Chapter 2089

And watching everything that happened in the Human ancestral land, the outside world had fallen into silence.

These were all the experts of their various races; now they were all living like lackeys.

We respected you so much; what are you doing now? Servants?

Unfortunately, the many experts of the various races in the ancestral land didn't know this at all, and even if they did, they probably wouldn't care. You don't understand; we are planning for the future.

Now that the Human race has been licked comfortably, is the good life in the future still far away? We are the future of the race.

The Human side was comfortable, while on the other side, the Undead race, the Barbarian race, and the Ancient race—the Ancestors of these three races gathered together.

Their faces were all ugly, and no one spoke in the hall for a long time. Finally, an Ancient race Ancestor said in a deep voice.

"No one speaking? How should we deal with it next?"

The choices actually facing the three races now were only two: either fight the Human race to the end, or surrender.

If they continued to fight, with the current strength of the Human race, plus the Stone race and the Demon race, they didn't have much chance of winning.

They hadn't been able to win the previous battle, let alone now.

It could almost be said that failure was destined.

But even if they surrendered, the price they would need to pay would probably not be small.

Although they didn't know what conditions the Human race would put forward, it was clear that a heavy bleeding was unavoidable.

Mentioning the Demon race, the Ancestors of the three races gritted their teeth again.

Damn traitors, damn it—it was because of the Demon race that they had fallen into this situation.

The Demon race had plotted against them from the beginning; this hatred must be avenged, and they would never let the Demon race have a good fruit to eat in the future.

The Ancestors of the three races hated the Demon race to the point of gritting their teeth, not knowing that at this moment, in the Human ancestral land, the only race that still had backbone was the Demon race.

Even though they were tied up, the Demon race was unwilling to accept the Human race's charity and would rather die than eat the Human race's pills.

Even those subordinate races of the Demon race had all become lackeys; only the Demon race was still persisting.

But such an "iron-willed" Demon race, in the eyes of the Ancestors of the three races, was a complete traitor, a despicable and shameless race.

Even more possible than the Human race, simply a bunch of trash.

They had long since cursed the Demon race's ancestors for three generations in their hearts, but this had no meaning and no use.

Things that needed to be solved still had to be solved. At this moment, the Ancestors of the three races were facing a difficult choice.

Hearing the words of this Ancient race Ancestor, a Barbarian race Ancestor sighed and said.

"Sigh, surrender. There's no chance anymore."

"We couldn't take any advantage during the Five-Race Alliance, let alone now that there are two traitors. Now no one can stop the rise of the Human race."

Relying solely on their three races, there was no hope.

Hearing the words of this Barbarian race Ancestor, the Ancestors of the two races nodded in agreement.

"Now there is only this."

"Then let's surrender."

"I agree."

Only the Ancestors of the Undead race remained silent, because their Golden Dragon of Luck was still there.

The Barbarian race and the Ancient race no longer had the Golden Dragon of Luck; they had long been stolen by the Human race, and even the first spirits had been killed.

But their Undead race—that Golden Dragon of Luck was still there, and the first spirits were still there.

If they surrendered to the Human race, if nothing else, you would have to hand over this Golden Dragon of Luck, right?

Letting the Undead race hand over the luck of a race—how could they be willing?

So the Ancestors of the Undead race gritted their teeth and struggled; they were truly unwilling to surrender.

And after the Ancestors of the other two races expressed their positions, they also looked at the Ancestors of the Undead race.

Their eyes were a bit strange; it was clear they also knew what the Ancestors of the Undead race were thinking, but at this time, is it useful for you to think about this?

It's as if you could keep that Golden Dragon of Luck if you didn't surrender. When the Human race takes action, won't you still have to hand it over obediently?

An Ancient race Ancestor said.

"Surrender, you can't keep that Golden Dragon of Luck." ===== CHAPTER 2090 =====