Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The elves blew the signal to retreat.

The five wooden puppets were all destroyed. The Dusk Legion had already lost the sharp weapon to climb the wall and charge into the formation. The war weapons that had absorbed 30% of the magic power of the spellcasters should have taken root under the city wall like ancient trees and sent the brave and fearless elf warriors to rush up the city wall, but after a bloody battle, they disintegrated and scattered.

Valentine's defense was powerful. The mage group and the warlock army were both guarding it. It was expected that two of them would die from long-range attacks, but the destruction of the other three was beyond the expectations of the entire elf army. Kang De, the Cathayan who had strange methods, the orc army who controlled the strange alchemical chariot, and the unheard mechanical giant. Every accident could change the situation of the battle, but now, they had appeared at the same time.

He had lost all his methods and suffered considerable casualties. His drive had already been reduced. Apart from retreating, there was no other way.

Moreover, in the commander's opinion, the green-skinned people who appeared out of thin air were not as simple as a small orc army. As the commander of the army, he had to look at all problems from the strategic level.

"Disperse the wandering cavalry further away. We have to be prepared for the orcs to reach a consensus with Goethe and let the scouts be more vigilant. I don't want an entire orc army to quietly appear near us!"

The adjutant received the order and retreated. The elf commander looked at the city wall. The wind blowing in his face smelled of blood and fire. The well-trained troops were retreating in an orderly manner, and he was tasting failure.

The command platform had been blown up, but this was still a high place.

With his eyesight, he could still see the battlefield in front of him.

His soldiers were retreating. Although they were still calm, there was clearly confusion, perplexity, and anger on their faces. This made him feel a little uneasy. The commander suddenly felt that the dignity and souls of the soldiers did not only come from will and courage but there was something else.

For example, arrogance.

Backed by the arrogance of the world's hegemon, the firm arrogance, and the invincible arrogance, the source of their calm, defeated, and unrelenting strength had already turned from courage to violence.

After receiving the best training in the world and being covered by the strongest arrow regiment and spellcaster army in the world, he had the most complete battlefield medical system. He was born with a powerful racial advantage, so the advantage he accumulated was almost unreasonable. Therefore, it was natural for him to be invincible and unstoppable.

These victories were the result of the warriors' battle and pursuit. Violence was a method, but now, unknowingly, these two had actually become the soldiers' support.

Therefore, after encountering even more unreasonable violence today, they would be confused and angry.

The commander felt uneasy.

If his soldiers encountered stronger and more unreasonable violence than today, or even a destructive massacre, just like how they relied on their weapons, magic, and tactical advantage to crush the natives of the colony like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, and the elf warriors also encountered such a terrifying failure… would the elite warriors that the Twilight Dynasty was proud of still advance and retreat like now, elegant and calm?

When he thought of this, this elf commander felt a chill.

If he told others that the champion-level legion of the Twilight Dynasty would be slaughtered easily, it would definitely attract crazy mockery. Even if the other party was an outsider, it was no exception.

This was because, according to common sense, this situation would only appear in dreams. However, the commander did not mock himself. Instead, he reminded himself to remember that it was one thing if such a situation would happen, but it was another matter if there was such a problem in the army.

"Be vigilant in times of peace. It's the key to the continuous renovation of the race and country. Unfortunately, since the establishment of the Twilight Dynasty, all reforms can only be done from top to bottom. However, the lords of the upper echelons are the most stubborn group of people. If I report this thought and proposal, I'll definitely attract ridicule and obstruct my career…"

The commander muttered to himself, "Therefore, I can only do it myself… I'll become one of them first."

He made up his mind and looked at the city again. The city was already cheering. The humans who had won the bloody battle were shouting freely. The commander looked carefully. The person he cared about the most was already gone.

"Kang De, the Cathayan…"

He slowly said, as if the other party was beside him and could hear him.

"I don't know what tricks you have, and I don't know what other methods you have, but regardless of whether I can win this battle, you'll definitely lose… Be happy now."

He revealed a mocking smile, then sighed.

War was cruel.

Not only could it make thousands of ordinary lives die like grass, but it could also make extraordinary heroes unable to help themselves. No matter how powerful his methods were or how capable he was, no matter how ruthless his schemes were, they were nothing in front of the outcome.

