King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1300 - 1300 1286 Seeking Peace Yet Still Attacked

Chapter 1300: Chapter 1286: Seeking Peace Yet Still Attacked Chapter 1300: Chapter 1286: Seeking Peace Yet Still Attacked “Uh…”

Such an answer made the entity who called herself the Second Generation Queen feel somewhat depressed, for she couldn’t extract any useful information from it, nor could she deduce how vast the opposing force was. This made the subsequent conversation rather difficult to navigate.

Given the current information and out of cautious consideration, the Second Generation Queen had no choice but to treat the other party as a formidable group that was no smaller than her own Insect Race.

“Your Excellency, what is your opinion on the current conflict between our two races?” asked the Queen, whose mental power was as vast as the sea.

In the eyes of this ancient Queen, the current conflict was simply a pain in the ass.

Because the Insect Nests under the control of the Insect Queen could continuously produce troops as long as they had a steady supply of resources, they could effortlessly steamroll everything in their way. This meant that the medium and small worlds targeted by the Insect Race had no capacity to resist whatsoever.

Even if a few Chosen Ones or a handful of Deities were born, they would fall in the endless sea of insects. Mere numbers allowed the Insect Race to dominate any medium or small world.

However, such a simple and mindless strategy of steamrolling with a Bug Tide didn’t work as well in larger worlds. In medium and small worlds, the Insect Race could overwhelm quality with quantity, but in larger worlds, powerful Epics and numerous Deities, leveraging geographical advantage, could even push back the Insect Race.

Therefore, in the expansion strategy of the Insect Race, their targets could only be the medium and small worlds. If they wished to invade large worlds, it would require the participation and discussion of more than a dozen Queens, and they would also need to report back to the Ancestral Queen.

Following this strategy, the Insect Race would generally not provoke large worlds; if they did attack, it would be almost a sure win. But this time, they had suffered an unexpected disaster.

Who knew that within the Void there existed large worlds that looked like medium and small ones on the surface, and that such worlds could be so powerful that within a short amount of time after being invaded, they could summon ten Dominators to retaliate?

Any world like this was clearly known to be terrifyingly powerful and was an entity that should absolutely not be provoked by their Insect Race—yet they had done just that.

Moreover, the spark that had ignited this situation was a young Queen who had not yet come of age and had not even built a real Insect Nest. Where could they even begin to argue their case? It was downright fraudulent, like baiting a trap.

If they had known how terrifying this world was, even if she had lost her mind, she wouldn’t have touched it. But now it was too late for regrets.

According to the information she had received, that underage young Queen had already led a far from qualified Hive Army to wipe out all living creatures in an area, which had deeply offended them.

“Opinions? None really, it’s good,” replied the Shiyu Dominator, his tone devoid of any fluctuation. He was very aware of what the being opposite him was thinking.

If the power difference between the two parties was not significant, the prevailing theme in the Void was still peace; you don’t bother me, and I won’t bother you. Even if they encountered each other, at most they would just exchange a greeting, with one taking their own sunny path and the other crossing their own log bridge.

If the power disparity was vast and they happened to meet in the Void, the outcome would naturally go without saying—larger fish eat smaller fish, the most basic Law.

And the Insect Queen before him probably wanted a ceasefire, because the current battle was purely a profitless fight over face. Whether they lost or won, the Insect Race wouldn’t gain any advantage but only vary in the degree of losses incurred.

“It’s good?”

The Second Generation Queen tensed up at this response, which wasn’t what she wanted to hear. Just as Titan had thought, what she most wanted was to end this conflict, which didn’t yield any real benefits, as soon as possible.

Apart from mere face, she couldn’t see anything worth the Queen’s battling over with an equal existence. And face, if one didn’t care about it, was utterly worthless.

“You don’t care about your own race?” the Second Generation Queen asked, somewhat incomprehensibly.

She failed to recognize what was special about the Titan before her and naturally categorized this Titan within the perspective of the common Dominators of the Void.

As she understood it, the reason why this Dominator allowed the conflict to happen was purely because their world had been violated by the Insect Race, so they must strike back with force. It wasn’t just to reclaim the violated interests, but also to propagate the majesty of their world.

But such issues didn’t need to be resolved through warfare; they could be negotiated. The Insect Race had infringed on their world’s interests, which could be compensated for. The Insect Race wasn’t unable to afford Compensation; there was no need to escalate to warfare at the Dominator level.

“I care.”

Hu———

Hearing such an expected answer, the second-generation empress breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Since he cared about his race, there was something to discuss. What she feared most were those ancient beings that had no stakes in anything and only cared about face.

“Since you too care about your race, how about our races call a cease fire and negotiate? Of course, I can represent the Insect Race and offer tenfold compensation for the damage we have caused to your world. Of course, if you find it insufficient, we can discuss further.”

The second-generation empress spoke magnanimously, seemingly not concerned about the cost.

“Negotiate a cease fire for what?”

The Shiyu Dominator frowned once again. Just when he had finally encountered a being capable of being his opponent, it turned out that its values were no different from the masses, which was disappointing to him.

“Aren’t you concerned about your race? If you care, then wouldn’t it be better for both our sides to call a cease fire? Your race wouldn’t have to face the risk of falling in battle against our empress.”

The second-generation empress explained, and at this moment, she finally realized something was amiss. It seemed the powerful ruler before her was different from most dominators.

“War is the best form of training for my descendants. Precisely because I care, I will allow this war to continue for as long as possible. Opportunities to battle against peers are rare.”

“You…”

Within the transpatial blue sea, enormous waves surged, and within the endless oceans, a being whose upper body alone reached ten thousand meters appeared. Its narrow eyes stared fixedly at the Shiyu Dominator, as if seeking to see through him completely.

“We are Titan, a race that grows through combat. War is the best catalyst for us to become stronger.”

Seeing the turbulent waves of mental power rise in the sea before him, ancient faces of Titan shone with radiant golden light. Behind him, the void cracked open, revealing an ancient domain with an aura of vast antiquity.

Then, as many as ten epic auras burst forth within this ancient domain filled with dense Qi, shocking the empress who had come to intercept the Shiyu Dominator.

“What kind of monster is this? The world it has created can support so many dominators; what an unfathomable foundation!”

Boom!

The Titan, which had previously betrayed no sign of might and appeared ancient, gently tapped his scepter and took a step forward. The ten-thousand-meter tall Titan Body stood erect in the void, and the World Law-augmented Thunder Prison descended, covering the entire blue ocean.

“Wait a minute!”

Seeing the imminence of the thunderous strike from this being, the second-generation empress hastily called for a halt—God bless, she truly came to negotiate peace, not to fight.

“Aren’t you worried that your race might fall in the battle? You seek to use war to strengthen, not to seek death in it, right?”

“What are you trying to say?”

The Dominator, who was already eager to move himself, sounded somewhat displeased.

“I understand your needs now. How about we join forces to control the intensity of this war? I will have my race coordinate. This should satisfy everyone; neither side will lose a dominator. Even if there are losses, our two races won’t become enemies.”

“Hmm, acceptable.”

“Thank goodness!” Just as the second-generation empress was about to cheer, endless thunder struck down…..