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Chapter 100 The Weakest Race and the Weakest Paradise

 Humans and orcs occupy most of the land in the center of the world, and elves also get a share of the pie. Although the area is not as large as humans and orcs, they still occupy a lot of land.

As for the dwarves.

The devil knows what they are doing. Anyway, they have no competition at all for the territory in the center of the world, allowing the other three tribes to divide it up.

After the city was built, trivial matters, large and small, continued, which made all the major races busy with their internal affairs. Although the territories were about to join each other, there was still peace for a while.

Chu Feng is not in a hurry. Anyway, he has not learned any skills in the Book of Magic. He can try to continue learning while the four tribes have no time to care about him.

The same goes for the awakened ones in the four major paradises. Everyone is busy with their own things. Except for the four people who are in observer mode, no one knows what these people who are against them are doing.

Until 124 years of deduction.

The orcs declare war on the dwarves.

The population of the orcs has reached more than 40,000, while the dwarves are only just over 20,000. The double population difference means that the probability of geniuses appearing on the orcs' side is much higher than that of the dwarves. The high-level combat power and the dwarves'

High-level combat power is simply incomparable.

Huang Qian alone had almost killed all the high-level combat power of the dwarves, if Chu Feng hadn't come.

But now, with the addition of orcs, it is easy to capture the dwarves.

"Sir Sword Technique, the orcs have declared war on the dwarves. Do you want to help the dwarves?" You Shuang didn't want to care about the dwarves, but after all, the two countries had had some contact before because of Chu Feng. He didn't know what Chu Feng thought.

of.

Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of the dwarves, and shook his head.

"No, the strength of the orcs is far beyond what you and I imagine. Even if we join forces with the dwarves, we will probably only be defeated by the orcs. By then, the elves will take control of the battle."

Chu Feng and Shendui are in a conflicting situation. He doesn't have to attack them, but if they are attacked by other races, he will not help if it affects him.

If humans and dwarves could unite to repel the orcs at a very small cost, then Chu Feng would definitely help the dwarves, but in the current situation, if he helps the dwarves, he will undoubtedly push the humans onto the fire.

Even if Youshuang is a six-level immortal cultivator, so what? He is nothing more than the strongest person in the world at present, but it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands. If they really want to fight, the orcs are not necessarily afraid of the human race.

What we need to do now is to reduce the damage to the human race as much as possible. Reducing the population of other races is secondary. If a war breaks out, we can also use ants to stop some of it.

The most important thing now is to wait for the next wave of world-class disasters to come. Those world-class disasters will become uncontrollable factors and may be the key to turning the tide of the war.

"Okay, I understand." At least from this incident, Youshuang is certain that Chu Feng will focus on the human race in everything he does.

He will not do anything that harms the human race.

This is enough.

......

Huang naturally rushed to the front of the orc army. Killing could speed up the deployment of his formation. Now he can control the immortal cultivators of the three realms.

But he didn't dare to use it on this battlefield, otherwise it would be easy for the orcs to focus their fire and kill him.

The gray-green mist enveloped Huang's whole body and moved with him. Huang was massacred wantonly among the dwarf army, but the dwarves couldn't even see him.

The front line collapsed rapidly.

Even if they don't compete for the territory in the center of the world, the dwarves still cannot escape the fate of being attacked, and their destruction will only happen sooner or later.

Fortunately, there is only one road leading to the capital of the four tribes. This road is extremely narrow and surrounded by a bottomless sea. The dwarves can still rely on the advantages of the terrain to support themselves for a while.

"God forging, the low-level immortal cultivators cannot last long under the attack of the orcs. Aren't you ready to fight?" Yan Bailian's tone was calm. He didn't seem to be afraid of the attack of the orcs. Or perhaps, he already knew the fate.

The ending.

"Wait a little longer, give me some time, and I'll be able to build it soon." With dark circles under his eyes, Shen Duan numbly knocked on the purple armor made for Chu Feng. Now that it has reached this point, even if

Forging this piece of equipment before death and giving it to Chu Feng can also increase his possibility of victory.

The Craftsman Paradise and the dwarves, as the weakest race and the weakest paradise, do not have the ability to fight against the orcs and the Curse Paradise. Now they can only pin all their hopes on Chu Feng.

At least, Cursed Paradise cannot be allowed to win and turn everyone into his undead warriors.

"The human race...the human race that you have been talking about in your heart, chose to watch on the sidelines at our most critical moment. They did not choose to help our race resolve the crisis. Even so, do you still choose to believe in them? Are you still working so hard?

To build equipment for them?"

Shen Tuan paused for a moment and looked at Yan Bailian with a wry smile.

"Sorry, Commander Yan Bailian, I have to rely on you to help me buy time in the next period of time."

Yan Bailian stared at Shenduan for a long time. It was difficult for her to stand there due to overexertion. There were already a lot of blisters on her hands. The dark circles on her eyes represented her current poor mental state.

, but even so, she still tried her best to help Chu Feng forge equipment.

After a long time, Yan Bailian sighed slightly.

"Hey, that's all, do whatever you want. The demise of the dwarves seems to be doomed. I will help you buy enough time. I swear as my king, rest and rest. You can't forge in this state.

What good stuff is coming."

Yan Bailian smiled at Shen Duan, like an old father's care for his daughter. When Chu Feng came to kill his dwarf tribesmen, he thought Shen Duan was a coward. Later he figured out what Shen Duan had done.

Everything is to allow the dwarves to survive longer.

Destruction is already doomed. What Shen Forge has done is just to let them live for a while longer, but it's time to be content.

"Thank you."

Shen Tuo did not look at Yan Bailian anymore, but turned his cheek to the side and secretly wiped the tears flowing down his cheek.

She originally thought that she was used to seeing life and death and would no longer have any emotional fluctuations in these things, but now she found that she was wrong.

The deduction world is just one of the many worlds she has entered, and it is also the world she has stayed in the longest.

After being together for nearly a hundred years, how is it possible to say that there is no emotion?

The soldiers of the dwarves, Yan Bailian, Huo Ember, and Yanlong Shen, their status in the heart of Shendian has long been as important as her family members. But in front of her, her family members are trying to die one by one. How can she not feel heartbroken?

What?

"When——"

The hammer fell, and the crisp sound of steel clashing spread throughout the room and could not subside for a long time...


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