The giant dragons have already reached a consensus. The Dragon Island hopes that all the races can renew the peace treaty under the original framework to maintain the current state of peace and prevent another racial war," Louis said in a low voice.

"If anyone wants to fight, the Tyrannosaurus Dragons are more than happy to oblige," Franklin said with a provocative smile.

The restaurant suddenly became much quieter. Everyone could hear the threat in Louis and Franklin's words. The giant dragons' forceful interference in the renewal of the peace treaty became something that all the races had to consider.

Auster's eyes flickered. He was still full of fighting spirit when it came to the Roth Empire. However, if the Dragon Island and the Tyrannosaurus Dragons were added into the mix, then the orcs wouldn't be able to bear it.

The forest trolls' representatives turned to look in the direction of the Roth Empire's representatives. They hesitated for a while, and didn't rush to speak.

Many representatives also looked at the representatives of the Roth Empire, the elves, and the forest trolls, who had yet to express their views. Now, only these three had yet to express their views.

"The elves have no intention of restarting the racial war. We are willing to continue the peace treaty with all the other races and protect the peace." Sally stood up, and her ethereal voice sounded.

"This …" Elliot looked at Sally in shock, and almost jumped out of his chair.

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