Chapter 147

Each one placed immense pressure on him. Not to mention, in the War of Ten Thousand Races, such existences were countless!

He pulled the Territory Rankings back to the very first page.

Behind Lord Chenxi's Territory, there was a 'Claim' button.

That should be the button for him to claim the first-place reward.

However, he did not rush to claim it.

After all, they were still within enemy territory. Hush—The frozen scene around him suddenly came to life. In the distance, a pair of winged dragon king Ah Huang roared excitedly, his dragon roar shaking the heavens as he continuously cast shadow spikes, corrosive swamps, and other dragon magic spells.

One by one, the half-orcs, werewolves, and goblins fleeing in madness screamed as they were slain by the spells.

Bai Yin, the elf Hai Ruoer, did not even look at the two lords she had just shot dead.

She leaped from Ah Huang's back, stepping onto a great tree, her silver hair flying as her cold eyes looked down upon the enemies on the ground.

Her long bow never stopped drawing, and arrow after arrow sliced through the sky like silver lightning.

The goblin hero Gre chased the survivors into the forest.

The goblin commander Orl fought his way underground along a tunnel.

Soon, there were no living enemies left in the territory.

Most of those half-orcs, werewolves, and goblins had been slain within the territory; bodies lay strewn everywhere, and blood was everywhere.

A small portion had fled into the forest.

But they were intercepted by two goblin battalions, and screams occasionally rang out. "It's over."

Li Yue whispered, walking into the territory with two goblin heroes.

This battle was far easier than he had imagined.

The psychological pressure such terrifying creatures as winged dragons imposed on the enemy clearly far exceeded his expectations.

It was just a single blast of Long Xi.

That had brought the enemy to the brink of collapse.

This made him fully realize the terror of dragon-kind creatures! As he walked into the territory, the winged dragon king Ah Huang rushed over excitedly, his massive head gently nudging him as if a puppy seeking praise from its master. "Alright, Ah Huang, you're not a dog!" Li Yue said helplessly.

He sent Ah Huang away to the side, then walked over to the corpses of the two lords shot dead by Hai Ruoer. "Lion-men and Fox-men."

"Indeed, this War of Ten Thousand Races lives up to its name; every race is present." His expression was calm.

He did not need to give orders.

One of the goblin heroes had already squatted down and begun looting the items from the corpses.

Li Yue could see it.

These two lords must have possessed considerable strength before crossing over.

They both carried spatial bags.

Last time,

he had also obtained a spatial bag from that rat-man lord, but unfortunately, there was nothing precious inside.

They were all materials, which he had given to the two Grand Masters of the Tiejiang Sect at the blacksmith shop.

Counting these two spatial bags before him,

he now had four spatial bags.

Such spatial bags were spatial equipment, their value astonishing!

He eagerly took the spatial bags and checked the items inside.

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