Lords: From Civilization to the Stars.

Chapter 86 Escape and Pursuit

After that inexplicable show of blood and courage ended, the outcome of this brilliant sky war was already determined.

In fact, from the very beginning, the sea elves had no chance of winning. You are well-trained, but Leon's aerospace fleet is always the best choice. Their loading, gunfire, shooting, and speed are all extreme levels that mortals cannot reach.

What is the so-called limit level? It is the theoretical upper limit, which is an area that humans cannot reach. However, Leon can perfectly achieve this effect through the cooperation of the psychic network.

Others have a 5% hit rate in naval battles. Leon can use regression correction to confirm that certain guns can definitely hit the target. Other guns will not fire if they cannot hit the target due to angle or air turbulence. In this state, the contemporary army has no chance of winning.

Li Ang has always been kind and reasonable, and he expects his kindness to be reciprocated.

But unfortunately, the world is not very kind to him.

After killing the leading ocean elf, the etheric sea elements in the sky gradually retreated. The ocean elves scattered and fled in all directions. They didn't need to go anywhere, but just needed to escape from this hellhole.

The remaining sea elves who were left on the battlefield began to curse Leon and the aerospace battleship. These sea elves were angry about their fate, thinking that if there had not been various accidents, they would never have fallen to this point.

Li Ang had no intention of arguing with them. He just looked at the form in front of him quietly and sighed with some contentment.

"The sea elves' problem is finally over..."

'A glorious victory!'

'You have defeated all the living forces of the sea elves in one battle! The sea elves will disappear temporarily until they reunite or die forever on the ocean.'

'You have killed a total of 485 sea elves and 321 sea beasts in the battle. The remaining sea elves will remain in a state of permanent fear and terror towards your Negative Star faction. They will never attack your fleet again, nor will they harm your people! '

No more.

It's just some stuff like that, and then nothing more.

Whether it was the technology of the sea elves, the population of the sea elves, or the means of taming animals, nothing was gained.

Le Ang didn't even know what the significance of this war was. It consumed a lot of his resources, slowed down the progress of his city construction, and even delayed the progress of the growth miracle.

Then what they got in return were the corpses falling from the sky and the figures of the sea elves running away. For these soul-depleted guys, even being slaves was not an ideal thing. Being nomads was their nature, but to some extent it was also their inevitable result. Because apart from that, they could do nothing else.

“I may be the emptiest person in the world.”

Looking at the scarlet ocean in the observatory, Leon sighed and said to Ulfric who was on standby with some melancholy in a low voice:

"This was never what I wanted. I didn't want to be so barbaric. What I wanted to do was to lead everyone to a better tomorrow and build some wonders. But the other party never listened to my explanation. I really don't know why it happened.

If they would listen to me, if there were no conflicts between us, wouldn't the world be a better place? I might even be able to remove the curse from their souls. Really, if they promised, I could actually do it. I would take humans to the stars, but I didn't say I would clean up everyone. But all this makes me very disappointed.

What did I do wrong to make these sea elves disrespect me so much? I put up with them for half a month, and this is what we got. A bunch of corpses, a pile of rotten meat. "

"I do not quite understand your distress, sir."

After pondering for a long time, Wulfric scratched his head for some unknown reason, and smiled awkwardly at the distressed Leon. "Are you still a human being?"

"..."

Damn it, stop talking.

Glancing at Ulfric, whose expression was very subtle, Leon looked at the ocean that had been dyed dark red, and felt a little sad.

He was not mourning the death of the sea elves, but felt that it was all meaningless. Leon was never afraid of war, but he liked the war of development, the war of order, the war for survival and belief. This kind of war that started without any explanation was something Leon really disliked.

Especially when there is no benefit at all from fighting this war.

You said at least the trade routes were safe, and those things should have been safe. They shouldn't have been treated as bargaining chips.

If the sea elves really had the sincerity to negotiate, or really wanted to negotiate, would Leon ignore them? He was short of manpower and had to cooperate with the ratmen and players. He couldn't even open the second branch city. The sea elves went to rob people, and he replenished the sea elves' souls. Why not?
Li Ang has few other things, but what about soul fragments? Why not just take them directly from the devil?

Depression is always short-lived.

Looking at the bloody ocean, Leon quickly regained his spirit.

At least four warships cannot be built in vain. Aerospace warships are more suitable for hunting and escorting. It will be necessary to build a city on Albian Island to escort trade.

Now part of the psychic lighthouse's illumination range just happened to cover the Norse Peninsula. By then, he could set up an outpost on the Norse Peninsula for monitoring, and then he could monitor the entire northern sea area in a circular form. By then, he could trade however he wanted.

But just as Li Ang was daydreaming, a black figure interrupted his thoughts.

At the edge of the lighthouse, a huge black creature slowly came into Leon's sight.

"Dark elves? When did they come?"

Looking at the ominous Ark slowly approaching from afar, Leon raised his eyebrows in surprise.

But before Leon could react, the Ominous Ark lowered a small boat, carrying a team of dark elves who looked graceful and elegant, and bowed towards the crack in the sky.

"We are here to negotiate terms, Wizard King."

"..."

The sun really rose from the south.

The dark elf turned out to be the most polite guy he had ever met.

Looking at the polite dark elf envoys, Leon felt an incredible sense of absurdity.

(End of this chapter)