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Bringing the Farm to Live in Another World

Chapter 784: One Night's Loss, Two Choices ⚖️

Published: March 12, 2025

Zhao Hai sat calmly in the space, observing the movements of the Divine and Demonic races. He was unsure whether they would withdraw their troops, but regardless, he would proceed with his actions. After all, these two races were his enemies, and he never showed mercy to enemies.

Zhao Hai knew that tonight's attack would be a huge blow to both the Divine and Demonic races. The emergence of the soul-eating blood mosquitoes would undoubtedly be a headache for them. Coupled with the Blood Thunder Pearls used by the cavalry, Zhao Hai believed that the casualties for the Divine and Demonic races tonight would not be small.

However, what Zhao Hai had to do tonight was quite easy. He placed javelins and some other items not far from the camps of the Divine and Demonic races, allowing the cavalry to retrieve them themselves. Moreover, this time he had taken out a significant amount; even if the cavalry and undead beings attacked the two races throughout the night without rest, there would be enough supplies.

Zhao Hai was merely curious about how the two races would react to the blood mosquitoes. However, what caught his attention was a rather interesting situation: he discovered that both the God Realm and the Demon Realm had the presence of soul-eating blood mosquitoes. This left him perplexed.

Initially, Zhao Hai thought that the soul-eating blood mosquito was a specialty of the Ark Continent, but when he attacked the Divine Race with them, the members of the Divine Race immediately named them as soul-eating blood mosquitoes. This surprised Zhao Hai; he had not expected that soul-eating blood mosquitoes existed among the Divine Race and that their name remained unchanged.

Even more surprising to Zhao Hai was that the Demon Clan members also recognized the soul-eating blood mosquitoes, albeit with a different name—they called them magic mosquitoes. This piqued Zhao Hai's curiosity. He was quite aware that the environment of the Ark Continent was different from that of the God Realm and Demon Realm. In the Demon Realm, even ordinary magical beasts from the Ark Continent would mutate. Yet, according to the Dragon King's words, these blood mosquitoes were identical to the magic mosquitoes in the Demon Realm. This was precisely what puzzled Zhao Hai.

Why did magic mosquitoes exist in all three realms? Was there any connection among them? Zhao Hai furrowed his brow, deciding that he needed to research this matter thoroughly when he had the time.

This was not Zhao Hai seeking trouble. He had been feeling a sense of crisis for some time now. Not to mention the powerful races of the Divine and Demon that had attacked, the appearance of the cultivator had also given him a serious sense of danger.

The strange nature of the soul-eating blood mosquitoes indeed left Zhao Hai feeling uneasy. He wanted to see if there was any connection between the soul-eating blood mosquitoes and the cultivator. If such a connection existed, what could it be?

While Zhao Hai was lost in these thoughts, the battle outside between the Divine and Demonic races and the blood mosquitoes reached a fever pitch. The Demonic races suffered greater losses; many of them were only eighth-level experts, and under the attack of dozens or even hundreds of blood mosquitoes, they barely had a chance to escape. As a result, most of the eighth-level Demonic warriors chose to self-destruct.

If they were facing ordinary blood mosquitoes, self-destruction would have been very effective, as those blood mosquitoes would not be able to revive. Unfortunately, they were facing the blood mosquitoes from Zhao Hai's space, which could come back to life even after death, making their self-destruct tactics rather futile.

Most of those who died among the Demonic warriors were eighth-level experts, but Zhao Hai was still quite satisfied. Eighth-level experts in the Demonic races were not easy to deal with; their strength was formidable. If they were to engage in battle with the army of the Ark Continent, those who had just reached the ninth level might not even be their match. The key issue was that the Demonic race's self-destruct tactic was truly annoying.