Doragon's last desperate charge still had an effect.
Especially when they saw the ten thousand soldiers, transformed by human alchemy, and countless ferocious monster legions, they actually pushed through the Redstone Cannon and broke through the Iron Golem army.
No matter what the Elven Kingdom thought, the other nations secretly watching, who had just been happy for a short while, had their emotions plummet to rock bottom again.
Doragon was still fighting!
Doragon still had trump cards!
Perhaps they were fragile and vulnerable in front of the Elven Kingdom, but Doragon was not weak; it was just that the Elven Kingdom was too strong.
The Elven Kingdom could deal with Doragon's magic alchemy technology, but they could not!
This battle, meant to kill a chicken to scare the monkeys, although Doragon was utterly defeated, still had some effect.
Every member of the Speechless Unit had been transformed into a Lv40 warrior, and it even seemed they had a collective consciousness network, which was a genuine 'myriad hearts as one'.
These ten thousand people could easily wear down top powerhouses like Lop and his companions.
Honestly, if such an army appeared on the battlefield, could they resist it like the Elven Kingdom?
And who dared to say that this was Doragon's entire hand of trump cards?
Dark clouds once again hung over the heads of the various nations, but for the Elven Kingdom... it was still useless.
Just as the first wave of the Speechless Unit and the monster legions were about to charge into the Elven Kingdom's military formation,
the platforms quietly constructed in the sky began to exert their power.
Large quantities of alchemical potions were scattered, and various enchanted arrows rained down from above in a volley.
After one round of attacks, that batch of the Speechless Unit, which had just brought some hope to Chris, instantly lost over three thousand people.
Chris looked up, bewildered, at the dozens of giant platforms almost level with the sun.
"What... what exactly is this?!"
"Elven Kingdom... what exactly have you obtained?!"
Floating Fortress.
The Magic Dynasty's patented technology, with which the Magic Dynasty's Midgard Magic Academy, which never landed, became famous across the continent for thousands of years.
Chris's confusion had not yet been answered when, the next second, he saw a massive amount of water pouring down from the floating platforms in the sky from all directions.
The water seemed to defy all laws, falling slowly and strangely, yet appearing endless.
In ten minutes, the battlefield turned into a vast ocean.
Doragon's remnants were completely trapped in the artificial lake.
And Chris's true despair set in the moment the Redstone Cannons mounted on those platforms fired.
"It's over..."
Far behind, Su Lin, looking through binoculars, sighed with a hint of melancholy.
If Doragon had acted a few days earlier, it wouldn't have come to this, but alas, it was one step too late... The Elven Kingdom had set up its mob grinder and villager trading center; even if it was just a basic redstone current system, obtaining resources was as easy as picking up money in a sack.
The wisdom of the Elven Kingdom was completely unleashed in the MC Dungeon.
Chris was born at the wrong time.
"Let's do it."
Hilulele waved her hand, looking uninspired.
Beside her were three thousand elite soldiers, already equipped with enchanted iron armor and having consumed large quantities of alchemical potions.
"Leave no one alive."
She said they would all be turned into 'Golden Kela' (a fictional fertilizer), so not a single one could be spared!
This was Her Majesty the Queen's promise of a thousand gold.
The final slaughter began.
As the elite Elves, armed to the teeth, moved out, the roll call of death began.
Elven archers on the sky platforms also watched the battlefield; if an Elf was injured, they received a healing arrow; if an Elf was in danger, the enemy received an instant damage arrow.
Wherever many people gathered, they advanced through the air by placing blocks, casually dropping TNT and splash alchemical potions.
This was a one-sided massacre; Doragon's army, trapped in the lake, found movement very difficult, while the Elven Kingdom's soldiers could all continuously teleport.
Moreover, thanks to the absurd defense of their enchanted iron armor and potion healing, they did not lose any health.
This war was already meaningless.
The gazes from the sky had already shifted from Doragon to the Elven Kingdom.
In this battle, what the Elven Kingdom displayed truly shocked the entire world.
Was this still the Elven Kingdom that advocated unity with nature and resisted magic alchemy technology?
So, you were condemning it verbally, but secretly catching up on your own!
They were very curious why the Elven Kingdom had undergone such a change, but the Elven Kingdom was not Doragon after all, and Lop and his companions did not want Su Lin to be exposed so quickly.
As soon as those gazes shifted, countless elders wielded their staffs and cursed loudly, and various super-tier spells brutally shattered all lines of sight.
The signal of the Elven Kingdom's rise had already spread across the Aetheram Continent; since that was the case, they no longer wanted to be watched.
"No matter how many times I see it, I can't help but be shocked... The MC Dungeon is truly amazing."
Hilulele looked at the battlefield, which was already in its final stages, with a hint of melancholy.
She still felt it was somewhat unreal; it had only been less than a month since they started developing in the MC Dungeon... "Anyway, thank you, Su Lin. Although your character is terrible, you're still quite decent."
"...When giving praise, there's no need to use belittling remarks first."
"Both of those statements are true!"
Su Lin raised an eyebrow.
"Is that so? You may be big-chested and brainless, but you're quite honest."
