Chapter 235
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Chapter 235: A Desperate Gamble
The Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy raced alongside the green energy pillar, breaking through the encirclement while dodging the Soul Emperor’s purple light attacks from behind.
Although he successfully escaped the encirclement, he could not shake off the Soul Emperor’s pursuit.
In terms of cultivation level, the two were quite similar.
The Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy had a level of over one hundred sixty.
The one hundred fifty level Soul Emperor, utilizing the body of the Ninth Elder of the Three-Eyed Tribe who was over one hundred forty, could nearly exert an additional twenty levels of power.
However, in actual strength, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy had the upper hand.
Despite the Soul Emperor once controlling the resources of an entire star system, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy came from a higher realm.
In terms of treasures and various means, he was stronger than the Soul Emperor and the Ninth Elder he controlled.
Moreover, the Soul Emperor had only possessed the Ninth Elder’s body for less than a month and had not yet reached a level of complete mastery.
The reason he could not shake off the Soul Emperor was entirely due to the Soul Emperor’s initial ambush, taking advantage of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy’s inability to sense his presence, and unexpectedly destroying one of the envoy’s branches, leaving him injured.
Additionally, he successfully anticipated the envoy’s moves, preventing the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy from creating distance, which resulted in the envoy not being able to escape even after breaking through the encirclement against the equally fast Soul Emperor.
Under the relentless attacks from the Soul Emperor, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy struggled to flee at full speed.
Over one hundred Soul Kings quickly formed a new encirclement.
This new encirclement, however, covered a larger area than the first.
Clearly, they were worried about the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy launching another strong attack that could inflict heavy casualties and losses on the Soul Clan.
Once again, both sides found themselves in a stalemate.
The Soul Emperor and the more than one hundred Soul Kings could not overcome the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy in the short term.
Meanwhile, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy struggled to find a way to break through the blockade.
Anxiety grew within the envoy as he fought more fiercely.
If he had known it would come to this, he should have had the Federal Parliament and the Federation Military prepare a fleet on standby, just in case of emergencies.
Now, even though the transport ship’s scanner detected that he was under attack, it could only relay his current situation to the Federal Parliament.
The Federal Parliament, however, would obviously not rashly send out a fleet for support without his notification.
Even if a fleet could be dispatched, or if he had time to use his communicator to seek assistance from the Federal Parliament, they would not arrive in a short time.
Sending out just a dozen large battleships wasn’t difficult.
To handle emergencies, the human federation had established numerous military bases in space.
The large battleships stationed in these military bases did not need to waste much time taking off and could operate without worrying about the gravitational effects of accelerated travel on nearby celestial bodies, which might affect the stability of Space Jumps and the movement of celestial bodies.
However, these special military bases also feared being controlled by rebels or other races.
If the Federation Military could not quickly disable weapon systems remotely or trigger the self-destruct system of large battleships, an assault on the Federal Parliament, Military Headquarters, or other important locations could cause huge losses for the human federation.
Due to high costs, these bases were mainly small military installations.
A single military base could only mobilize about a dozen large battleships, which could not breach the energy shield of important human federation structures in a short time.
Similarly, involving a dozen large battleships in battles of this scale was almost equivalent to bringing ants to a fight.
A single Soul King controlling a full-level fierce beast could easily destroy them.
The only ones truly qualified to engage in this level of attack were the thousands of Large Battleships.
With powerful scanners that far exceeded the Perception Ability of the strong from various tribes, the terrifying attacks made it so that even the strongest from each tribe dared not face them directly.
They needed to devise ways to use various methods to approach these fleets of Large Battleships to have a chance at destroying the entire group.
Even if all the Large Battleships from these special military bases were mobilized immediately, it would take a considerable amount of time to coordinate and gather them.
Additionally, to ensure stability, the coordinates for the Space Jump had to be far from any celestial bodies, requiring time to reach this location.
Without more than a day, he would gain no assistance.
In over a day… this great battle would have already ended.
In a battle of this balance, theoretically, even a few years of fighting would be fine; his energy was enough to sustain him.
But he understood that the Soul Clan wouldn’t let him drag things out slowly.
And indeed, reality confirmed his suspicions.
After getting accustomed to his fighting style and various offensive and defensive tactics, the Soul Clan began to adjust their attacks, increasing their intensity.
Those mental-based attacks were completely canceled, and binding-type attacks decreased.
Some attacks based on fire elements and lightning elements surged significantly.
Meanwhile, the Soul Emperor’s offensive continued to strengthen.
Gradually, their focus shifted from defense to overwhelming attack, amplifying their intensity.
The Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy found himself exhausted from the constant pressure.
He had trump cards left unplayed, yet he felt as if he were a frog slowly being boiled in water.
The Soul Emperor’s assault only kept growing, and he had not completely abandoned defense.
With his trump cards, he couldn’t deliver a devastating blow to the enemy.
He could only continue seeking opportunities.
But the longer it dragged on, the more trouble he faced, and the chances of finding an opportunity dwindled.
Amidst the concentrated assaults, wounds began to appear on his massive form.
The Soul Emperor wasn’t faring much better.
The more than one hundred Soul Kings surrounding him saw their priceless treasures being continuously destroyed.
Energy storms wreaked havoc and spread through space.
Even the life planets over ten thousand kilometers away were affected, with severe weather changes reported across various regions.
After several hours, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy understood he could no longer delay.
If his injuries worsened further, the ultimate result would leave him powerless, even if he used his trump cards.
With a furious roar, a terrifying aura erupted from him.
His roots, extending over one hundred meters long, began to rapidly wither.
All the branches and green leaves shrank quickly.
Incredible energy continuously gathered towards the trunk.
A terrifying ball of green light began to brew and form around his main trunk.
“Retreat, all of you retreat!”
The Soul Emperor’s expression changed dramatically as he issued the command for all Soul Kings to fall back without hesitation.
He understood that the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy was preparing for a desperate fight, ready to launch his strongest attack.
The Soul Kings immediately fled in all directions.
A new significant decision lay before the Soul Emperor.
One wrong step, and the outcome would be entirely different.
He grit his teeth, taking out several of his strongest defensive treasures while simultaneously launching furious attacks against the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy, waiting for that terrifying attack to come.
He chose to withstand this blow.
If he created distance, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy might suddenly interrupt his charge and slip away in the opposite direction.
The Soul Clan had already suffered considerable losses, and allowing such a formidable enemy to escape would not only mean losing the Tree-Dwelling Tribe envoy’s body but also facing catastrophic consequences when the enemy returned fully prepared.
He had no second choice.
He could only summon the courage and spirit to fight fiercely, gambling the survival of himself and the entire Soul Clan on withstanding this evidently overwhelming blow.
