Chapter 1302: Chapter 1287: The War on Pause Chapter 1302: Chapter 1287: The War on Pause “What?”

Struck aside by a palm, Muria flew a considerable distance backwards through the Void, clutching the Damo Sword that was still trembling in his hand, with faint unwillingness emanating from it. He furrowed his brows in inquiry, puzzled by the words of this empress.

But he soon came to realize the situation, looking down at his dragon body’s chest, at the collapsed imprint of the palm. The strength of the blow had varied significantly from before.

The empress had shown mercy to him? Why would she? There were no baseless acts in this world. If the empress suddenly became “gentle” with him, there must be some secret he was not aware of.

And the most likely scenario was that the Shiyu Dominator had intervened. Based on the current circumstances, this possibility was almost a certainty.

“Heh, it seems like you have no clue whatsoever, so let me make it clear to you. Just now, one of the big figures in my tribe told me not to harm your life, but to give you my all in battle.”

Empress Candice had no intention of keeping it a secret and directly communicated the command she had just received,
“So can you tell me, what exactly is your background? How powerful is your community’s big figure, to make all those old folks on my side bow their heads?”

“I see!”

Having heard all this, Muria’s emotions instantly became very complicated. He believed her to an extent, as there was no need for her to deceive him on such matters. If her words were true, it must have been the intervention of Ancestor Shiyu.

“So, will you continue fighting? I’m not particularly interested anymore.”

“Huh, under these circumstances, you still want to spar with me?” Muria was somewhat surprised. If they couldn’t fight to the death, a battle between epics lost its meaning.

“Hmph, your tribe’s big figure has requested that I do not retreat. So I’m asking you, do you still wish to continue? If so, I will accompany you to the end. But this futile exertion irritates me. Hence, if you insist on continuing, I will let you experience what true pain feels like.”

“Of course, we continue.”

Even though it was a one-sided beating, Muria never considered giving up, nor could he reject the offer.

Despite not knowing what price Ancestor Shiyu had paid to secure this “privilege” for their descendants, it was an extremely rare opportunity for him, which he had to seize, no matter what.

…

“Candice, my daughter is still in their hands, we cannot just leave!”

“Have another one! Consider this one as lost midway.”

“Is that something an Insect Race empress should say?” Dream Palace was furious at hearing her kinswoman’s reply.

“What can I do? Didn’t I just speak up for you? But you saw it, they are defiant, utterly ignoring me,” Candice responded nonchalantly.

As she was reluctantly sparring, the already defeated Dream Palace Empress had been buzzing incessantly in her ear, asking her to demand the return of her daughter, a request that, unfortunately, went unheeded.

“It’s all because you spoke too soon. They don’t even understand what their backers have done for them. If you had delayed and spoken up for me to get back Altis, with the power you just displayed, it would have been no issue at all.”

“Get her back for what? To suffer with you? You fail to consider how miserable your future will be. Rather than that, she’s better off with them. As long as she doesn’t die, she will definitely live more comfortably than you.”

“You…”

“Alright, let’s go. I’ve had enough of these thankless efforts that don’t pay off at all.”

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“Muria, stop looking. They’re gone.”

“Hmm, I know.”

“What’s with that look? Are you addicted to suffering, or do you just can’t bear to part with it?”

“Of course not. I’m just lamenting that such an opportunity might never come again.”

Muria held a broken sword and gently exhaled. Although he had been at a disadvantage from start to finish in the battle, had not gained any advantage, and his strength had suffered quite a severe loss—even his weapon and armor were shattered—
he had not failed to benefit from it. At the very least, he had gained experience from fighting a stronger epic, his integration with the deep world had increased further, and the benefits were significant. Moreover, he now possessed an even more urgent sense of crisis.

“That’s not necessarily the case. There will be plenty of opportunities to fight epics in the future.”

The Golden Dragon Mother, who had also been severely beaten by that Insect Queen, replied. Knowing that they had the protection of the big figures from the Titan Tribe behind them, there would be no life-threatening danger even if a battle occurred, and the Golden Dragon Mother couldn’t help but court death a few times, considering the rarity of the opportunity.

Hence, she was torn apart several times by that fierce Empress, but it only resulted in some loss of Qi and blood, without any fundamental harm, except for some pain.

“Is this matter not over?”

“It’s hard to say. The Insect Race doesn’t seem to be one that can swallow an insult. This time, the Shiyu Dominator took action, forcing them to lower their heads and take a big loss.

But we are, after all, epics from outside, not native creatures of this world. Once those empresses recover from their initial reaction, they might not let this go so easily.”

The Golden Dragon Mother pondered what the local strong races of the World Community might consider them, dragons, and Titans. She had a hunch that once their real identities were exposed, waves were likely to be stirred up.

“The Shiyu Dominator has already demonstrated his power; what can they do even if we are outsiders?”

“I don’t know. If they can remain quiet and not interfere with us taking advantage in this great world, that would naturally be the best. But I fear they won’t be content and will always look to recover their reputation, which will inevitably cause trouble.”

“Hmm, that’s true.”

Muria followed the Golden Dragon Mother’s train of thought and couldn’t help but nod slightly. A race that had developed in the Void couldn’t possibly be indifferent to their reputation. Once the Insect Race realized they were epics from other World Communities, there was likely to be more fighting.

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“This matter can’t just end like this. If you won’t help me retrieve my daughter, I’ll find her myself.”

Within the Void, a damaged Insect Nest floated silently. Inside the nest, the Dream Palace Empress, who had become an unwilling catalyst for war, shouldered a colossal debt from her own kind.

As her side suffered defeat, the Dream Palace naturally became the venting tool for all participating empresses, and this treatment led to the Dream Palace Empress’s breaking point. Fortunately, her obsession with finding her daughter kept her going.

“Moreover, there’s something very wrong with these dominators. How can there be a world that forces our Insect Race to retreat yet remains so obscure?”

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