Why can't humans do it too?

Or is it that the sea has been divided?

These were the last thoughts Lenny could retain before he fell into a complete coma.

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The feeling after waking up was not pleasant. At least for Lennie and the other three, they would rather have remained unconscious, at least then they wouldn't be in so much pain.

My head was throbbing so badly it felt like it was going to explode at any moment. The dizziness wouldn't go away even if I lay flat on the ground. Even opening my eyes made me feel nauseous because of the dim light. Although the nausea didn't disappear when I closed my eyes, it did make me feel a little better. As for the physical pain, there was no need to say more.

Unfortunately, this escapist idea failed because of the kindness of a certain mech.

"Do I need to take more medicine?"

"What Xin Ke made...is very useful..."

The timid voice of Shubi, a machine race—no, a familiar voice to human warriors—still echoed in the ears of Lennie and the others. Without a doubt, it was this machine race girl who had rescued them from the heavy seawater at the most critical moment.

Of course, creating a spatial passage to bring Lennie and the others over for the fastest rescue and evacuation was a necessary choice. The only problem was that, for the fragile human body, even though Shubi had done her best to add protective measures for Lennie and the others, the oppressive feeling of traversing space still seemed a bit too much for humans.

Incidentally, the highly difficult skill of traversing space is not a skill possessed by the Machine Race. The reason why Shubi knows this move is that she secretly learned it when that Winged Race casually used this move before Jibril left the settlement and never returned.

Regardless of how important this move learned by the machine girl was in Sull's subsequent plans, at least for now, the lives of Lennie and the others were indeed saved because of this move.

"No, cough cough cough ugh! No, no need, Shubi," unable to hold back his dry heaving, Lenny, as the team leader, managed to utter a complete sentence, unlike the others who couldn't even speak. "Thank you so much for saving us in that situation, but we don't need the medicine, we really can't eat anymore..."

In fact, as soon as Hughie led Lennie and the others to safety, she immediately took out a medicine that was said to be specially made by Shinko, which was used on the battlefield and could treat most discomfort symptoms, and forced it down Lennie's throat. So much so that even though Lennie didn't vomit anything, he could still smell the medicine in his nose.

"How's the plan going? Did we succeed?" To prevent the Mecha girl from making any potentially fatal mistakes due to her straightforwardness, Lennie quickly asked.

Chapter 242 A Small Victory

It wasn't just a simple attempt to change the subject. Not only Lenny, but the other three also struggled to get up from the ground after hearing the question, swaying as they searched for the direction they had fled in.

Compared to their own insignificant lives, what terrifies them more is the failure of their plans. Furthermore, after putting in so much effort and time, it's always disheartening not to get the desired reward.

Fortunately, victory is not yet out of their reach.

"Ah, it worked!" Having not yet mastered such a sophisticated technique as deliberately building suspense, Shubi nodded seriously in response. In order to allow these people, who even had difficulty walking, to see the beautiful scenery that had appeared thanks to her efforts, Shubi raised her finger and tapped it a few times. Then, Lennie and the others found themselves floating up, all the way to the edge of the cliff where they were.

A familiar blue ocean appeared at the edge of the horizon. The existence of elves, which should not have been visible to human eyes, was now barely perceptible, like a burning blue flame that did not ignite anything around it.

The former capital of the orc race, Wuyan, is now almost completely destroyed. Apart from a few buildings that were clearly reinforced at the beginning of their construction, most of the houses have collapsed in a fan shape in the same direction, undoubtedly a result of the shock wave. Even the few buildings that are still relatively intact are full of holes and look like they are about to collapse.

"So... is that all?" Before the exhaustion could fully set in, Lenny said with a sigh of relief, "And the fragment... was that fragment retrieved?"

Suddenly remembering this crucial question, Lennie quickly turned to Hugh and asked.

"Hmm," the cyborg girl nodded, raising her hand and holding it up, a small white fragment floating in her palm. "But... it's gotten smaller again..."

