Chapter 1299: Chapter 1299

The elite colonel of the Flame Snake Civilization, Lawrence, saw a large black bull crouching with its hands over its head and couldn’t help but smile wryly, "General Black Bull, didn’t expect to meet you here... Life is full of uncertainties; I thought we would have a duel."

The large black bull snorted heavily with a defiant look, "We... we still have a trump card! Once it’s played, the heavens will fall and the earth will crack!"

"We also have some trump cards, but even if we play them, it doesn’t mean much." Lawrence twisted his body and glanced at his unconscious companion.

Human medical personnel moved forward and took them to the infirmary.

"These humans... have an extraordinary demeanor."

Then he raised his head and locked eyes with that Mirage Dragon.

The mountain-like enormous anomaly disdainfully exhaled cold air from its mouth, almost freezing them stiff.

Lawrence, being a shrewd person, immediately sensed that the Mirage Cloud Dragon didn’t seem to have much malice, at least it wouldn’t eat them, so he breathed a sigh of relief and even asked with interest, "Your Excellency, do you... possess wisdom?"

The Mirage Dragon glanced at him askew, thinking how ignorant he was; even these high-level insect races have wisdom, why wouldn’t I?

I even have a girlfriend!

"Big Golden." Old Cat instructed.

Big Golden understood, immediately exhaled a breath of frost, and created a transparent ice house to enclose all the captives.

Subsequently, a small white dragon, about a meter in thickness, flew over leisurely with a timid appearance, but wagged its head and tail as it flew onto the head of the Mirage Dragon.

The Mirage Dragon proudly raised its head.

See, I am now a dragon with a wife.

This scene left Black Bull and the Snake-man speechless.

What’s the deal with that cat-person? Is it a leader? What kind of ghost is this?

Lawrence murmured, "Two Spirits, could it be that they have mastered anomaly cultivation technology? Demons are absolutely non-reproducible; it’s the rule of Pangu Continent, but Spirits..."

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As the lower anomaly of Demons, Spirits actually derive from a kind of extension of Demons, naturally born Spirits are extremely rare.

Under such circumstances, what virtue does a civilization have to encounter two of the same type of Spirits?

Yet now, humans have two Spirits!

Actually, upon seeing the little white dragon, scientists on the Green Grass City side were also stunned.

In their minds, the Little Mirage Dragon had always been training in the Northern Territory, occasionally revealing itself; growing to such a size was within their comprehension.

However, this little white dragon really appeared for the first time; it was abducted from the wild by the Little Mirage Dragon!

With this, professors like Lu Tiantian were overjoyed. The first thing that came to their minds was the mass breeding of Spirits. Not to mention one for each person, a hundred Mirage Cloud Dragons—imagine the massive combat power?

How much could the quantity of armor developed based on dragon scales be increased?

What output could Extraordinary Plants cultivated from dragon blood bring?

A little white dragon simply sparked infinite imagination!

"Hurry up and reproduce!"

The little white dragon shivered at their direct stares, quickly hiding behind Big Golden.

"Everyone, show kindness to our captives; there’s no need to make it difficult for them." Old Cat spoke solemnly, "Now, let’s invite our compatriots and these two civilizations for multilateral negotiations."

At this moment, a subtle black light emitted from one of the Red Bull Alliance’s ships.

This black light was very similar to the black field before but purer and more penetrating. Even in the mothership "Kunlun Mountain," its vast pressure could still be felt, as if sinking into a bottomless ocean, making it hard to breathe, impossible to think, with panic continuously welling from deep within.

"Ghost-level field... they have a Ghost as a trump card!!"

The captive large black bull, upon sensing this field, immediately perked up, shouting excitedly, "Haha, this is the deepest foundation of my alliance!"

"Even if you are a Fourth-level Civilization, or even a Level 5 Civilization, wanting to oppress my alliance, you are not qualified! I won’t hide it from you, a Ghost-level anomaly! My civilization can control a Ghost!"

Lawrence was somewhat speechless, just quietly staying on the ground, feeling the field’s strength, staring blankly at the sky, "Is my Flame Snake Civilization the weakest of the three forces?"

What big plans, just an empty fart!

Even this elite colonel, for the time being, feels...

Yes, the Red Bull Alliance had finally brought out the Cow Ghost!

A corner of the shroud covering it was lifted, and two scarlet eyes aimed at humanity’s direction!

A shroud of darkness rapidly surged forth, like a wave of black gas, even blocking the sun about to set behind the mountain, turning it grayish.

The Minotaurs, deeply entrenched in it, were somewhat panicked but extremely confident, each loudly cheering "Ancestor’s Glory!"

And the Green Bull Council President, through a special loudspeaker, loudly announced, "Humans of the Eighteen Civilizations, we are the Red Bull Alliance!"

"Our Green Bull race is an important component of the Red Bull Alliance, having escaped from Pangu Continent epochs ago."

"Our alliance controls the Ghost-level anomaly Cow Ghost, possessing extremely high combat power."

"May I humbly ask, does our alliance have the qualifications for equal exchange with your civilization?"

The subtext of this sentence is simple: We are a Second Generation Civilization, and we still have trump cards, so show us some respect!