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"D*mn the Dark race!" The hand of the first warrior, Kan Niba, holding the Azure Dragon Cosmic Blade, trembled.

Wang Ye said to the two of them, "There’s something I must tell you."

Alina and Kan Niba looked over, and Wang Ye’s expression turned grave. "I’ve received news that the Sky race has gathered their forces and is heading to Natural Star. We don’t have much time left."

Upon hearing Wang Ye’s words, they were stunned.

The two strongest experts were shocked, exchanging looks of disbelief.

Alina quickly asked, "How many troops?"

"One Spacetime Star, two Ancestral Stars, and five Celestial Stars," Wang Ye replied. "There are currently eight known strongest experts. The admiral is Celestial Star’s divine son, Lotaro. His combat prowess rivals that of Hades Emperor Dis."

Alina pursed her lips tightly.

From the number of strongest experts, it was clear the Sky race’s combat prowess in this expedition was comparable to that of the Dark race.

"We’ll fight them to the death!" Kan Niba exclaimed angrily.

"With what will we fight them?" Alina glanced at Kan Niba and then looked at Wang Ye, speaking in a low voice, "We should meet the leader."

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Wang Ye nodded.

Running away was pointless.

Whether to leave or stay, fight or defend, a decision needed to be made with the greatest speed.

Time was running out.

...

At the Strength race’s totem.

Wang Ye saw an old man with graying hair and beard. He was drained of energy, with only a trace of life force remaining.

It was hard to believe that not long ago, this was leader Kan Ersuo, who had single-handedly defended Natural Star as the admiral of the Likan race!

"Leader, you..." Wang Ye’s last hope shattered upon seeing Kan Ersuo.

At this moment, Kan Ersuo couldn’t even withstand an ordinary strongest expert.

"I’m fine." Kan Ersuo chuckled, raising his head. His eyes held a trace of bitterness and weariness. "Those five old men were right. The past is gone, why dwell on it?"

"It’s just that in my heart..."

"Sigh!"

Wang Ye looked at the elderly man before him and felt the pain in his heart.

The five old men referred to the leaders of the other five groups of the Strength race.

Most did not support the Strength race’s return to the high-dimensional cosmic.

"Would they be willing to come here? I can help for free," Wang Ye offered.

Kan Ersuo smiled wryly. "If they wanted to come, they would have already. Our Strength race has territory in the Primitive Cosmic Sea; they have no interest in the high-dimensional cosmic and don’t want to be involved in endless conflicts."

"Only I... can’t let go of my homeland."

Wang Ye nodded.

Looking at the frail Kan Ersuo, the words stuck in his throat.

"I can no longer fight," Kan Ersuo stated. "This battle has exhausted all my strength. But to have severely injured the Eastern Hades Emperor Dis, the strongest of the Dark race, and to have repelled the Dark race army, I have no regrets in death!"

"The facts have proven that the reason we were defeated back then was merely a scheme by the Dark race!"

"Our Strength race is a race stronger than the Dark race!"

"Cough, cough!"

Kan Ersuo’s face was pale, the light of his divine body dimming. He looked at Kan Niba and Alina. "After I pass, Niba will take over the position of leader and control Natural Star. Alina, you will continue to assist him."

"The future of the Likan race depends on you."

"Leader!" Tears fell from Kan Niba’s tiger-like eyes, his divine body trembling.

"Yes, Leader." Alina bowed her head slightly and clenched her fists, struggling to control her emotions.

Wang Ye stood silently to the side, saying nothing.

Looking at these three pillars of the Likan race, he felt a mix of emotions.

Achieving victory, even a hard-won one, was no easy feat.

However, this was the reality of the harsh high-dimensional cosmic.

"Wang Ye," Kan Ersuo suddenly called.

"Yes, Leader." Wang Ye respected the old man before him.

It wasn’t just about his strength, but his unwavering determination to do everything for his race.

"Thank you so much for guarding Natural Star," Kan Ersuo said kindly.

"It’s my duty, Leader," Wang Ye replied.

"Don’t worry, we will fulfill our promises to you," Kan Ersuo sighed softly. "I just wonder what will happen to the Likan race in the future..."

Wang Ye understood Kan Ersuo’s concern. The Likan race would not back down.

After Kan Niba took over, he would refine Natural Star and lead the Likan race to confront the Sky race!

Fleeing without a fight was not the way of the Strength race.

Even though Kan Niba was stronger than Kan Ersuo, Wang Ye wondered if the Strength race, now at their last gasp, could withstand the onslaught of the Sky race.

Unless a miracle could happen.

Wang Ye frowned. "Are they not going to support us anymore?"

"The leaders of the Liao race and the Lishi race were on good terms with me," Kan Ersuo said. "If this old man had shamelessly begged them, perhaps something could have been arranged. But now..."

"It’s too late."

Kan Ersuo was nearing the end of his life!

Wang Ye understood this well.

Favor and pride were useless now.

The Liao race and the Lishi race weren’t foolish. They knew the odds were impossible, yet they still helped protect Natural Star. And besides, they had never approved of returning to the high-dimensional cosmic.

The atmosphere became deathly silent.

It felt empty.

No one spoke.

Outside, cheers echoed, forming a stark contrast with the grim mood in the core area.

This fleeting happiness would soon evaporate.

"Go inform them," Kan Ersuo sighed. "We should face reality."

"Yes, Leader." Alina’s voice was soft and weak.

Even as the strongest experts, they could not defy fate.

This was the brutal reality of the war between races.