“Well, there’s no way around it, it’s just the wear and tear,” Lennie said with a smile to the somewhat troubled cyborg girl beside him, rubbing his temples. “Let’s not worry about these things too much, let Sul and Riku worry about them, haha.”

"Hmm," having roughly understood what Lenny meant by the joke, Shubi slightly raised the corners of her mouth as if she smiled, then flipped her hand to hide the fragment.

"It's good that it succeeded... Anyway, it's good that it succeeded..." Lennie muttered to himself as he looked once again at the distant ocean of elves. Then he chuckled and said, "Looks like those vampires left in Wuyan are also in trouble. Pfft, this should ease Miss Xinke's worries a bit, right?"

Staring intently at the end of his vision, as if admiring a beautiful scene he had created himself, Lenny's eyes had turned golden at that moment.

"Ah, yes... thank you."

he said softly.

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What Lennie and his team are doing is exactly what humanity has been repeating endlessly for the past few years.

On the one hand, the population of the settlements continued to grow, and on the other hand, a large number of humans were constantly sent out to explore places that naturally existed with a significantly higher concentration of elves than other places. In other words, they were looking for important nodes in the world where the elf corridors appeared.

Even the marine species were of great help during this process. Especially after killing the demon species together with Suer, Jasmine, as the queen of the marine species, was obviously extremely happy. She even considered that her initial decision to regard Suer as an ally was the right one. To be honest, finding those nodes in the vast ocean was entirely thanks to the marine species. The only problem was how to guide these playful and lazy creatures to avoid them running off to do other things halfway through while ensuring their safety. This also required a lot of thought from the humans sent by Suer. Fortunately, the problem was eventually solved satisfactorily.

While maintaining meticulous exploration, it is even more important to make use of these key nodes. In order to achieve the ultimate goal, Sull needs a large number of the elven ocean that Krilattini created before his death to appear on the entire planet.

To achieve this, Shinko's influence on the Forest Spirit Alliance and the existence of Shubi become particularly important factors. In fact, in terms of efficiency, Shubi can play a far greater role than Shinko.

Everything is inseparable from the racial characteristics of the Machine Race. Over the long years, she has almost copied the attack methods of all other races. Even though she cannot completely reproduce them because she only has one set of computing power, it is still no problem for her to imitate the kind of attack that is unique to other races.

Furthermore, since Shubi had already copied Jibril's space-traveling magic, the final result was as if an invisible ghost was traversing this continent. Because Shinko was secretly influencing the movements of the Forest Elf Alliance, Shubi traveled more between the Skywing and Goblin Alliances.

Today, we'll mimic the attacks of the goblins or giants to launch a sneak attack on the winged race. Even if we miss, we'll slip away after the attack is launched. Tomorrow, we'll mimic the attacks of the winged race to launch a sneak attack on the goblin alliance. We'll keep these small provocations at a level that neither side can tolerate and will break into a decisive battle. Most importantly, we'll guide the small-scale skirmishes caused by these actions to the locations of the nodes that have been scouted and identified in advance.

Those nodes had already been sent into the core left behind by Krilattini after her death. When the forces of both sides converged at that point, the power generated by their collision, combined with the special properties of the power of the deceased fantasy species, would directly pierce through the thin membrane of rules, allowing some projections of the Elf Corridor to appear in this world.

All of this was done in an extremely secretive and natural manner. Neither side in the battle would notice anything unusual. They would only feel that after a long war, this planet had finally undergone a new change, and that the ocean of elves was merely a result of the collision between themselves and their enemies, a further destruction of this already shattered world. There was absolutely no need to be wary of it. In fact, many people with refined tastes would even stop to admire these wonders that were born from their own power.

And this is exactly the scene that Suer wanted to see.

At least until the next phase of the plan begins, he must not let these guys realize that there is another force lurking around.