The city churned and cheered. People hugged, cheered, and cried.

This time, they fought crazily without any tricks. The elves were the strongest in the world. In order to stop them, countless lives had been lost. War was a muddle-headed account to begin with. Those who calculated if it was worth it after winning were all bastards. Now, everyone was venting, roaring, and in pain.

How strong were the emotions here? Amidst the remains and corpses, the living sat on the ground. Some lay on the ground headfirst and could no longer open their eyes. Some were stroking the corpses in pain. There should be a story between the living and the dead. This sorrow and joy intertwined with excitement made Kang De speechless for a moment.

He avoided the surging stream of people and jumped into the city, leaving this place filled with strong emotions.

After all, he was not completely experienced and could not completely integrate the sorrow and joy of these people. Most importantly, there was such a group of strange creatures who did not know how to read emotions that destroyed the atmosphere…

"Great Tyrant! Great Tyrant! Don't run! Let us take a good look at you!"

After running for a distance, he heard the shouts behind him. Kang De sighed, stopped, and turned around. He saw a green-skinned creature with all kinds of metal parts embedded in its body open its arms and pounce over.

"Big…"

Kang De spread his fingers and reached out to push. The other party's huge body flew back like a cloud and landed heavily on the ground. He even wiped a few buttocks on the ground as if he was floating.

In the end, the green-skinned creature slid back and sat up forcefully. It shook its head with a dumbfounded expression. Then, it realized what had happened. It widened its bell-sized eyes and looked at Kang De. The dozens of green-skinned creatures behind also surrounded him and glared at him without saying anything.

"…"

Kang De frowned. D*mn, he did not know who they were. They cried out and pounced forward to ask for a hug as if they had seen their father. Anyone who saw them would be afraid, okay?

He pushed him. It was not like he had shot him or broken him. Why? Are you angry?

However, in the next moment, he knew that he was thinking too much.

The green-skinned person sitting on the ground slapped the ground hard. The bricks shattered and powder flew. He opened his fangs and mouth and shouted excitedly, "It's powerful and domineering! It's compatible! It's totally compatible!"

Those orcs were also wild with joy and shouted in unison, "Great Tyrant! Great Tyrant!"

His voice shook the surroundings and his shouts soared into the sky.

"…"

Kang De was even more confused.

He looked at his iron son who was walking over from behind. "Aren't you going to introduce your new friend?"

The Autobot was even more surprised than him. "Father doesn't know them?"

Kang De looked up and spread out his hands. "Why do you think I know these green-skinned people riding locomotives? Also, what did he call me? Why do I feel that the pronunciation is a little strange…"

As soon as he finished speaking, the green-skinned person opposite him said to the Autobot, "Little Tyrant! You…"

"…Pfft."

Kang De subconsciously laughed.

The Autobot's intelligence was enlightened by Kang De, so he naturally inherited some human thoughts and consciousness. He would care more about certain things, especially in front of his father.

He said in a slightly exasperated voice that Kang De had never heard before, "Heaven Slash, I've already told you many times not to call me that! Therefore, why do you call me that?!"

The green-skinned looked at him in a daze, "This is your father, you're his son, and your father is the Great Tyrant. You're naturally the Little Tyrant. Otherwise, why would I call you?"

The Autobot directly pulled out his axe and stabbed it into the ground. He said word by word, "Change! The! Name!"

His eyes turned from purple to red, and the parts on his body creaked. His huge body bent down and felt very oppressive. He looked powerful and evil. It seemed that his iron son had been a little crooked after following these green-skinned people.

"Alright." The green-skinned creature actually reluctantly admitted defeat. It turned its head to the side and said unwillingly, "Iron Tyrant?"

His iron son lowered his voice and roared, "…You're not allowed to use the word tyrant!"

This challenged the green-skinned's bottom line. Heaven Slash jumped up and rejected flatly, "No! Why can't I call you that?! You're clearly a tyrant!"

A Transformer and a green-skinned Orc were actually talking to each other. Such a scene made Kang De laugh happily, and his depressed mood because of the tragic victory on the city wall rose.

