Faced with the situation that his own little brother can't beat the other party's little brother at all, the thirteen nomadic legends are a little cowardly.

The reason why they were willing to fight when the other party had many legends and the other party still had an extraordinary legion.

It's because in their usual impressions, dark creatures are a bunch of guys who bully the weak and fear the hard.

If you don't have good equipment and discipline, you can break the opponent and run away with a casual fight, and harvest their lives.

According to their understanding of those dark legends, as long as their army collapsed, they would never continue to fight with them.

Instead, they will choose to turn around and run away before the army completely collapses, let those cannon fodder draw attention for them, and then run away.

And now the situation is obviously wrong, those dark creatures on the other side are obviously better than this group of wolf cubs under their hands.

In the face of the situation that high-end combat power can't beat and low-end combat power can't beat almost certain defeat, they all feel that they should stop losses in time.

They shouldn't be head-to-head.

In the face of this group of thirteen nomadic legends who wanted to run away, the legendary Sage Delia's silver-white eyes darkened.

The image in the crystal ball also began to loom in the background.

Obviously, she is in a rather uneasy mood right now.

"These guys have been scared, they have not inherited the bravery and courage of their ancestors at all, and they put their lives first."

"The plan looks like it's going to fail!"

"Without the cooperation of the Southern Realm, the Middle Realm will be unable to support itself, and it will not be able to achieve the effect of giving strong pressure to that giant dragon."

"Without pressure, that dragon will bury himself in gold coins and salted fish for decades."

"High-level knowledge, without the danger of life, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to take it out."

"I'm seven hundred and fifty years old, and I only have less than two hundred and fifty years left to live!"

"There's not much time left!"

Legendary Sage Delia's beautiful and calm face showed a rare trace of anxiety.

The Last Dragon Project was developed by her and several Legendary Sages.

In order to obtain knowledge from the dragon that can break through to the demigods, so as to reach the top of the demigods, embark on the road to godhood, obtain tens of thousands of years of life, and get rid of the fate of old age and death.

The plan had worked, but it was clear that they were showing signs of getting away with it now.

The giant dragon on the opposite side leveraged the power of the gods in the void with the help of the Blood Sacrifice, and its strength was expanding wildly at an extremely incredible speed.

In less than ten years, the other party has cultivated seven extraordinary legions and seven newly born dark legends.

It's incredible.

And now, with the help of the Extraordinary Legion, it is impossible for any aspect of human existence to defeat each other.

It can only be said that they still underestimate the power of the explosion of knowledge that exists in the memory of the dragon's inheritance.

"Knowledge, what a temptation it is!"

"Civilization gets it and he can leap infinitely, the strong get it and he can be infinitely powerful, and chasing power is chasing knowledge."

"And those dragons, who obviously have the power to change the entire world, hide that knowledge to death, even if they let it pass in the long river of time, they are not willing to let it appear in the world."

"Let them shine in their own way."

"The dragon of knowledge is blind to knowledge, and we who want knowledge can only pursue it on the thorny road."

Delia recalled what her teacher had said to her five hundred years ago, and she was full of unconvinced.

At this time, she was jealous of the dragons who possessed endless knowledge.

She wanted to pry their dragon heads open, and then dig up the knowledge to get what she wanted.

"There is really no need to fight this war."

"Fighting a war that we must lose will only cost us our own strength."

Delia suppressed the waves in her heart and the thirst for knowledge, and said quietly to the thirteen legends.

Seeing that Delia agreed to their retreat, the thirteen human legends, including Manuel, breathed a sigh of relief.

The Legendary Sage Delia is a legendary Sage on the grassland who has not been born for thousands of years.

In the past few hundred years, they have cooperated with the human alliance in the middle, east, and north of each other's suggestions, and their territory has expanded quite quickly.

The number of legends has also skyrocketed from less than ten at the beginning to more than twenty now.

Of course, there are more legends in the south than a few of them, in order to suppress the entire grassland, maintain the stability of the grassland, and prevent their hometown from being attacked by the enemy.

Seven or eight weaker nomadic legends are still left in the steppe.

Therefore, although they are not convinced by anyone, they have a great respect for Delia.

"Delia!"

"Since you agreed, let's hurry up!"

"It's not good to drag on for a long time!"

Manuel hurriedly spoke.

The twelve nomadic legends echoed each other, all eager to hurry up.

Delia nodded.

A few days later, I looked at the grassland where Eliza's crystal ball was empty, and there was not even half a human figure.

Twenty-seven dark legends, Qi's eyes were red.

A group of cowards have the ability to anger us, why don't they have the ability to fight with us?

What's going on when you run away?

They rushed up in high spirits, and they didn't win much at all, so it's gone, is there a mistake?

"Eliza, did they really all retreat?"

Ace looked like Eliza and gritted his teeth.

Eliza gently stroked her crystal ball, and the picture on the grassland kept flashing, only to see thousands of miles away, more than two million human cavalry were driving cattle and sheep, quickly heading towards the south.

"Ace, they're far away from us, and they're all cavalry, we can't catch up!"

A group of bigwigs from the dark race looked at the crystal ball, more than two million human cavalry who were constantly running towards the south.

All are a little speechless.

The other party is really too chicken thief, and when he has the advantage, he screams forward and kills, and he is extremely brave.

And when they can't beat them, they run faster than the other, just like them.

It's impossible to destroy the other party in one or two decisive battles.

The seven kobolds and goblin legends who had defected to Ace from the South were the most angry.

Thinking that when they fought out of the swamp, they robbed a lot of human cities along the way, and where the sword pointed, there was no enemy at all.

Then the group of cavalry jumped out, and they rushed out of the border of a human country close to the south.

Along the way, as long as it is not their own people, they will all be hacked to death.

Their group of dark races had only broken through and slaughtered more than a dozen human cities, and the other party had already slaughtered almost two or three human kingdoms.