Chapter 275

Chloe distanced herself from the terminal, ensuring Ren Yunying's sonic attacks didn't affect her tremendously before she began to ponder what had just been said.

"... Already called for the army to go? How did he know where the Viper Group's nest is?"

Ren Yunying yelled wildly:

"Of course he knows! Your idiot father is a madman! There's nothing in this world that he isn't aware of! The Viper Group has thrived to this day without being completely wiped out because its military capabilities and the number of hostages are beyond imagination, their base is on the borderline where soldiers from various races have been stationed for years."

"War is not a game. If he wants a war, he has to cross the territories of various races. A long line of soldiers going through someone else's territory just to eradicate a unheard-of Viper Group?"

Ren Yunying: "Don't even mention the Elf race, even the Human Race would never allow them to cross the border!"

Hearing this Chloe vaguely understood it:

"So, you mean to say, for Xavier to cross the border, he first has to pick a fight with the Human, Elf and Werewolf Race, right?"

Ren Yunying, "Yes!"

Her voice sounded like she was about to break:

"The continent hasn't seen war in hundreds of years, hundreds! Do you know how hard it is to maintain peace for such a long time? If Xavier, that idiot, stirs up a war, all our years of hard work would be wasted. Do you understand what I mean?"

While calming Ren Yunying and asking her to remain cool, Chloe nodded agreeing to her:

"I know, you are saying that I should talk Xavier out of the war, right?"

Ren Yunying calmed down slightly and nodded, "Yes."

"So you, right now, immediately get on a spaceship and return to your territory..."

Halfway through, Ren Yunying realised something was off and corrected herself:

"Wrong, not the Vampire territory, it's the Elf Race."

Ren Yunying urged, "Go to Elf Race, their armies are heading there."

As she spoke, Ren Yunying became increasingly agitated, "The damn! The Elf Race is so weak that they can't withstand your father's attack!"

"Go quickly!"

Chloe's wishes of having some good rest went down the drain.

With dissatisfaction sprawled on her face, she got out of bed and under Ren Yunying's urging, got dressed at the fastest speed and went downstairs.

Qin Huaibei, who was watching a horror movie in the living room, saw her silhouette and curiously asked where she was going.

Then left the movie halfway just to follow her.

Chloe said seriously, "Instructor Ren has given me a temporary task, relating to the peace of the entire continent."

Hearing these words, Anderson’s brow furrowed.

Chloe didn’t have time to discuss more trivial matters. Ren Yunying was pressuring her through the terminal, she turned round to signal to her partners, and directly spread her wings, plunging towards the outside of the spaceship.

Her destination was clear, the edge of the Forest of Life.

The group, Anderson with Qin Huaibei, and Katherine with Daniel, trailed behind Chloe.

After an uncertain amount of time, the group finally landed.

It was an air of tension and dread, anyone could be the enemy.

The first thing that met their eyes was the dense crowd of soldiers.

They were lined up in long queues, there were millions by the look of it, occupying a massive plot of land.

Across from the stern Vampire Race soldiers, were the soldiers from the Elf Race guarding the Forest of Life.

Faced with the formidable Vampire Race, they were obviously terrified. Despite their fears, they held steadfast to their duties, stubbornly guarding their precious Forest of Life, not letting the Vampire soldiers pass.

Up front, Xavier sat astride his tall horse, clothed in a suit of silver-white armor. His long hair was standing on end, and the color beneath his eyes glowed a ferocious red.

Noble, elegant, unhurried.

He seemed to not care at all about the attempts of the Elf Race's soldiers to stop him. He just calmly extended three fingers, his voice deeply rich:

"I will count to three. If you haven't moved out of the way by the time I reach three, then prepare to be trampled by iron hooves."

"One."

The Elf Race's soldiers looked at each other, their expressions tense.

"Two."

Still no movement.

"Three."

At the fall of the third count, the Elves had not moved.

Xavier's lips hinted a smirk, he raised his hand and waved it lightly, quietly commanding: "Charge."

The next moment, the deafening war cries of an army broke the silence of the sky, with countless soldiers charging toward the Elf Race's defense army!

Just then, a clear voice came from the rear of the army:

"Wait, stop!"

Upon hearing the words, Xavier furrowed his brow.