In this regard, Sushing Yu feels helpless.

Although this situation is not ideal, he cannot deliberately lose a few battles to let his followers suffer, right? That would be purely problematic and thankless.

The reason for their continuous victories is not that heaven favors the eternal knight empire, but that they really cannot lose.

Whether it was the initial conquest of the kingdoms on the eastern continent or the subsequent sweeping of the northern continent and rapid strikes on the western continent, the Eternal Knight Empire conducted lengthy simulations before each war, only moving once they were certain of victory with overwhelming force, even if there is setbacks.

They will be quickly flattened.

The enormous scale gives them a very high margin for error, which also means they are nearly impossible to defeat.

They simply do not engage in wars with low win rates.

In contrast, in wars with high win rates, as they leverage their scale advantages and continuously expand their victories, the supposed win rates of their enemies will diminish until they exist only in theory.

The warlike citizens of the Empire either joined local armies, formed their own adventure teams, or ventured alone, leaving the Empire's fear of control to head towards the wilderness.

This move has temporarily left some territories of the empire quite empty.

Even though the empire had anticipated the enthusiasm of its citizens for exploration, they found they had still underestimated it at this moment.

Fortunately, the local lords responded quickly, drafting plans overnight to raise the threshold for pioneering, ensuring that most imperial citizens remained within the borders to continue developing the empire.

However, even so, a wave of turmoil sweeping across the entire dimension has begun.

Chapter 245.

Shock and awe in the eternal night plane on the eastern side of the original eastern continent.

This area was once a small shallow sea leading to the world's edge, but after merging with other plains, it transformed into a continental landscape.

The barbarian mountains stretch endlessly, resembling a giant dragon lying on the earth, with a main peak soaring into the clouds, shrouded in mist as if it were a staircase to the sky.

At the foot of the mountains lies a dense forest with towering trees blocking out the sun and the terrifying roars of ferocious beasts occasionally echoing from deep within, sending chills down one spine.

Deep in a forest shrouded in mist, various plants grow from tall trees to low shrubs intertwined with vines and ferns forming a complex ecosystem.

Tiny insects crawl on the leaves, continuously nibbling on the tender green foliage when suddenly a fine spider web ins snares them and a black spider slowly descends along the silk, crawling towards the trapped insect, spitting out silk to wrap it tightly.

Before the black spider can feast, a bird swoops in and quickly swallows a hole.

The bird flies upward, soaring through the sky.

When suddenly, the sky darkens, and just as the bird becomes alert, a pair of sharp claws sees its body.

In the next moment, the bird is torn apart.

Blood and foam spread.

Long black feathers drift to the ground as a massive black eagle spreads its wings and quickly disappears into the horizon.

Roar on the ground with a roar.

A dozen wolf-like, ferocious beasts burst from the bushes, fleeing frantically, pursued by several dark green figures armed with crude bone weapons like spears, stone axes, and clubs.

They look like primitive men.

But since their materials come from those powerful, ferocious beasts, their strength is not inferior to any fine iron weapon.

The warriors of the DU tribe are pushing harder.

These prey are about to collapse.

Leading the charge, the lizard man, Chief Jeka, who is significantly taller than his kin, loudly shouts to his companions.

The other lizard man following closely behind immediately respond.

Chief Jeka, rest assured, "We will not give up for the tribe, for our kin.

Let us charge for the glory of the warriors.

We will never surrender.

" Hearing their shouts, the wolflike beasts run even faster.

After running several hundred meters, a rustling sound arises.

Cold flashes of light appear.

Arrows shoot out from the bushes on both sides and from above, hitting the beasts running in the middle, causing blood to gush out, nearly turning them into pin cushions.

Meanwhile, the waiting lizard men ambushing their drop their tools and grab their clubs, spears, and axes, charging at the beasts before they can react, delivering a fierce beating.

Bang, bang, bang.

The beasts let out miserable cries and seeing no way to escape, they immediately counterattack against the lizard man warriors.

A fierce battle ensues and the elite lizard man warriors pursuing from behind quickly arrive to join the fight, slaughtering the beasts.

Da roars, leaping high with his ax held a loft and strikes down at a tall beast.

Red fighting spirit surges and clings to the ax blade.

The beast senses the crisis and tries to dodge, but it is too late.

The axe strikes its head with a loud bang.

This extraordinary six-tier beast's head nearly splits in half, spraying red and white liquid, killing it on the spot.

Roar! Jeka raises his ax and howls to the sky.

Incredibly fierce.

Chief is mighty.

Kill them all.

Seeing their chief so powerful, the lizard man warriors are greatly inspired, becoming even fiercer.

In no time, under the leadership of Chief Jeka, all 14 ferocious beasts are slain, and not a single warrior of theirs dies, with only a few suffering minor injuries.

The noise from just now will soon attract other creatures.

Hurry and deal with the praise corpses.

"We need to leave immediately," Jeka says.

A hint of joy on his face as he looks at the pile of beast corpses, calmly giving orders.

"Okay.

" Another tribesman nods and quickly steps forward to start processing the beast corpses.

With so many black wolves, there should be plenty of meat.

We can all have a feast tonight.

These guys really can run.

But in the end, we caught them.

While Jeka and a few tribesmen stand guard, the other lizard warriors proficiently handle the praise corpses.

Ja glances at his comrades, processing the bodies, letting out a quiet sigh.

As lizard men living nearby, their tribe's life has not been easy lately.

Since the day of the divine descent, after the change in the world, the nearby ferocious beasts have become unusually fierce.

Frequently attacking the Doo tribe under constant assault, the Doo tribe has suffered heavy casualties, dropping from their former dominant position, with their population dwindling from over 10,000 to less than a thousand in just a few decades.

A truly tragic decline.

Previously, the Digu tribe had several seventh tier powerhouses occupying a fertile area of spiritual plants and breeding grounds as well as a large crystal or vein.

Now they have lost everything with their weakened strength.

Only the high priest remains among the higher tier powerhouses in the tribe.

With such power, they cannot compete with those strong monster tribes, let alone fend off some packs of ferocious beasts.

Thus, they can only retreat into the forest, surviving by hunting and foraging, living in extreme hardship.

Just as Ja is feeling melancholic, a sudden noise comes from ahead.

His expression changes slightly as he gives a warning.

Something's happening.

Everyone gather.

Hearing this, the lizard warriors immediately put down their tools, grab their weapons hanging at their waists, and gather.

Their expressions tense as they watch the front.

The approaching figures do not hide their movements, boldly walking up to the lizard warriors.

Interesting.

They noticed us coming and didn't run away.

They have quite a bit of courage.

Three figures come into view, standing nearly 3 m tall, incredibly robust, dressed in black armor with long knives hanging at their waists.

Werewolves.

What is this? Oh my god.

Is this a werewolf? Looking at the werewolf warriors before them, all the lizard men, including the peak extraordinary six-tier lizard chief, feel incredulous.

Many monsters live in these mountains, including a werewolf tribe.

But who can tell them why the werewolves can grow so strong? Also, this aura is simply terrifying.

Are werewolves this powerful? The lizard men, especially the most ordinary ones, seem quite weak.

One of the werewolf warriors scans the lizard men before him and then chuckles softly.

Don't say that.

Although they are indeed quite weak.

Another werewolf warrior, after sizing them up, also laughs.

Hearing this, the lizard warriors are instantly infuriated.

Without waiting for Jeka to intervene, a more robust lizard warrior charges forward, loudly, shouting, "Damn it, I won't allow you to insult the valiant warriors of the Du tribe.