Published: March 12, 2025
CHAPTER 935: Striving for What We Can Strive For
Zhao Hai was fully aware of the events occurring among the three clans. Those three tokens were not given away for free; in addition to allowing Cai'er to assist Fei'er and the others in opening the space at any time, they also enabled better monitoring of the situation among the three clans.
To be honest, when the clan leader of the Winged Horse Tribe displayed a stubborn refusal to enter the space, Zhao Hai had completely made up his mind to no longer return to help them. As for the Winged Horse Tribe, they should just fend for themselves.
Similarly, Zhao Hai was quite surprised by the reaction from the Barbarian Tribe. He did not expect the Barbarian Tribe to respond so quickly; it truly astonished him.
If the nine great elders of the divine race were to attack the Barbarian Tribe at this moment, Zhao Hai wouldn't mind going back to assist them, after all, he wouldn't mistreat a race that had such trust in him.
However, the nine great elders of the divine race had now gone to attack the Winged Horse Tribe, so Zhao Hai naturally would not return to help. He was still dealing with the Archer Clan.
At that moment, Cai'er informed Zhao Hai of another piece of news: the O'Neill family’s army had arrived outside the divine race’s space fissure, preparing for a large-scale attack on the defense line of the fissure.
Hearing this news, Zhao Hai was momentarily stunned. Time was extremely important to him now. He was engaged in battle with the divine races across various continents. The populations in the first continent of the divine race were considerable, and to deal with them, he had to exert all his strength. Under such circumstances, it was truly difficult for him to spare too many forces to contend with the O'Neill family.
Zhao Hai had calculated that he had already wiped out the golden bull divine race, central divine race, scorpion demon divine race, and crab divine race, and was currently at war with the Archer divine race. Once he dealt with the Archer divine race, he would have some troops to spare. However, it seemed that even with those troops, he would still be insufficient to handle the O'Neill family.
This time, the various mechas dispatched by the O'Neill family had totaled over twenty thousand. One should not underestimate these twenty thousand mechas; if they launched an all-out attack, Zhao Hai would need at least two million undead beings to block them.
In addition to the mechas, the O'Neill family had also sent around five thousand battle chariots. Furthermore, they had also brought an array of energy cannons.
The attack power of these energy cannons was even stronger than that of the battle chariots. Zhao Hai roughly calculated that to fend off the O'Neill family's attacks with these weapons, he would need to deploy nearly ten million undead beings and utilize the geographical advantage of the space fissure defense line to withstand their assault.
This was not to say that Zhao Hai lacked confidence in his undead beings. In fact, as he conquered more divine races, the quality of the undead beings in his hands was also improving. Nearly all of the undead beings he used in the main battle were now divine-level, and their numbers had reached an astonishing four hundred million.
However, Zhao Hai did not dare to underestimate the O'Neill family. The path they took was completely different from his, as the O'Neill family pursued a technological path, while he developed human potential.
These two paths could not be said to be superior or inferior; however, in terms of the current situation, the O'Neill family was clearly at an advantage. The weapons they used were much closer to modern firearms, coupled with their superior application of magic circles, making their weapons stronger than the ordinary magic cannons Zhao Hai utilized. In this context, it was as if he was sending his undead beings to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the opponent, akin to someone armed with a sword and spear fighting against someone with a machine gun—there was no doubt that he would suffer losses.