190: Chapter 190 Killing one is enough

Mage King also shook his head and said, "Yes, they are simply too fragile; they can't resist our invincible army at all!"

"Under the attack of our main force, they have absolutely no chance of victory."

"Kill them, trample them!"

Below Despair Slope, the land, scorched black by the great fire, had been churned up and renewed by the trampling; except for some dark patches, it had almost returned to its original appearance.

Gusts of wind blew, kicking up wave after wave of sand and dust, making this desolate place, which had little more than a few weeds, seem incredibly bleak.

Those survivors, hearing the taunts of the Level 2 Elite Tribal World kings, wanted to retort, but they had no grounds to do so.

Indeed, facing the powerful creatures opposite them, they simply lacked the power to resist.

Whether it was the sheer number of the main force or their peak strength, the two sides were not on the same level.

Many people wore looks of despair; they had previously won a great victory, but were they now going to suffer a crushing defeat?

But if they suffered a crushing defeat, they would be mercilessly destroyed by these Tribal World creatures. Out of the thousands of teams here, perhaps less than ten percent would be able to escape.

But even if they escaped, what then? They would still be mercilessly hunted down and eventually fall along the way.

Perhaps they could escape successfully, but all the survivors' teams' Spaceships would be annihilated. How could they survive then?

"Surrender. You are bound to lose. If you beg for mercy early, we might give you some dignity and perhaps leave your corpses intact, hahaha!"

"That's right. You have no other path but defeat. Or you could choose to defect to us, turn traitor, and perhaps you might have a chance of survival."

"How boring. Utterly weak, utterly weak."

From the side of the Tribal World creatures, those mocking words rang out, reaching the ears of the crowd, sounding so grating.

Among the survivor teams, many people had already broken down, and some had already developed thoughts of fleeing.

The battle hadn't lasted long, yet they had already lost so many people and were being completely crushed. With almost no hope of victory in sight, combined with the mocking words of those creatures, their psychological defenses were almost entirely destroyed.

"Ahhh! I can't take it anymore! I don't want to die yet! I want to escape from here, even if it means hiding forever!" a man screamed.

After saying this, he gave up fighting his opponent and began to run, fleeing towards the side of Despair Slope.

"I can't hold on anymore either. Why don't we just disband? Let everyone fend for themselves; perhaps some people will survive!" another person shouted.

"Wuu wuu wuu, I don't want to die either!" A girl, her psychological defenses also destroyed, fled towards the side.

However, before anyone could persuade them otherwise, they had already been caught by those monsters, bitten, and buried under the jaws of the beasts.

Once the thought of abandoning the fight and fleeing took hold, their attack power would be greatly diminished, making them even less able to resist.

Those teams with relatively strong power, who were currently entangled with the Level 2 Elite Tribal World kings, also shouted out one after another.

"We have no way out. Once we retreat, we are almost certain to die!"

"Do not choose to run; that will only accelerate your death!"

"Only by standing firm and resisting can we have a glimmer of hope; we must not retreat!"

"That's right, brothers. Once we retreat, there will be no way to survive. If we grit our teeth and persist, perhaps there might still be a chance to turn the tables! We might clear the clouds and see the blue sky!"

Following the speeches of Man Ka, Gu Feng, Zhao Guorong, and others, many survivors spoke up one after another, boosting morale while also pointing out the consequences of running away.

"Brothers, don't run! Fight them to the very end! Tell them we have no retreat! Even if it's only temporary, so what? We are glorious!"

"Hahaha, that's right! Joining together to witness such a grand occasion—how glorious! I'm afraid there has been no one like us before, and there will be no one like us after!"

"The Endless Star Domain District 1, and even the entire survival world, will spread our deeds. Living on in the hearts of others is also a form of immortality!"

"Splendid, splendid! It is indeed a gratifying thing. They know we are just a group of scattered survivors, yet we have managed to unite to resist the power of the survival world. This will surely make their jaws drop!"

This was indeed the case. Their union was not just for their own Spaceships; some were there for the excitement, some to become stronger, some to be prepared for the future, and some to witness such a grand feast.

Reality proved that this was indeed an extremely rare grand event, but the price was that they might be ruthlessly destroyed by the torrent of the Tribal World.

But their deeds would surely make a significant mark on the path of survival.

They were already imagining how others would describe this battle after it was over.

Once upon a time, in a survival world of the Tribal World, there were some people with hearts as high as the sky who actually thought about uniting to resist the power of the entire survival world. In the end, their result was being ruthlessly destroyed...

"Just for this Combat Thrill, brothers, why be afraid? Kill one and you break even; kill two and you've made a profit! Being able to die together with so many hot-blooded people is worth it!"

"That's right. Being dragged into this survival world is like living a second life. Saying goodbye to the former drudgery, saying goodbye to the bitter life of the past, saying goodbye to those disgusting times—being able to choose one's own life and death like this is not bad at all!"

"That's right! I would rather die heroically in a great battle than drop dead at my workstation!"

At this moment of crisis, everyone felt a sense of relief, and their state of mind improved.

Indeed, their former lives were extremely hard for the majority. Some were laborers, some were objects of exploitation. Now that they had changed their way of living, they all wanted to live more brilliantly.

They would rather die in battle here than live on as cowards.

"Well said, brothers. Just keep killing! Do you know? I came here to improve myself, to become stronger, to break through to Level 2 Elite strength. Who would have thought I miscalculated—the power of the enemy is beyond imagination!"

A young man roared. His name was Ye Xiaojie. He had been stuck at Level 1 Peak strength for a long time and had been unable to break through to Level 2. He had originally wanted to come and slaughter to his heart's content, but given the current situation, he figured he was done for...

The current situation was indeed full of crises for the survivor teams and was extremely passive.

But as their state of mind became more open, the battle situation underwent some subtle changes. Even though it was still so difficult, they were not destroyed immediately, and they were putting up a tenacious resistance.

As for the survivors, many of their talents had already been exhausted.

Those who could breathe fire had exhausted their energy, and even with energy cores, it was to no avail.

Those who could enhance their own strength were also struggling to hold on.

Those like Zhao Zihan who had Healing abilities were also participating in the battle while helping others heal, fighting in the great war.

Various survivors, possessing various talents, were constantly using them. If their energy was depleted, they would continue to fight with real weapons.

Mage King and the others, watching the outsiders who had been almost destroyed suddenly burst out with a glimmer of hope, were also somewhat surprised.

"You outsiders actually have some backbone. To still be able to resist tenaciously—it truly makes one marvel."