Chapter 463: Claver's Reunion

Just when Mu Peng was depressed because it was difficult to find the enemy, the target of her revenge was in a state of anxiety.

Also in the buffer zone between the inner and outer circles of the cradle, two new generation gods from the Kosa family of the Longwa Empire were arguing fiercely.

"Claver, you are in a hurry to ask me for help."

"I rushed here because we are both direct descendants, but you are afraid to fight. Are you kidding me?"

Moller has always had a hot temper and almost pointed at Claver's nose and scolded him.

And Claver looked at him coldly, with contempt and disdain hidden in the depths of his eyes.

As a high-ranking noble of the Longwa Empire, the Kosa family is not prosperous and has a rare bloodline.

The resource support for the younger generation in the family is naturally quite generous.

So even if the talent is poor, it will not completely give up training, and the basic resources that should be given have never been lacking.

In theory, the atmosphere in the family should be more harmonious and the competition should not be so fierce.

But the reality is just the opposite. The few direct descendants mean that the position of family heir is easier to obtain.

Anyone with a little ambition will not give up this position.

For this reason, the internal fighting of the Kosa family is even more brutal than other families of the same level, and it is not uncommon to stab competitors in the back.

Although Clever also has ambitions for this position.

However, the core dependents he awakened are neither powerful nor the inherited dependents of the family.

Instead, they are mainland goods such as lizardmen.

After he paid a considerable price, although the core dependents were able to leap forward in the bloodline of the whole family.

But Clever had long been classified by the family as a younger generation with limited potential.

He could only enjoy the most basic family ordinary resource allocation, but could not apply for the top resource quota.

This undoubtedly excluded him from the consideration of the heir.

Clever, who was despised and ridiculed by his brothers in the family, had to endure it for a long time even if he was extremely unwilling.

For many years, he has been watching the cruel internal struggles of these guys in the family like an outsider, while quietly developing his own divine domain and followers.

He always believes that compared with those insidious means that are not worthy of being on the stage, one's own strength is the hard truth.

It is not impossible for him to be the one who laughs last after these guys fight to the death.

Therefore, the top priority is to accumulate strength. Even if the starting point of the followers is relatively low, as long as more resources are used for careful cultivation.

If he can do the overall bloodline leap of the followers for the first time, he can do it for the second and third time...

"Moller, I reiterate that I have never asked you for help, but a cooperative relationship."

"I advised you not to let the follower fleet rashly break into the opponent's control area."

"This is all your own decision, isn't it?"

Although Clever is forbearing, he can't let others break into his divine domain and run to the central temple to point at his nose and spit wildly.

Those who are too cowardly have long been secretly eliminated by the brothers in the family.

Cleaver was actually full of disdain for the arrogant Morr.

But compared to other brothers in the tribe, this hot-tempered donkey was already the best collaborator.

At least, a straightforward and reckless man is much easier to deal with than a guy who is good at conspiracy.

More than half a year ago, Cleaver's family fleet searched for scattered high-level fragments of the ownerless divine domain in the upper reaches of this void ocean current.

This batch of ownerless divine domain fragments not only contains a large number of high-level resources, but it can also be clearly seen that the fragments come from very similar different divine domains.

Cleaver reasonably inferred that this is most likely the product of the collapse of the divine domain after several gods with similar development died together.

Then it was thrown out from the void wellhead and drifted along this void ocean current.

Cleaver's family fleet expanded the search range along the way in the void ocean current and found that the area further downstream was full of Mu Peng's fungus blanket farms.

Cleveland naturally didn't know Mu Peng, but he was deeply impressed by the fungal blanket.

Many years ago, one of his clan's main fleets ran into a fleet covered with this kind of fungal blanket.

That time, his main fleet was completely wiped out, and even the heroic clan commander who served as the fleet commander was unable to escape.

Although this loss was not a serious injury to Cleveland, it was still painful.

In fact, he had tried to retaliate after the war.

But after continuously sending out elite reconnaissance teams to conduct large-scale searches and long-term spying, he was shocked by the results.

Those warships with strange shapes spread fungal blankets everywhere in the void, madly expanding their control range.