"...Your compliments are so unpleasant!"
"Both of those statements are true."
Hilulele gave up arguing with Su Lin; she was truly no match for him.
His mouth had been trained to the point where he could perfectly cast the super-tier spell "Passive Aggression."
"I really didn't expect Doragon to have such a trump card."
Beixi chuckled, changing the subject.
"Human alchemy and monster taming technology... truly remarkable humans. It seems we have a direction for our war reparations later."
"Grandma Beixi, you wouldn't want human alchemy, would you?"
Hilulele was greatly alarmed and made a big 'X' with her arms.
"No, no! Absolutely not! The Elf Race is already small in population, and I will never allow such a heinous technology to appear in the Elven Kingdom!"
"Where did you get that idea?"
Beixi was a little helpless.
"Hilulele, do you really see Grandma as such an inhumane person?"
"..."
In the silence, Beixi's face faltered a bit.
"With all due respect..."
Su Lin leaned over and smiled subtly.
"Judging from Ms. Beixi's healing magic philosophy of 'to heal the world, one must first bring destruction,' you are indeed not an Elf who respects human rights."
"I swear on the Ancient Elven Tree, I truly never thought that!"
"Grandma Beixi, I'll believe you if you swear on all the ancestors of the Elven Kingdom!"
"Then forget it."
Beixi, who readily changed her mind, felt a little blush at the scornful looks from everyone.
She cleared her throat and mumbled:
"Actually, I was thinking... taking advantage of their defeat to directly have Doragon send us hundreds of thousands of slaves, then wouldn't human alchemy have the initial resources?"
This shocking terrorist statement truly startled Su Lin and the others.
Su Lin quietly distanced himself from Beixi.
The Elven Kingdom's number one terrorist was none other than Beixi.
Suddenly, Aelita cautiously asked another question.
"Um... am I the only one who thinks Grandma Beixi makes sense?"
"..."
The Elven Kingdom's second terrorist, Aelita, was undoubtedly it!
"Ms. Beixi, please respect the Aetheram Continent's human rights protection laws."
"If that kind of thing were useful, the profession of slavery would have been abolished long ago! It's a piece of waste paper to fool idiots, and only an old fool like you would believe it."
The joy of victory was instantly dispelled by Beixi, and Lop felt a bit depressed, turning to look at Hilulele again.
"Your Majesty, do you really intend to kill all of Doragon's soldiers?"
"Of course!"
Hilulele said with a serious expression.
"As a queen, one must keep one's word! Besides, they launched the war of aggression, so even if they are all killed, it is only right!"
Lop could not refute, as from his personal perspective, he also very much wanted to eliminate all of Doragon's soldiers.
It was just... "Sometimes, deterrence is far more effective than repeated wars."
Su Lin's light words immediately earned Lop's complete approval.
This was what he also wanted to say, but if he said it, he would most likely be ganged up on by Hilulele, Aelita, and the three generations of Beixi.
"Su Lin, do you mean to let some of them go?"
Aelita looked at Su Lin with some displeasure.
"These guys invaded our country, occupied our land, destroyed our forests, oppressed our people... you want us to let a group go, just for a negligible deterrent?"
"Killing them all, couldn't that also serve as a deterrent?"
Su Lin smiled and shook his head.
The Aetheram Continent's war philosophy was still somewhat backward.
Especially compared to Su Lin, who had the ancestral 'war and farming' genes flowing through him.
He was about to give a lesson.
"If you kill all these soldiers, you can only deter the high-ranking officials of various countries. Doragon certainly won't let ordinary citizens know the specific details of the war."
"Ordinary citizens will only know that they lost the war, not the details. Perhaps there will be fear, but for them, it will be more hatred."
"But what if you let them go?"
Under the thoughtful gazes of Aelita and the others, Su Lin seemed to gradually transform into a demon.
"Soldiers who are scared out of their wits will suffer from PTSD; Doragon cannot ignore them and will need to spend money to resettle them. These soldiers will live in fear for the rest of their lives, and the Elven Kingdom will become their lifelong nightmare."
"Not only that, but when they return, they will also spread this information throughout Doragon's lower echelons. Their fear and despair when mentioning the Elven Kingdom will be the greatest deterrent to all citizens of a country."
With that, Su Lin slowly turned his head, looking at Beixi and the others with their eyes gleaming, and grinned.
"War is not something that a country's high-ranking officials can decide on a whim; war originates from every citizen of a country."
"If you can make every citizen of Doragon fear the Elven Kingdom, Doragon... will be within your grasp!"
Boom!
Hilulele and the two others felt as if their meridians had been opened.
They had never imagined that war could be fought this way. Compared to Su Lin's seemingly saintly but actually vicious psychological warfare, they were practically raw recruits.
"I really didn't expect it!"
Aelita looked at Su Lin with a surprised expression.
"You, a guy naturally good at sneaking away and escaping, can actually say such reasonable war experience?"
"...I told you, there's no need to belittle first when giving praise, you idiot!"
"That's not important!"
Aelita's eyes were filled with determination and a thirst for knowledge.
"Su Lin, I want to learn how to fight from you!"