101: Unreasonable giant city

The war was over.

He sent out all his Buzzwole to clean up the battlefield.

Cleaning up the battlefield actually meant gathering the resources dropped by the Lords after their deaths.

As for the Troops' corpses on the battlefield, they would automatically disappear after a short while.

Just then, a gasp of amazement sounded in his ear.

"You crazy bastard, you're incredibly awesome! You single-handedly wiped out a 500,000-strong army from over a hundred Lords. I know the leader; he's Gerard, ranked nineteenth on the World Prodigy List."

Turning his head, Fang Song looked at Li Feng with a gaze almost bordering on worship, trembling all over from excitement.

It was as if Li Feng hadn't won the war, but he had.

"However, you've now completely offended the Taiyi Alliance. A world-class behemoth like them suffering a setback from a Novice Lord like you is a slap in the face to their higher-ups. They'll definitely make bigger moves later. I think you should relocate your territory."

After calming down, Fang Song seemed to remember something and advised.

The Taiyi Alliance was a colossal entity with multiple Godly Lords, incomparably more powerful than their Fang Family.

Even though the Novice Zone restricted ninety-nine percent of their methods and combat power, the remaining one percent was still terrifying enough.

Hearing this, Li Feng remained silent.

He knew that he could dodge the first of the month, but not the fifteenth.

For such a behemoth, even if Li Feng relocated his territory, they would eventually find him.

Suddenly, Fang Song received a message and, after bidding farewell to Li Feng, hung up the video chat.

His three-dimensional projection vanished.

Back in his territory, Fang Song immediately took out another Teleportation Scroll and directly teleported into a territory an unknown distance away.

This was an impossibly vast megacity, where even ten billion people wouldn't feel crowded.

This was precisely the territory of Fang Qiong, the Fang Family's Old Ancestor.

Above the city, groups of giant Dragons flew by.

Each Dragon had a body over a hundred meters long, a wingspan exceeding two hundred meters, casting large shadows as they flew.

Compared to these Dragons, the seventh-tier Bronze Dragon was like a featherless chick, pitifully weak.

True Dragons were at least tenth-tier.

Below the thousand-meter-high city walls, a group of hundred-meter-tall Titan giants patrolled along the walls, their aura no less powerful than the Dragons soaring in the sky.

As the strongest among giants, Titans also started at tenth-tier.

This was a city that exuded a powerful aura from within and without.

Within the city, a vast number of other Troops could be seen, from first-tier to twelfth-tier, everything imaginable, in terrifying quantities.

Even though it was his second time teleporting to this city, Fang Song's face still showed a complex expression of shock, awe, amazement, and longing.

"Have you seen enough?"

Just then, not far from Fang Song, a Space Gate appeared out of thin air.

Two figures emerged from the Space Gate, one after the other.

The one in front was a middle-aged man who bore a five or six-tenths resemblance to Fang Song; the voice just now came from him.

Behind him was a Human Troops wearing a silver-white mage robe, holding a silver staff that was a head taller than himself.

Fang Song's gaze swept past his father and landed on the Human Troops, his eyes filled with intense desire.

Mythical-grade Troops, Space Grand Mage.

Any Troops or Hero that controlled Space Power was Mythical-grade, without exception.

"You brat, let's go. The old geezers of the family have been waiting for you for a long time."

Fang Peng glared irritably at his son who had ignored him, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and lifted Fang Song like a small chick.

As a high-tier Lord, his strength was unquestionable.

Fang Song struggled wildly, "Dad, let go, let go!"

Fang Peng nodded, "No problem."

Immediately after, he revealed a mischievous smile.

He let go, and before Fang Song could react, he kicked his son in the backside.

Whoosh!

Fang Song was sent flying like a human cannonball, directly kicked into the Space Gate.

"You brat, for ignoring your old man," Fang Peng muttered, then he and the Space Grand Mage also stepped into the Space Gate.

The other end of the Space Gate was a brightly lit conference room.

At the round table, eleven of the twelve seats were already occupied.

After Fang Peng arrived at the conference room, he plopped down in the main seat, symbolizing the Family Head's position.

Behind him, Fang Song stood respectfully with his hands at his sides, not daring to act presumptuously in front of these big shots.

"Fang Song, since you're back, that proves the war on Li Feng's side is over, right? What are the specifics?"

Just then, a white-haired old woman asked.

"What else could it be? This time, the Taiyi Alliance paid a price, even bringing out a treasure-grade one-time item like the Heaven and Earth Net. This Li Feng is probably in grave danger."

"Alas, what a pity for such a genius. The Favor of the Insect God talent becomes more powerful the later it is. If he could grow, he would be outstanding even among Overlords."

"Damn it, that accursed Taiyi Alliance! Our Fang Family had a chance to form a deep alliance with this future Overlord."

"..."

These big figures, who were usually more composed than the last in public, were now all indignant, pounding on the table in anger.

Fortunately, the round table was made of special material, otherwise, it would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

In the eyes of these big figures, the current Li Feng was ultimately too weak to face the combined forces of over a hundred Lords alone.

Especially since not a single one of these hundred-plus Lords had an awakened initial Troops lower than fourth-tier.

They were all individuals who had thrived in their respective Novice Zones.

According to what they understood, the leader was even Gerard, ranked nineteenth on the World Prodigy List.

Therefore, before Fang Song could speak, these big figures all angrily spoke up, and not one of them had a good opinion of Li Feng.

"Ahem, esteemed elders, you've guessed wrong. The victor of this war is Li Feng."

Fang Song coughed violently a few times, attracting everyone's attention.

Hearing this, the conference room immediately fell silent.

Everyone looked at Fang Song with skeptical and disbelieving gazes.

"Hearing is not believing; seeing is believing. Esteemed elders, please see for yourselves."

Saying this, Fang Song projected the video he had recorded in advance onto the huge round table using a three-dimensional projection.

This was a video accelerated dozens of times; a few hours of war finished playing in just a few minutes.

However, all twelve people present were high-tier Lords who had upgraded multiple times, so this acceleration did not affect their viewing...