Chapter 1097: Surrender Documents of Two Clans! Elf Mother Tree God—Sigis!
Chapter 1097: The Surrender Documents from Two Clans! The God of the Elven Mother Tree—Xijets!
The Royal Capital under blazing sun.
Within the Realm of the Gods.
Zhou Zhou sat upon the divine throne, gazing downward at Wu Tu, who had just arrived below.
"Your Majesty."
"I have new intelligence to report."
Wu Tu spoke respectfully.
"Speak then."
Zhou Zhou nodded slightly.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wu Tu nodded, then clicked his personal terminal, projecting two surrender documents onto Zhou Zhou's view.
Zhou Zhou glanced at them, and as he finished reading, his expression grew increasingly strange.
"What is going on between the Luo Sha clan and the Tian Qian clan?"
"Shouldn't they be allied?"
"How can both of them now be seeking surrender to our side, and even promising to secretly undermine the other two clans?"
"Did they not communicate beforehand?"
He could not help but ask.
"Report to the Emperor."
Wu Tu's face held a restrained smile, and he said:
"I suspect that both the Luo Sha and Tian Qian clans likely intended to independently surrender to our side, treating the secret betrayal of the other two clans as a bargaining chip. That is why these two clans have separately submitted their surrender documents to us."
"Perhaps they never imagined that, among all of them, there would be more than one seeking surrender."
"Now I'd wager only the Ghost Clan remains utterly ignorant, still deluded."
"Can we verify whether the surrender documents they've sent are genuine or a ruse?"
"If these three clans unite, their combined forces would indeed pose a significant threat—long enough to give our side trouble, perhaps even allowing us to be unable to subdue them in the short term. They might very well drag the situation out for a while."
Zhou Zhou asked.
Yet even so—
it would only be a temporary delay.
With their forces swelling daily in both numbers and divine presence, these three clans would inevitably fall to us, unless they found some powerful external aid.
That was obvious to anyone with even a passing glance.
"Your Majesty, your wisdom is unmatched."
"I have considered this point, but after cross-referencing the intelligence we've gathered and analyzing the enemy's racial troop deployments, I believe the two surrender documents sent by the Rojava and Tianqian clans are genuine."
"As to why the Rojava and Tianqian clans would not choose to unite with the other two clans in resisting us, my speculation is that they have been intimidated by our string of unbroken victories."
"Especially today's battle—perhaps it has finally made them realize just how formidable we are. They may now believe that even united, they cannot stand against us. That is why they have chosen to surrender without fighting."
Wu Tu speculated.
Zhou Zhou nodded thoughtfully, then smiled, "So, if we march into the territories of these three clans tomorrow, only the Yin Gui clan will truly fight against us, while the Rojava and Tianqian clans will instead assist us within the enemy ranks, helping us fight the Yin Gui clan."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wu Tu also smiled.
Zhou Zhou shook his head in amazement.
How unfortunate for the Yin Gui clan.
Two reliable allies—both Iron Wolves.
But this is precisely the advantage of strength and proven victories.
No battle needed—enemies had already fled at the sight of it.
"Then let us proceed that way."
"And let us not allow these two tribes to mistrust one another. Inform the Raksha and Tianqian tribes that the other has secretly surrendered to us. Encourage them to cooperate tomorrow and secure the defeat of the Yin Gui clan with minimal losses."
Zhou Zhou issued the order.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Wu Tu bowed respectfully, then added after a moment's thought, "Your Majesty, why not use the fact that these two tribes have surrendered to threaten the Yin Gui clan into also surrendering?"
"If the leader of the Yin Gui clan learns that their ally is no longer trustworthy, and if they themselves cannot stand against us, wouldn't they abandon the fight?"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou nodded slightly. "You're right—this could very well work. But they might also, in their despair, have their strongest members simply abandon the clan and flee on their own, hoping to rebuild one day. That’s entirely possible."
"Since we already have a path to victory, let us simply follow it. No need to overthink or create complications."
"And moreover, we have too many new recruits now, and they too need war and slaughter to nourish their growth."
"We can't simply keep the new recruits stuck in the Black Iron tier."
Wu Tu suddenly understood, bowing respectfully, "The servant understands."
"Besides this intelligence, the servant also has two further pieces of news to report to the Emperor."
"The first concerns the latest developments in the war between the Elf Empire and the Ogrin Theocracy."
"The first battle of the Elf Empire and the Ogrin Theocracy—the Montian Relay Campaign—has finally been won by the Elf Empire, after suffering the loss of hundreds of billions of soldiers, over thirty of their divine beings, and the injury of their mother goddess, Xijie. They have now seized the border city of the Ogrin Theocracy."
"The Elf Empire shows no intention of halting their advance; instead, they are pressing deeper into the Ogrin heartlands. It seems they intend to achieve a swift victory, seizing the Ogrin Theocracy before it can fully react."
Wu Tu spoke respectfully.
Zhou Zhou raised an eyebrow.
The first battle of the divine succession war between the Elf Empire and the Ogrin Theocracy—had actually been won.
Though the cost was steep, it carried an incalculable boost to the morale of the Elven Empire.
After all, during the War of Sovereignty, the imperial-level warlords vying for power bore the heaviest burdens—facing not mere imperial forces, but genuine divine-level warlord factions, while themselves remaining at the imperial level, a chasm of disparity. From the moment the conflict began, their morale would inevitably be crushed by this stark reality.
Now, however, things had changed.
With their first battle won, the soldiers and deities of the Elven Empire no longer perceived the divine forces before them as invincible. Should war resume, their sense of pressure would be significantly eased, allowing them to unleash their full potential and thereby enhancing their chances of victory in the War of Sovereignty.
"Mother of the Elves—Xijets?"
Zhou Zhou stared at the projected intelligence before him, at the profile of this newly emerged true god, his eyes widening in astonishment.
"Is this Mother of the Elves, Xijets, the true god evolved from the Elven Mother Tree of the Elven Empire?"
Zhou Zhou was stunned.
He naturally remembered the great elven mother tree in the capital of the Elven Empire—a towering, resplendent being that overshadowed the heavens.
No one who first laid eyes upon that majestic elven mother tree could ever forget it.
Yet, who would have thought that this elven mother tree had suddenly ascended to the rank of True God?
"How could this elven mother tree have suddenly become a True God?"
Zhou Zhou's mind stirred with bewilderment.
The last time he had sent a seed of spiritual cultivation to the capital of the Elven Empire, he had witnessed the elven mother tree firsthand. At that time, though the tree already stood at the level of upper divine beings, it showed no signs of ascending to the rank of True God.
In his judgment, as one with unparalleled insight, he believed that the elven mother tree would require at least ten thousand more years of cultivation to reach the status of a True God—only a possibility, not a certainty.
And now, suddenly, it had ascended?
Zhou Zhou possessed numerous elite bloodline inheritances. He trusted his own perception and judgment deeply.
Suddenly.
He thought of something.
"Seed of the Spirit Stone..."
"Could it be that Octavia's reason for repairing the Seed of the Spirit Stone is to use it—through some means—to assist the Spirit Mother Tree in ascending to the rank of True God?"
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