For this reason, Cleveland also sent out a clan fleet, and after sneaking into a barren fragment of the divine domain covered with fungal blankets, they got a lot of living samples for research.

Unfortunately, these strange fungi, in addition to madly eating everything around them, were completely out of control in his hands, and it was quite troublesome to deal with them after they spread.

In desperation, Claver had to give up the exploration.

He moved his family fleet and asked them to stay away from that area as much as possible.

But he never expected that he would still encounter it again after avoiding it so far.

Claver was completely numb!

Damn, this place is half a cradle away from that area!

What made him even more confused was that these strange fungi actually showed a terrifying attack ability that he had never seen before.

There was no warning, seemingly endless bombardment of ultra-long-range high-energy rays.

The highest energy level it erupted was no less than the main gun of a large battleship.

As soon as one of Claver's family fleets encountered it, it was caught off guard and was caught off guard, resulting in heavy losses.

Claver, who is good at forbearance, always assesses the situation and rarely engages in disputes of will.

If he could, he would give in again, just like before.

If you can't afford to offend, can you still afford to hide?

But this time, he really couldn't bear it.

It is suspected that a large number of similar divine realms were broken into pieces, and the extremely valuable fragments of the divine realm are scattered in this void ocean current.

Maybe there are some top-notch resources that are valuable but not marketable.

As long as he is given enough time, he can mobilize all the family fleets and conduct a large-scale search in this void ocean current.

Even if there are no top-level resources, extremely generous salvage profits are completely expected.

Under this situation, instead of retreating this time, Clever tried every means to curb the opponent's expansion speed.

Otherwise, once the descendants of that despicable humanoid god also search for high-level divine domain fragments here, things will become troublesome.

But his strength alone is not enough to quickly complete the search of a large void while containing the opponent.

In the end, Claver hesitated and sent a message to Morell, seeking his cooperation.

As long as he cooperates with Morel's family fleet, he will continue to harass the opponent's forward base and family fleet.

This can delay the opponent's expansion and buy enough time for the search and salvage of our own fleet.

Who would have thought that Morell would be so stubborn.

He insisted on repeatedly confronting the opponent head-on, and even sent out his dependent fleet several times to break into the opponent's well-established control area on a large scale.

Naturally, he hit his head and was bleeding.

Although the several fleets dispatched by Morell destroyed many of the enemy's forward bases, their own battle losses were also not low.

Clever felt heartbroken for him!

Just like that, how dare you come uninvited and point at his nose and scold him for being cowardly?

They even proposed to let the two of them bring the Divine Realm over and forcibly wipe out the opponent's control area.

Thulellum!

Except for the brainless young chicks who have never been beaten by reality, or the large and powerful teams.

Which god in his right mind would easily drive his divine domain into the inner circle of the cradle?

Are you afraid that you won’t be ostentatious enough and die quickly enough?

Anyone who finds the enemy's lone God's Domain in the inner circle of the cradle is like a hungry wolf who has discovered fat.

Countless family fleets must have green lights in their eyes and swarm over.

Resources are precious, and the price of God’s Domain is even higher!

Why don’t I go crazy with you?

Clever didn't want to pay attention to this idiot at all, and directly expelled Morel's god spirit body to the void outside the divine domain.

Don't speculate, everyone takes what they need.

Anyway, the original purpose of seeking cooperation from him has been basically achieved.

The enemy's expansion speed has also stopped, and there are even faint signs of beginning to shrink.

Now the right way is to speed up the search for the fragments of the God's Domain.

Anyway, as agreed before, whoever gets the resources will get it.

However, Clover didn't notice.

After Morell was expelled from the God's Domain, there was a deep sneer hidden in his furious expression.

After returning to his own divine domain, Morel immediately sent the coordinates to the followers he had secretly recruited for many years.

"Tsk, tsk, I'm not hooked, but it doesn't matter."

"Just collect resources for me. Anyway, all your dependent fleets will be destroyed this time, and all the resources you find are mine."

"You still want to accumulate strength secretly so that you can sit on the mountain and watch tigers fight. Do you really think you are watching monkeys playing tricks?"

The eyelids on Morel's rough face were slightly narrowed, and there was a bit of cold light.