Published: February 13, 2025
The conflicting parties, of course, were the Hall People and the Alliance of Small Races from the Su Clan.
The reason for the conflict was that they had a clash while cleaning up the battlefield.
Previously, after a chaotic battle, the dead and severely injured were mixed together. While the rescue teams were helping the injured and recovering the bodies, it was inevitable that they would run into each other, leading to friction.
Just a moment ago, they were engaged in a life-and-death struggle, with everyone stained with the blood and lives of their opponents. Some members of the rescue teams had even fought just moments ago.
Now, after just stopping, how could they not have lingering tensions?
Moreover, as they got closer, everyone wanted to prioritize the treatment of their own people, and with neither side yielding, conflict was almost unavoidable.
So, the two rescue teams escalated from arguing to physical confrontation, gradually developing into a small-scale melee involving hundreds of people, while more warriors from both sides were rushing over.
By the time Kunz座 and Jie Su, the leaders of both parties, arrived, dozens of corpses were already lying on the ground.
"You are asking for trouble!"
Kunz座 was furious.
He had every reason to be.
The events of the past few days had been quite frustrating for a peak expert like him.
First, he was severely injured by a peculiar formation, losing many subordinates, and then he had to negotiate with the other side.
Although he was compensating them, if he had been in good physical condition, he would have had better ways to make the other party submit.
After a few days of recovery, his injuries had improved somewhat, but he was then disrupted by Kiersail Ting. Although he ultimately emerged victorious, his injuries were now even more severe, and his energy, stamina, and mental strength had all taken a bigger hit.
As a result, Kunz座 did not dare to actively seek out the Su Clan people to continue extorting them, for fear of provoking another conflict.
He had the confidence and capability to defeat the other side, but he truly could not bear the losses on his side.
If this time, His Highness Prince Zimu also died, along with hundreds of thousands of warriors, he really would not be able to explain himself. Even as a peak expert, he would likely face severe punishment.
Now, they were supposed to have calmed down. After cleaning up the battlefield, they would leave, and when the Lena People arrived, they would find no one here. They could then use the excuse of a powerful lifeform appearing here to justify their retreat, completely clearing themselves of suspicion.
But now, with the conflict reignited, Kunz座 couldn’t even find the time to tend to his injuries.
After this battle, he truly didn’t dare to underestimate the Su Clan and the Alliance of Small Races. Although they lacked peak experts, just counting how many high-level masters they had was enough!
Jie Su, Pao Bai, the white dragon horse, the lai lai bird, Luo Zhi Su, and the two lords of Star Eye—seven in total!
Moreover, the number of their warriors was also greater than that of the Hall People, which could fully make up for the lack of individual combat strength.
With others stepping in, they could no longer suppress them.
However, despite the circumstances, the overwhelming pressure and confidence of a peak expert still existed, so Kunz座 immediately made a show of strength.
Did Kunz座 want a conflict? Did Jie Su want one?
Neither side wanted it.
The preliminary casualty reports had already made them feel pained, and continuing the fight until a clear winner emerged was simply unacceptable.
Unless they had an overwhelming advantage, they wouldn’t engage, not even for compensation.
Though no one explicitly said it, this was already a shared understanding.
Faced with the furious Kunz座, even Jie Su momentarily didn’t know what to say.
The reality was right before them; were they supposed to tell Kunz座, "We also had deaths; why aren’t you mentioning that?"