Unspeakable bubbles

"The warlocks are holding the city at all costs, but your city lord has other tasks to complete."

"The obelisk must be destroyed!"

Eva's gaze swept over the city lords, whose expressions varied: "You are all among the top warlocks. Only you can complete this task."

"..."

"......"

“This is our responsibility,” a lizardman city lord said calmly.

"If we don't go, who will?"

"Well, I always feel like it's a mission from which there is no return."

"Destroy the obelisk, at all costs!"

Not one of the city lords flinched; they all bowed to Eva in unison: "Your Majesty, the sorcerers will need your continued watch!"

Section 670, Chapter 669: Shelter

Thirteen city lords fought a desperate battle!

If their mission fails, the warlocks' situation will likely worsen further.

If they can't defend any of the three cities, they might have no choice but to rely on the prestige of a demigod and retreat to their main city.

Conversely, if they successfully destroy the obelisk, the beasts that have reached their limit will surely retreat, and the warlocks will be able to regain their confidence!

Eva gazed at the departing figures of the city lords from the highest point of the main city, and a deep sadness welled up in her heart.

Eva watched them grow up, and in her heart, she had long regarded them as her own children.

It's truly unbearable to watch your own child risk their life while you can only watch helplessly.

'Mother, all living beings in this world can be seen as your children.'

'Your children are fighting each other; the war has been going on for centuries.'

Please stop this tragic war.

Eva selectively forgot the sorcerers' aggressive pressure after gaining the upper hand; she just kept praying, praying...

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"They succeeded."

Under the little girl's watchful gaze, the last city lord, who had broken through numerous obstacles and finally stormed into the core of the obelisk, laughed heartily and launched his self-destruction.

Half of the obelisk has been destroyed, and it is absolutely impossible for it to be restored or even to accumulate energy again to launch a devastating attack within the next hundred years.

"Ow"

Crusher Number Three, sitting in a squatting position, was quite happy. Unlike the little girl, it didn't have a panoramic view of the whole situation; the dog only cared about its own tribe.

Seeing that the new Beast King had finally decided to retreat after receiving news of the obelisk being destroyed, it truly breathed a sigh of relief.

Their tribe has suffered heavy losses in the war; it's time for them to take a good rest.

However, not long after, Crusher No. 3 stood up with a "roar".

The large tribes retreated, but the Beastmaster, thinking that he couldn't let the warlocks develop in peace, forcibly ordered some smaller tribes to carry out daily harassment.

Unfortunately, the Crusher III tribe was one of those unfortunate little tribes!

How could this be!

Crusher Number Three stared wide-eyed at its fallen kin, its heart bleeding.

If this continues, our entire race will perish!

"Awoo!"

The dog looked at the little girl and was caught in an extremely painful decision.

"..."

"Go, doggy."

The little girl patted the dog's three heads one by one: "Don't worry about Bubble being lonely, Bubble has the little trees to keep it company."

"Awoo..."

"You're the best dog, Bubble believes in you!"

"Ow!"

Crusher No. 3 licked the little girl's palm, a determined look appearing in its dog eyes.

The continuation of the race is the most important thing; hatred can go to hell!

"Awoo!"

(Goodbye, Master!)

With each step he took, he looked back again and again, and with tears in his eyes, Crusher No. 3 walked out of the safety zone.

"..."

Goodbye, doggy.

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Small tribes that disobey the Beast King's orders will only face death, unless they can find another powerful patron.

But would there be a tribal chief who would risk offending the Beast King just to help Crusher No. 3?

Of course not.

Are we helpless if we can't ask wild animals for help?

No, the dog and Eva have a pretty good relationship.

To lead the entire tribe to seek Eva's protection—that is Crusher No. 3's plan!

However, the three-headed dog in front of him didn't seem to agree with his plan.

"Awoo!"

(You who disappeared into history, why did you come back?!)

"Ow"

(I cannot stand by and watch you perish)

"Awoo?"

(To wag one's tail and beg for mercy from a warlock?)

"Awoo!"

(Don't let hatred blind you. As a leader, you should prioritize the continuation of the tribe!)

"Awoo!"

(You just want to surrender!)

"Awoo..."

(What an idiot...)

"..."

"......"

Crusher No. 3 and Cerberus stood in confrontation for a long time. In the end, they decided to decide the fate of their tribe in the most primitive way.

Seeing its kin roaring as it charged towards it, Crusher No. 3 also roared softly and charged forward.

Both are Cerberus, but the difference in their strength is obvious.

Crusher No. 3's teeth can easily tear apart the opponent's body, while the other Cerberus's sharp teeth can only bite through Crusher No. 3's skin.

After spending so much time with the little girl, Crusher No. 3 didn't stay for nothing!

"Ow!"

With a mournful roar, the last head of the three-headed dog was crushed by Crusher No. 3.

Their gazes swept over their own kind, and they all lowered their heads in awe.

Very good, now join me in finding a new future for the tribe!

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"Head of State"

"What, is a large tribe attacking the city?"

Eva rubbed her head. With all the city lords dead, she had no choice but to take on all the tedious administrative duties herself.

"No, it is the Vicious Dog Tribe that came to the outskirts of the main city today."

"The vicious dog tribe?"

After a moment's thought, Eva instructed, "Tell the sorcerers not to use too much force."

"Hmm? By the way, what were you going to report to me about?"

“There was a three-headed dog, and it… it dug out Your Majesty’s name with its paws,” the sorcerer said with a strange expression.

"my name?"

Eva was taken aback, but she quickly stood up.

"Looks like Crusher No. 3 has also escaped."

"Tell the warlocks not to act rashly; I'll go and see for myself."

Outside the city, after waiting anxiously for half a day, Crusher No. 3 finally received Eva.

"Awoo!"

"Haha, of course I haven't forgotten you, you're Crusher Number Three."