Chapter 1658 - 420: The Feast Ends, History Begins Anew (Part 2)

Chapter 1658: Chapter 420: The Feast Ends, History Begins Anew (Part 2)

The remaining interests in the Land of Burial Fire clearly cannot compare with the rules.

It can continue to vie for interests with the Player Clan and Insect Race on this battlefield.

This kind of struggle is considered a routine among the three forces in the players’ eyes; not fighting would be strange.

But if the teleportation array is cut off, blocking subsequent entry of the Player Clan members.

This war’s definition in the eyes of the Player Clan would change from a three-way cooperation to harvest external forces, to being simply used.

After years of contact, it is very familiar with the nature of the Player Clan.

Members of the Player Clan do not fear death.

But they extremely loathe being used as tools.

Once the title of "being used" is established, the Player Clan will inevitably participate in similar battles in the future.

But they will never again follow its command as in this battle, assisting it in confronting enemy forces head-on.

Instead, they will stay on the sidelines, or even become a support for enemy forces.

Given the vengeful nature of the Player Clan, it’s entirely possible they will retaliate against its "monopolization" this time by helping its next enemy.

At that time, it will face both strong external enemies and the offensive of the Player Clan, making the situation uncontrollable.

Therefore, it cannot do this.

It must ensure that the players and the Insect Race always believe that "cooperating" with it is the most efficient way to gain benefits, even if it requires some cost.

Having tasted the benefits, with the greedy nature of the Player Clan, they will firmly remember this win-win model.

In the future, continuing cooperation naturally won’t be an issue.

This war has already proven its conception.

A new war mode was recorded in the database: limited cooperation and profit sharing.

Next time, when it encounters a tough opponent like the Monument Abyss Clan, difficult to tackle alone.

Perhaps, it could try summoning these two maddening reinforcements again.

Driving them to pave the way for itself.

This deal, in the perspective of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, is incredibly worthwhile.

It gazes calmly at the Player Clan and Insect Race below, fighting fiercely for resources like an angler casting a lure.

Imagining the Beast Players and Beast Insect Race, becoming sharp knives in its hands in the future.

In fact, it understands that the Player Clan must know it is using them.

The players seem mad but have a special think tank unit like the Legendary Commander behind them, making it impossible to lead them by the nose.

But it knows better, the players only care about profits and don’t care about what its plan is.

The core key is whether there is a profit to be made.

Without much thought, the Earth Thought Evil Spirit’s gaze turns to the most intense combat zone on the main frontline.

The last resistance of the Monument Abyss Clan is quickly collapsing under the strangulation of the three forces.

Without the Great Stele Sacrifice sitting in command, and unable to successfully mobilize the United Power, the remaining Monument Abyss Clan’s Strength, though still fighting hard, can no longer organize an effective defense.

They can only rely on Burial Fire City’s defense system for desperate resistance.

Under the control of the Earth Thought Evil Spirit, the Black Tide transforms into a sea of death, launching the most frenetic attack mode.

At this moment, in the eyes of the players, the most common Catastrophe Evil Spirit soldiers have disappeared, replaced by Death Disaster Series, Surge System, Doomsday System, and other Evil Spirits focused on efficient killing.

The Insect Race reveals its fangs in another direction, and with every inch the front-line Insect Warriors advance, the land covered by the fungus carpet extends a bit.

Countless Insect Warriors transform into fearless killing machines, using death to become stepping stones for the advance of the rear Insect Race soldiers.

And the players are undoubtedly the happiest party in this feast.

Before the war began, there were already many players on the forum analyzing and guessing the Earth Thought Bully’s machinations.

But that was not important.

What mattered was that every time they raided a dungeon with the Bully, they could enjoy it thoroughly.

The Monument Abyss Clan has deep heritage, and each Civilization Tombstone can produce significant sacrificial power profits, coupled with various spiritual material outputs.

Many players have reaped full benefits in this battle.

In this Taotie feast, there are also a group of special figures: novice players who have never participated in large-scale joint missions.

Among them are quite a few players who have never been to the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range and usually operate on other maps.

This time, driven by the cross-realm expedition launched by the Bully, and with the participation of many top guilds, they decided to tag along.

Generally, they came with the mindset to see the world and feel the atmosphere of a top battle.

They didn’t expect to gain any substantial benefits, only hoping they wouldn’t die too quickly, allowing them to witness more of the grand war strangulation.

But in the high-risk battlefield, there are also many potential opportunities.

When the Civilization Warriors collapse under the focus fire of the three forces, their bodies exploding into fragments of light rain in the sky, fragments containing rule-derived Energy scatter like colorful meteors.

Among them, fragments splash in front of the novice players.

Just with a casual grab, they "automatically pick them up" into their Space Bags.

Many sharp-eyed and quick-handed novice players have survived till now, already collecting over thirty thousand in sacrificial power profits.

Bringing them the joy accumulated from one surprise after another.

They were originally just onlookers on the battlefield, part of the backdrop in this epic war narrative.

But they unexpectedly became the beneficiaries.

Each "automatic pick-up" seemed like winning a lottery.

The sacrificial power, which usually requires hard hunting to slowly accumulate, skyrocketed as if it were riding a rocket, and the instant wealth stimulation ignited their emotions.

At this moment, the regional channel is being flooded with messages.

"Hahaha, got rich, picked up a fairly intact Civilization Tombstone, it might sell for tens of thousands in sacrificial power, knocked unconscious by this sudden wealth."