Necromancer: Ahem! I'm really not Lao Liu!

Led by a Feather Tribe envoy, Zhang Dabing and his companions strode proudly into the Sky City. The Feather Tribe residents, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity, stepped aside. Zhang Dabing and his companions were led to a grand meeting hall. The door slowly opened, revealing the Feather Tribe's chief and elders already waiting inside.

After both parties took their seats, the atmosphere grew somewhat solemn. The Feather Tribe leader was the first to break the silence. He looked at Zhang Dabing with a piercing gaze and said, "Dear guests from afar, the power you display is truly astounding, but our Feather Tribe has been entrenched on this land for countless generations and possesses its own dignity and perseverance. I wonder what your purpose is in coming here this time?"

Zhang Dabing smiled faintly, looked around, and said, "Patriarch and elders, we are from the Guangming Church and have no ill intentions. We have come here hoping to join hands with the Feather Clan and create brilliance together. In today's world, only by joining our world can there be a glimmer of hope."

"Together we will create brilliance? That sounds good! You come with such a powerful military force, how can we trust your sincerity? Are you trying to make our Feather Clan your vassal?" said an elder of the Feather Clan.

When the eldest sister heard this, her eyebrows immediately raised and she responded without showing any weakness: "What vassal? This is our sincere invitation! Why, you are still not happy? Do you really want to compete with us and test our strength?" She was so aggressive, as if she was about to take action in the next second.

Little Bear chimed in, proudly saying, "In this world, the strong always remain strong, and the weak are conquered by the strong. This is an eternal truth! We're willing to lend you a hand, so just be happy and don't be ungrateful."

Suddenly, the fair complexions of these high-ranking members of the Feather Tribe all turned red.

The words of these two people instantly raised the tension. The fair faces of the high-ranking members of the Feather Tribe flushed crimson, their eyes filled with anger and resentment.

I didn't realize this guy has the potential to be a villain. He's not here to subdue the Feather Tribe, he's clearly here to draw hatred~(?6?7_?6?7)

The second brother quickly stepped forward, a gentle smile on his face, but his tone was undeniable: "Everyone, you have seriously misunderstood. We sincerely invite your Feathered World to join us. Working together is a win-win situation. As for the insistence on a ranking, to be honest, there are many worlds currently at war with us, and one more of you will not make a difference."

The second elder paused for a moment, perfectly catching the rebuttal on the faces of the Feather Clan members. He then added, "Besides, you are probably more aware of the situation you are facing than I am."

The second brother deftly measured his words, mastering the word game to perfection. These few, airy words, seemingly calm on the surface, were actually like heavy sticks, accurately and unerringly striking at the Feather Tribe's sore spots.

In this subtle yet intimidating way, he not only pointed out the huge gap in strength between the two sides, but also implicitly hinted at the predicament the Feather Clan was currently in. He also cleverly blocked the Feather Clan's chance to refute with his words, and his tactic of using force to suppress others was superb.

This move was indeed effective immediately. The members of the Feather Clan were suddenly struck by lightning, speechless, and were completely devoured.

They knew perfectly well that while the two paths before them seemed distinct, in reality, there was no choice at all. If they had refused hastily, given the overwhelming strength the other party had previously demonstrated, the Feather Tribe would have been plunged into a desperate situation, facing annihilation.

Instantly, the Feather Tribe was caught in a dilemma. Filled with resentment, they felt this was no friendly visit at all, but rather a hostile one, menacing and merciless.

Although these feathered peoples have fostered a unique civilization, their development faces significant limitations. They have indeed achieved certain accomplishments in the realm of magic, displaying unique creativity and talent. However, in many other areas, their intellectual development lags behind, and their overall form remains quite similar to that of their former tribes.

In their system of thought, the survival of the group is paramount. Whenever faced with a problem, their primary consideration is the continued survival of the group, and they make decisions based on this.

This was also the reason why they decisively gave up in the Hub Secret Realm.

Some see this as a sign of understanding the times, of being able to weigh the pros and cons of a complex and ever-changing situation to ensure the survival of the group. Others, however, see it as a sign of weakness, of easily compromising under pressure and lacking the courage to fight.

So even in the face of such a frustrating situation, there was no overreaction. Zhang Dabing had originally prepared to kill one person to warn the rest, using both kindness and severity, that is, killing some of the rebels and winning over some of the obedient ones, but now it seemed that these methods were useless.

Of course, Zhang Dabing was happy to see this happen. Why fight and kill when something can be solved with words? The best strategy is to defeat the enemy with strategy. It's not excessive for them to use their strength to suppress others.

When these Feathered People were hesitating and struggling, their hearts seemed to be placed on a scale and weighed repeatedly, and every thought involved the future of the tribe.

Just as they were hesitating and struggling, Zhang Dabing seized the opportunity and spoke. His voice was steady and calm, neither too high nor too low, yet it seemed to carry a penetrating power that calmed the already panicked hearts of the Feather Clan. "You can rest assured. We are here to achieve world fusion. We hold no ill will towards you, the Feather Clan. To be honest, if this was our sole goal, we could easily have slaughtered you all, and that would have naturally achieved our goal. But since we've come here, we haven't resorted to such extreme measures. I'm sure you all don't want things to escalate to that point either. I don't want to resort to violence when a problem can be resolved civilly."

As Zhang Dabing finished speaking, the faces of the Feather Tribe's leaders instantly became extremely complex, changing color several times, then red and white. They instinctively looked up at the sky, only to see the vast expanse of the sky, densely packed with Light Nether Bone Dragons, like a vast black ocean, each one emitting a terrifying aura. Among the bone dragons, the "Bone Winged Angels" were even more formidable, their powerful surges of force seemingly capable of crushing everything at any moment. The Feather Tribe's leaders wanted to resist, but everywhere they looked, they saw a deep despair. In the face of such overwhelming force, resistance was like an egg against a rock.

Finally, they reluctantly nodded in agreement. It wasn't that they were afraid of death; after all, an individual's death was but a moment's thought. But if it led to the destruction of the entire tribe, that was a completely different matter. They shouldered the fate of the entire Feather Tribe, and there was no room for them to be willful.

看着他们既想反抗，又担心族群因此而覆灭的纠结同意的样子，张大胆心中感慨“原来风之精灵也是七情六欲，并不洒脱啊。”桀桀桀~莫名有点小兴奋是什么情况(?1?7?7?8v?6?6v?7?8）

However, a change interrupted his thoughts.

Just as the Feather Clan nodded in agreement, something strange happened.