Yu Longyan looked helplessly at the endless chattering of Ye Lao'er and said, "Can you shut your mouth? Apart from us few, there are no other Human Sovereigns. So what if we participate? Who the hell made a rule against it? Who can you blame for being useless among the ten thousand races? Besides, you've also awakened. If you're not convinced, you have the chance to participate too."
Hearing Yu Longyan's answer, Ye Lao'er became even more enraged, "Pah! Who's like you men, always fighting and killing? I rely on my brain. This time, you guys are just not playing fair."
Finally, Shang Tang, seeing Ye Lao'er's incessant nagging, impatiently said, "Can that silly chair shut up? If you yap one more word, I'll chop you."
Ye Lao'er looked at this burly man with an aura even stronger than Yu Longyan's and immediately shut his mouth. After all, this guy had a string of human heads hanging from his waist and was bare-chested. He looked like the kind of fierce person one shouldn't mess with.
Hou Yi squinted at Ye Lao'er and said, "No way, we still have to let this crazy Tang deal with him. He comes to this territory to cause trouble. If you ask me, we should just get rid of him."
Upon hearing Hou Yi's words, Shang Tang and Da Yu immediately grabbed their weapons and went to attack Ye Lao'er.
Seeing that these few brutes gave him no face at all, Ye Lao'er immediately got scared and hurriedly said, "Stop, stop, I surrender. Let's be gentlemen and use words, not fists."
Hou Yi pouted and said, "Damn it, Jin Ao, Xuan Ming, go bite him!"
Shang Tang, Hou Yi, Da Yu, Jin Ao, and Xuan Ming, these top fighters among the three races, immediately tied up Ye Lao'er.
Seeing Yu Longyan about to step forward to intercede, Shang Tang waved his large saber and said, "Old Master Yu Long, I advise you not to speak. I won't give you face even if you do. I plan to take this old brat back to the Royal Court and then chop him to increase the Human Race's luck."
Ye Lao'er stared at these fierce men, dumbfounded: What the heck, even in war, they don't kill envoys. How can these brutes attack me just like that? Don't I have any dignity?
Among the remaining less than a hundred quasi-kings of the ten thousand races on the battlefield, they were all bewildered. Their ancestor who came to negotiate was tied up, so what should they do? Moreover, their ancestor had already admitted defeat.
In this battle, nearly 500 quasi-kings from the Human Race, Dragon Race, and Sacred Beast Race had died. Although they were all old quasi-kings nearing the end of their lifespan, the people of the three races couldn't help but feel sad and mournful.
Everyone knew that it wasn't that these old quasi-kings were too weak, but rather that they knew their lifespan was nearing its end and they had no hope of becoming kings. It was better to leave their remaining life to the younger generation to increase their chances of becoming kings.
This was why the Human Race and its allies, despite being few in number, could still withstand the invasion of the ten thousand races, fighting them to a stalemate. It was because of these fearless clan members who sacrificed themselves generation after generation.
In reality, there was no such thing as a peaceful era; it was just that some people were carrying the burden for us.
The Human Race's Old Master Yue died, and the Sacred Beast Race's one-eyed black tiger died. Lin Wufa led the remaining quasi-kings of the three races to tie up the remaining quasi-kings of the ten thousand races, awaiting the decision of the elders.
Lin Wufa and Hong Jiao advanced to become kings. Lin Hai, Lin Shan, Xiao Baifa, and 45 other Human Race quasi-kings had touched upon the opportunity to advance to become kings.
Among the remaining 300 quasi-kings of the three races, about 100 had touched upon the opportunity to advance to become kings. The other participants also received the blessings of luck, at least allowing the old quasi-kings nearing the end of their lifespan to live for a few more years.
The major legions of the Human Race learned of this immediately, and the marshals of the several legions rushed over as quickly as possible.
The first to arrive at the battlefield was Lin Zhan, riding on Xiao Ji. He had worked through the night at home and rushed back with a large number of cluster bombs. If the ten thousand races decided to be sore losers and start another battle, Young Master Lin intended to leave them an unforgettable impression.
Seeing the Human Race elders gathered around a tied-up unlucky fellow, Young Master Lin hurried over to join the fun.
"What the hell, isn't this Ye Lao'er? Old Ancestor Yan's old rival, one of the most talented commanders among the ten thousand races. This is a big fish!"
Shang Tang and the others looked at Lin Zhan in surprise and said, "Zhan'er, you know this old pervert? I was planning to take him back to the Royal Court and sacrifice him to the Human Race's luck."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhan hurriedly tried to stop them, winking at the elders while saying, "That won't do, Old Ancestors. This is a treasure, he can't be killed!"
When the elders heard Lin Zhan's words, Da Yu quickly threw out a large cauldron and trapped Ye Lao'er inside, saying, "Youngster Lin, just say what you want. I know you're talented in kidnapping and blackmail."
Lin Zhan said a little embarrassed, "This Ye Lao'er is the direct son of the royal family of the Ye Mo race, his identity is quite high, and he is also one of the most famous generals among the ten thousand races. He's quite a talented commanding general."
Shang Tang questioned, "If we don't kill someone like this, won't he continue to cause trouble for our Human Race? Killing him is the safer option."
"Don't, Old Ancestors, listen to me. This old brat was scared by Old Ancestor Yan in ancient times. Whenever Old Ancestor Yan led troops, he was repeatedly defeated. And that Rommel, their commanding styles are quite similar."
Hou Yi, the Human Emperor, was the first to react and said, "What the hell, kid, you're planning to trick them again when they lead troops in the future?"
Lin Zhan nodded eagerly, "That's right! It's still Elder Ancestor Yi who thinks things through. I'm not bragging, but even if Ye Lao'er and Rommel were combined, they wouldn't be my match. You guys think about it, with Rommel alone, I've killed over 14 million allied troops of the ten thousand races. Most importantly, those 6 million were royal troops! If we were to fight head-on on the battlefield, how many people would we lose?"
"One Rommel is like this. If these two blockheads combine their forces, how many troops would they lead? If I can take them all down at once, how much trouble would we save?"
"Besides, Rommel will definitely not be convinced, and the next time they lead troops, it will absolutely be these two guys."
Shang Tang, Jin Ao, and the others nodded in agreement. Xuan Ming also said happily, "This kid is truly insidious, but why is he so likable? Youngster Lin, Little Blackie, you should teach him well too. We can also train a general for our Xuanwu race, so people don't always say that our Xuanwu are stupid and can only fight on the battlefield."
Lin Zhan nodded and said, "Don't worry, Old Ancestor Xuan Ming. Little Black is currently researching underwater demolition and the coexistence of water and lightning elements to compress fire elements..."
Listening to Lin Zhan utter a string of incomprehensible terms, Xuan Ming directly raised a turtle claw and said proudly, "This child has potential. Look at what he's researching, it sounds so high-class."