Published: February 13, 2025
The atmosphere at this moment was extremely tense; any slight movement could provoke a conflict between both sides.
The Hall People quickly adjusted their formation, for no matter how one looked at it, Ye Zhongming summoning so many "helpers" would not let things go easily.
After all, his goal had not been achieved yet, and Elder Huo Zhi was still in Kunz's hands.
To be honest, trying to win Elder Huo Zhi back was nearly impossible.
Even though Ye Zhongming had summoned three peak experts, including Jie Su and Pao Bai, they merely matched the Hall People in strength. The real advantage lay with the hundreds of thousands of well-conditioned warriors on the Hall People's side.
In such a situation, it was impossible to rescue Elder Huo Zhi alive.
So, even though they held the upper hand in momentum, Ye Zhongming could not casually give the order to attack.
This was a large-scale battle involving hundreds of thousands of people; once it started, it would only end in the extermination of one side. But even if they were victorious, what would the losses be on their side?
The Su Clan had brought the main force this time, while the Alliance of Small Races had almost emptied their ranks. If a conflict broke out, it would likely lead to severe repercussions for them.
For a moment, Ye Zhongming and Jie Su fell silent, lacking any further commands.
Could the Hall People dare to order an attack?
They didn’t dare either.
With their morale so low, they knew that in a deadly battle, they would likely perish first. Even with Kunz present, the peak expert was in poor condition; the Hall People could bury him with sheer numbers.
Thus, the Hall People stood vigilant but did not dare make any provocative moves.
Both sides awkwardly found themselves in a stalemate.
Jie Su sighed internally, knowing this was Ye Zhongming’s limit.
If he could summon three more peak experts, the situation would immediately reverse, and he would dare to give the order to attack.
But now... even though Ye Zhongming had displayed an astonishing potential, he still fell short.
It wasn’t that the King of Cloud Summit wasn’t strong; it was that the opponents were too formidable.
Jie Su planned to continue negotiations.
Sometimes, war was merely a means, one of the most effective political tools.
Five billion five hundred million, the bottom line could not be moved.
Jie Su opened his mouth to speak, but suddenly noticed Kunz’s gaze shifting to another side.
Then, Jie Su, Ye Zhongming, and the others all looked over.
Several dark spots were approaching at an incredibly fast speed. Within seconds, they grew larger, and after a dozen seconds, the outlines became clear.
Lena People?!
Kunz’s eyes narrowed.
In the eyes of the Hall People, the Su Clan really did not count for much; they believed they were not at the same level as the Hall People. Although they had their own characteristics and were a super clan, they were still the leader race of the third camp.
But the Lena People were different; they were equals to the Hall People, not weaker in any aspect, and in some areas, they were even stronger.
At least economically, they were quite capable, recognized as the second wealthiest race in the Universe All Races. As for the wealthiest, that was undoubtedly the Tarros Red Dwarfs, no one could surpass those dwarves in riches, their equipment trade bringing in daily fortunes.
Only a small group of Lena People arrived, perhaps just over a dozen, but upon seeing their faces clearly, Kunz’s heart sank.
“Prince Delma? Lord Kiersail Ting?”
Familiar Hall People called out the names of two among them.
Standing shoulder to shoulder in front of the Lena People were two individuals; one on the left was young and handsome, with a subtle smile that evoked goodwill at first sight.
However, anyone familiar with Prince Delma would know that his personality and style were not easily masked by that smile.
He was a cold, ruthless individual.
In the Lena People’s hierarchy, Delma’s position was not high; he was even outside the top twenty when he just came of age.