Although he still could not figure out the situation, Kang De roughly understood.

These orcs were probably here for him and happened to be on the same side as his iron son who had rushed over. Moreover, they did not have any ill intentions toward him and were rather respectful. They were probably here because of his identity as the "Great Tyrant".

He smiled and went forward. He pressed his hands together and said, "Alright, stop for a moment and calm down. The name is only a code. It doesn't matter what it's called, right?"

When Heaven Slash heard this, he was greatly excited and shouted proudly at his iron son, "Your father is better than you! That's why he's a Great Tyrant and you're a Little Tyrant!"

His iron son was so angry that he almost vomited engine oil.

Before he could speak, Kang De looked at the orc. "What did you call me? Do you know me?"

The green-skinned man also looked over as if he was looking at a fool and suspected the intelligence of the Great Tyrant, "I'm already here and talking to you. How can I not know you?"

"…" Kang De also roughly determined the other party's intelligence level and thinking method. He patiently continued to ask, "I mean, you seem to be here to find me. Who asked you to come? Why?"

When the green-skinned heard this, it revealed an excited expression.

This concerned his great journey south. He had entered deep into the human world and suppressed his nature to kill and cause trouble. He had run around with the purest mission and desire and found the Great Tyrant all the way. He had also participated in an extremely cool fight. Although he had already reached the end, and the feces was still hot—but he had made it in time after all!

It was not an exaggeration. In the history of the orcs, this expedition was definitely the kind of magnificent feat that could compare to Monk Tang's pursuit of scriptures. After 14 years of cold and heat, Dharma Master Sanzang arrived in the holy land without avoiding danger to obtain the true scripture. It had taken the green-skinned creature two months to find the Great Tyrant without fighting. In terms of hardship and endurance, he was probably stronger than Monk Tang.

As everyone knew, after completing a great achievement, it was the nature of intelligent life to confide in others. After Dharma Master Sanzang returned to Chang'an, he had probably chatted with Li Shimin for a long time. An eminent monk was like this, and the green-skinned were no exception. Heaven Slash ran to Kang De's side in small steps and began to talk.

At first, Kang De listened with interest, but the green-skinned clearly did not know how to tell stories. When he heard the other party tell a simple story about the third bubble of mammoth feces he had stepped on after leaving the tribe, the Earthling could not help it.

"Heaven Slash."

This was the name he had learned from the other party's self-report. Kang De interrupted the other party's story and took out his phone amiably. He turned on the recording function, spoke, and ordered a replay.

The same voice floated out of the phone.

He said to the other party, "I think you can record this story on the way and play it to your clansmen to let them know that you're very impressive. How about it?"

Heaven Slash immediately perked up.

After all, the green-skinned had two needs in their lives. Firstly, they could always fight bravely. Secondly, they could let more green-skinned people know that they were super brave. Such a thing that could show off was simply their wish. Apart from the small brick that the Great Tyrant took out, this idea could not be better!

Kang De looked at him, whose eyes were shining, and probed, "You've never seen this thing?"

The green-skinned nodded repeatedly, drooling as it shouted, "Great Tyrant, get me one too! Something big!"

Kang De looked at his iron son and asked the greatest question and uneasiness in his heart, "I see that you clearly have locomotives. Can't you make this thing?"

The Autobot said in a low voice, "Father, that's not the case. The engines of those locomotives are a simplified version made by me to simulate and analyze my own engine. The power system and key parts are provided by me. The others were modified randomly by them. In fact, it's very strange that they can run and operate for a long time."

Kang De's heart stirred and he asked, "But what about fuel? I remember you don't have that much gasoline."

The Autobot sighed, "I only asked them to smell the gasoline, so they quickly found an oil well in the Gobi. They actually dug out oil…"

Kang De said in surprise, "Then how did they separate…"

"There was no separation…" His iron son's voice also sounded a little suspicious of his life. He was a Transformer, a serious scientific creation. What he had experienced previously was really too against common sense, so much so that his worldview was impacted, "They scooped out oil and added messy soil, stone powder, plant slurry, and so on. They poured it into the fuel tank and started the engine…"

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