Chapter 687: The Terrifying Power of Money — The Elven Race's Defense Is Breached!

The border of the Human Race.

Ten minutes after the Elven Race declared war on humanity.

The lords garrisoned along the borderlands immediately entered emergency combat readiness.

Countless troops entered the border lords' territories through Chuansong Sect.

The dark, dense ranks of troops stretched as far as the eye could see.

Their bodies radiated a bone-chilling killing intent.

These were humanity's most elite forces.

Whether in skills, levels, or various technologies, they were humanity's very best.

Besides the troops, the several lords here were also renowned figures.

They had fought on the Human Race's frontier year-round, with extremely rich combat experience.

However.

At this moment, the lords wore troubled expressions.

Compared to the Elven Race… no matter how elite their troops were, they were still mere ants.

The gap in attributes could not be bridged by intelligence or tactics.

Sure enough.

Not long after.

News from the front lines arrived.

"Report! Scouts from the front report that the Elven Race's vanguard army has already come through Chuansong Sect — their numbers exceed 300 trillion!"

"……"

The several lords' faces turned ashen.

300 trillion troops, and the most elite Elven Race troops at that.

How could they possibly fight this?

……

At the same time.

The Elven Race's front lines.

Several Elven lords, clad in golden armor, watched the mighty army before them with considerable satisfaction.

The troops before them stretched in a dark, dense mass, as far as the eye could see.

They wore golden armor, moving in perfect unison.

As if they were a single, seamless whole.

This was the Elven Race's greatest trait — strict discipline.

Compared to other races' armies, theirs advanced and retreated with perfect measure, never showing any sign of disobeying orders.

"Hahaha, this time we must utterly destroy the Human Race!"

"Exactly, the Human Race is getting way too cocky — just because they produced a tyrant, they think they're invincible?"

"The tyrant is nothing more than a flash in the pan, he hasn't even left the newbie map yet — in my view, it's all empty bluster!"

"Tch, it's just a measly Human Race, and yet it actually takes our great Elven Race to deal with it personally — truly ridiculous."

"Right, I really want to end this quickly — let's get started, just wipe out all the humans, right?"