Chapter 769

Chapter 769: Strong Pressures

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders felt despair and helplessness, the Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, leading an assassination team of over one hundred fighters, all at least level 220, continued to destroy the defensive barriers one after another.

In just over ten minutes, they advanced like a hot knife through butter, reaching the defensive barrier where the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders stood.

"What do you Tree-Dwelling Tribe want? Elder-level beings are actually joining the war of their vassal races! If I spread this news, it will surely shake the entire super star cluster. You Tree-Dwelling Tribe will become the evil race that instigates a race war in the super star cluster!"

The Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe roared angrily at the Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe.

The Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe smiled slightly and responded by launching giant branches toward the defensive barriers.

Of course, the Tree-Dwelling Tribe wanted to conceal the elders’ involvement in the war in this surprise attack.

However, if it couldn’t be concealed, that was fine.

Because the Tree-Dwelling Tribe was now a different force entirely; they only wanted to quickly establish a massive advantage.

Compared to rapidly building up their advantage, being labeled as instigators of the race war meant nothing at all.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One level 240 strong fighter, five level 230 strong fighters, along with more than one hundred level 220 strong fighters joined forces.

Even though this defensive barrier was the cultivation area of the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe, second only in strength to the Qianwei Tribe’s treasure vault, it was utterly destroyed in just six or seven minutes.

The Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe and the five level 230 strong fighters attacked the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders of the Qianwei Tribe.

The over one hundred level 220 strong fighters scattered, fending off the incoming impacts while making sure the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders of the Qianwei Tribe could not escape.

Without any suspense, under the combined strength of the Sixteenth Elder and the five level 230 strong fighters, the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders were heavily injured and captured within just a few minutes.

"Surrender! As long as you are willing to sign a family surrender agreement with us, you will immediately regain your freedom."

The Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe calmly looked at the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe.

Inside, he felt extremely excited.

Successfully capturing the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and seven elders meant that this surprise attack had already achieved a great deal of success.

Next, all that was left was to persuade the Holy Emperor and the seven elders to agree to surrender their entire tribe.

In his view, this challenge was not too difficult.

Because the Great Flame Empire had proven countless times that once they reached this point, the overwhelming majority of the strongest members of other tribes had no choice but to surrender.

Very few cases of refusing to surrender appeared.

No matter how unlucky they were, it was unlikely they would encounter one of those rare cases.

"Surrender? You’re dreaming! You have only captured a few of us. Our Qianwei Tribe still has the Second Elder and twenty-six others; we can continue to resist!"

The Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe coldly stared at the Sixteenth Elder, having resolved to never surrender.

He did not want to be the first leader of the Qianwei Tribe to surrender entirely.

That was more unbearable than death.

The thoughts of the seven elders of the Qianwei Tribe were almost the same.

"Don’t rush!"

The Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe said lightly, as the sky was clear and the wind gentle.

Based solely on the assassination team, although their strength far surpassed the top-tier combat power of the Qianwei Tribe, and they had already captured the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe, it would be impossible to make the Holy Emperor and the elders agree to surrender their entire tribe.

If he were in their position, he wouldn’t agree either.

They needed the power that could lead to the destruction of the Qianwei Tribe.

The Great Flame Empire was able to unify the Tianling Star Cluster quickly because they employed a dual approach.

The Sixteenth Elder nodded to a powerful member of the Soul Clan by his side.

The Soul Clan member stepped forward and began to demonstrate the unique innate ability of the Soul Clan.

This ability was called Memory Exchange.

With this power, the Soul Clan member could easily extract the memories of other strong fighters.

Conversely, they could also let others receive their own memories.

In an instant, a continuous stream of memories surged toward the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the seven elders.

The gazes of the Holy Emperor and the seven elders shifted from a resolute refusal to surrender, gradually transforming into horror and trembling.

From the memories of the Soul Clan member, they learned about the entire process of this surprise attack plan.

The invading force against the Qianwei Tribe was not an army of ten billion from the Death Tribe, but rather trillions of soldiers.

Moreover, all of them were elite fighters.

The territory of the Death Tribe was now in a completely empty state, with over ninety percent of their elite army already within the Qianwei Tribe’s territory.

This fact alone was terrifying enough.

A trillion elite soldiers of the Death Tribe, already within the Qianwei Tribe’s territory, would be enough to conquer the entire Qianwei Tribe.

But what was truly horrifying was that the entire process took only two or three days.

Using a large flying treasure made from what seemed to be just spirit mine, the Death Tribe’s army quietly passed through the outer defensive line of the Qianwei Tribe and directly penetrated into their territory within just two or three days.

With this large flying treasure, a trillion elite soldiers from the Death Tribe were continuously splitting up, advancing toward the major life planets of the Qianwei Tribe.

Faced with such a flying treasure that could quickly mobilize their army across star systems, what could the Qianwei Tribe do to resist?

Let alone a trillion elite soldiers; even just one-tenth of that force could annihilate the entire Qianwei Tribe.

The simplest method was that when the Qianwei Tribe had a certain life planet or garrison with ten million elite soldiers, the Death Tribe could quickly dispatch one hundred million soldiers to surround it and annihilate it with their numerical advantage.

Afterward, in just half a day, they could move on to the next target with the help of the large flying treasure.

If this cycle continued and they did not send troops to occupy and govern that life planet, they could destroy an equivalent number of Qianwei Tribe soldiers in just five or six days.

Even if they sent troops to occupy and govern that life planet, it would only take one or two extra times as long.

Every battle would involve overwhelming numerical superiority.

Moreover, with the ability to rapidly mobilize their army, even if the major races in the Te Fung Star Cluster wanted to ignore it and send troops to support the Qianwei Tribe, it would be completely useless.

Because it would require at least several decades’ time.

By then, it would be too late.

"You, you…"

The Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the seven elders stared in panic at the Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe, completely unsure how to express their fear.

Their resolve to never surrender had begun to waver.

Because if they did not surrender, the Qianwei Tribe would face a catastrophic disaster, and the more they resisted, the more they would suffer heavy losses.

If things escalated, they might face the extinction of their tribe.

This was the outcome they desperately wanted to avoid.

Their refusal to surrender was built on the assumption that the Qianwei Tribe could not be conquered and would certainly not face annihilation.

They did not want to become the sinners of the Qianwei Tribe.

However, if they insisted on not surrendering and it led the Qianwei Tribe to a disastrous downfall, they would also become the greatest sinners in the history of the Qianwei Tribe.

"Next, let’s take a look at the contract!"

The Sixteenth Elder of the Tree-Dwelling Tribe clearly noticed their inner struggle and dilemma, pulling out their third trump card.

With a wave of his hand, a contract for the entire tribe’s surrender appeared out of thin air and flew toward the Holy Emperor of the Qianwei Tribe and the elders.