Chapter 243 Forest Elf Blitzkrieg Goblin

The steel city, covered in metallic hues, is only a few steps away, with gray rocks on the other side of the horizon. Yet, a clear dividing line separates them, completely isolating the world beneath their feet, which seems to tremble slightly with the movement of machinery and the eruption of furnaces. This is one of the goblin cities located on the surface of the earth.

Gray fur balls occasionally flew through the air, and from the few words they occasionally uttered, one could only glean trivial matters about the lives and forging work of the goblins, without any important information—at least, these elite humans who had diligently studied the goblin language found nothing of importance when they compared their conversations with each other.

Huddled in the gaps of this steel building, the two were patiently waiting for the right opportunity.

“Speaking of which, that’s getting smaller and smaller… Lennie,” Credo whispered, leaning closer to Lennie’s ear.

“…After all, we’ve used it so many times already…Be quiet, don’t talk,” Lennie said, forcing the words out between his teeth as he pressed Credo’s head back down.

Lennie was somewhat exasperated by Credo's impatience. After all, according to the rules, they should remain absolutely silent at this time and communicate only with gestures... This kid's two children are so big, yet he still acts like a child, so impulsive and restless.

The "thing" they were referring to was the core of the Krilati, a fantasy species. Each use would consume a portion of it, and after being used so many times as an important material to guide the Sea of ​​Spirits, the core had now dwindled to almost nothing, small enough to fit in a pocket.

According to Xinke and the God of Suspicion, it could only be used once more at most. However, compared to this expected event, what made Leni extremely nervous at the moment was something that Suer had reminded him of privately before the departure.

Compared to the other races, Sull wondered if Ronnie, who had once met his and Sinko's team, would install devices in the goblin cities to detect the activities of non-elven flesh and blood because of his existence.

Sull actually believed what the forging god Okan had said, and believed that He wouldn't reveal any information to Ronnie. After thinking it over, he hadn't shown any special abilities in front of Ronnie. At most, he had only said something that the goblin agreed with, so... it shouldn't be, right?

Thinking about it carefully, so far there has been no news from the Goblin Alliance about humans. Neither the Fantasy Race nor the Goblin Race has noticed these little insects like humans.

This could not be confirmed, but the plan could not be halted by fear, so Sull could only tell Lennie, as the leader, to be extra careful.

Get ready, they're almost here.

Sull's voice suddenly rang in Lennie's mind, causing the man to tense up abruptly and quickly extend his hand in a gesture. In an instant, both he and Credo became alert, trying their best to hide themselves in the shadows.

hum-

The enormous sound seemed to strike directly at the body, making every hair on the skin tremble and causing an unbearable itch. However, no one dared to scratch it. For the goblin race, this was undoubtedly the highest level of alarm, and the long buzzing sound quickly stopped.

To be honest, before the alarm actually sounded, Lennie and his companion never believed that there could be so many goblin species in this city that seemed to only have one layer above the ground. Like a demon species with its mouth wide open, the entire steel city opened its stomach, and several airships shot out directly from the wide-open hole.

Lennie felt as if a rain of gray fur balls was falling in his vision, but this rain was falling from the ground to the sky. The gray fur balls and the female goblins whose skin was clearly visible despite their sparse fur were ejected like fine raindrops as the airship sailed into the sky and landed inside the ship.

The airship neither stopped nor waited, and the goblins did not exchange any extra words with each other. They were like extremely precise machines, smoothly and perfectly assembled together, a sight to behold that was a delightful performance.

Click.

Suddenly, as Lenny and his companion experienced a near-cardiac arrest, they realized that the steel floor beneath them was tilting—the entire building was tilting!

Like an open cardboard box lid, the side where Lenny and his companion were located, along with the steel structure above, opened outwards. The steep angle made it impossible for them to maintain a flat, prone position. They rolled into a heap like collapsing building blocks, yet they supported each other out of fear of being discovered, their limbs twisting and pressing against the overturned iron wall to prevent making too much noise.

Neither of them dared to breathe. In a wave of heat that engulfed their bodies, a massive airship flew out of the gaping steel maw. The enormous hull roared for several seconds before finally flying away. The menacing cannons, the dim lights flashing orange, and the unparalleled sense of oppression—the goblin hordes flying through the air and falling into it, their densely packed forms even completely covering the crimson sky—made Lennie feel as if he had suddenly arrived in a lightless underground world.

He forgot to breathe, and even after the tilted iron wall closed again and everything around him returned to that incessant trembling, he didn't expel the stale air from his lungs. It wasn't until his body could no longer bear it and his vision blurred that he belatedly realized this.

Between two desperate gasps for breath, Lennie strained to lift his head and survey the city. At this point, there was no need to be as cautious as before. The goblins of the entire city had poured out, and their enemy was quite obvious.

Just by looking up, you can see the huge flowers and grasses flying in the air in the distance. These are the flower ships and grass ships of the forest elves. Like stars, they twinkle and shimmer around these ships. There are also countless green magic circles around them. Even more impossible to ignore are the two dragon elves flying around the central flower ship.

The pure white dragon scales shimmered and shone, their holy beauty palpable even from such a distance. They were purer and more pristine than the glaciers of the planet's polar oceans. The goblins, hastily taking flight, appeared utterly powerless and weak before such an army.

"Stop looking, let's go," Lennie said calmly after swaying as he stood up, helping Credo to steady himself.

"It's time for us to step up."

Chapter 244 A Repeat

Undoubtedly, this surprise attack launched jointly by the Forest Elves and Dragon Elves was completely unexpected by the Goblins. It was an attack that did not conform to the strategic intentions of the Forest Elf Alliance as they had calculated, to the point that a city with only the Goblin force had no chance of successfully counterattacking.

There is no doubt that the Goblin Alliance made this unexpected and strategically worthless move precisely to cover up Sul's plan, or to put it more bluntly, to allow Lennie and his companion to successfully infiltrate the Goblin city.

From this perspective, even Lenny himself felt that they had already made the right choice.

This goblin city is situated at a crucial juncture, and this is no coincidence. The goblins built this city because the concentration of elves here was far higher than in other places. The forging furnace of the god of forging could not extend to the surface, so if they wanted to quickly and conveniently forge things that could be made without a forging furnace, they needed a large number of elves to cooperate, including melting materials. Those furnaces that spewed out luminous green flames were created for this purpose.

Similarly, it is precisely for this reason that this city has become a thorn in Suer's side. Well, it may seem a bit presumptuous to describe it that way, but it is no problem to say that it is a point that Suer must break through.

Although finding the main nodes of the Elf Corridor in the mortal world seems easy, in reality, such locations are extremely rare. After several other relatively easy-to-solve nodes had been opened up and turned into an ocean of elves, he still set his sights on this goblin city.

However, from a certain perspective, taking action against this city has an advantage in terms of a covert reason that other places cannot match. After all... do forest elves need a reason to fight goblin hordes?

The only problem might be that this is the only chance. If we fail this time, the Goblin Alliance will definitely station a large force in this city, and at that point, it will be virtually impossible to establish a connection with the Elf Corridor here.

Judging from the current situation, Suer absolutely did not want to see the opposing sides engage in large-scale battles at this time, as that could easily lead to an uncontrollable escalation of the war. Whenever this happened, Suer would always be grateful for the existence of the God of War, who single-handedly deterred both the Goblin Alliance and the Forest Elf Alliance, keeping the two sides in a state where they had to unite to subtly confront him.

The fact that a species of deities based on the concept of war has somehow become a suppressor of war is truly laughable.

What Suer and Xinke could not ignore even more was that almost ten years had passed since the goblins began researching weapons made from divine essence. Even though Xinke, who called herself a genius, always looked down on those goblins, she never underestimated or ignored their abilities.

Did that guy named Ronnie succeed?