Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 880 - 249: Ants Gazing at the Moon, the Spark of Civilization

"What, continue the race? Easier said than done!" The Erosion King glared angrily, suddenly slamming the armrest of his chair:

"How many of our people can the Blue World accommodate, and how many resources can it offer for our consumption? If we escape to the Blue World, how many citizens will we have to abandon? Should we completely abandon the war development model our ancestors set for us and walk into extinction in the quagmire? Have you considered the next generation?"

Listening to their disputes, the Fungus King shook his head slightly, his face full of sorrow:

"But if we don't flee, the whole race will be annihilated, then not a single citizen will be left. Choosing to escape to the Blue World means we can only preserve the elite, leaving a seed for the race, waiting for a future day to find an opportunity to search for a new world and set sail again."

At this moment, the Soul King, who suggested fleeing to the Monster World, continued to speak:

"Gentlemen, the world of the invading forces is indeed strong, but this force is clearly not an Overlord-level influence in that world. It is not frightening that we have provoked them; high risk also means high opportunity. If we can take root there, we might rise from the bottom."

"Rise from the bottom? Easier said than done!" The Shadow King sneered:

"You've all seen the strength of that world. Going there means surviving in the cracks, and a slight carelessness could lead to an eternal abyss, a crisis far greater than opportunity."

"But it's better than waiting to die here. We've explored countless worlds, why shouldn't we take a gamble this time? Perhaps in that higher world, we can find a way to break our current strength system. There, spiritual energy and vast energy abound, and resources are endless. If we can take root there, we can touch true supremacy and redefine our racial glory."

"Let us not forget, the law of the jungle is the path our Spirit Breath Clan has chosen."

Facing the Soul King's persistence, the Shadow King's thoughts wavered but he still advised:

"Soul King, going to that world means we will drop to the bottom of the food chain, starting everything from scratch."

"No, we will gain a true beginning." The Soul King chose to continue to stick to his viewpoint.

The Seven Great Thrones looked at each other, and finally, silence replaced the dispute.

They all understood the Soul King's idea; this was a path full of risky ascension.

Whether choosing the Blue World or the higher world, it means the Spirit Breath Clan will face the crisis of annihilation.

The Blue World, in their eyes, was just a waypoint in the cross-border plundering contest, never considered for settlement and development because the Blue World's strength is too low, fundamentally unable to support the Spirit Breath Clan's future.

Making this choice means that the Spirit Breath Clan's new generation will be inferior to the last, one after another.

Eventually trapped in the quagmire, with no possibility of freeing themselves.

This is the horror of the lower world.

The entire world is like an oxygen-less cage; long-term survival requires life strength compatible with that world.

And choosing the higher world means facing countless fearsome lives and even racial forces.

Surviving in the cracks, always possibly being crushed into dust by suddenly appearing mighty beings.

One is a slow boil, gradually heading toward destruction.

One is a fierce flame refining, either blood-ascending triumphantly in the cruel competition or disappearing in the shadows of strong ones.

Like a flesh-and-blood grindstone.

The bodies of the weak pave the thrones of the strong, the rise and fall of the race is but a momentary splash.

The atmosphere of the meeting was suffocating to the extreme.

They never thought that a simple cross-border investigation would escalate into a crucial decision for the life and death of the Spirit Breath Clan.

The Shadow King still struggled, eyes full of suffering:

"Choosing the higher world means changing the development model, gathering resources and developing strength. I simply cannot accept abandoning those ordinary citizens like this."

The Soul King sighed:

"Shadow King, this is an act of helplessness. The elites we bring are the future hope of the Spirit Breath Clan. They will carry the future of our race."

The Seven Great Thrones fell silent again, each of them making difficult choices in their hearts.

This discussion about the Spirit Breath Clan's life and death survival was still ongoing.

No matter which decision follows, it weighs heavy enough to leave them breathless.

At this moment, the only calm one is the Little Mage.

His direction of thinking differed from the Seven Great Thrones of the Spirit Breath Clan.

Considering, if he followed the Spirit Breath Clan back to the Monster World, wouldn't he be walking solidly on the path of a villain?

At least until the forum players forgave him, he definitely couldn't go back.

So should he help the Spirit Breath Clan to establish a foothold in the Monster World in the identity of the Blood King, waiting for the moment of redemption to arrive before returning to the village?

In the process, take advantage of the Spirit Breath Clan to become stronger?

If choosing this road, the first thing to do is change the arrival location of the Spirit Breath Clan.

It must not arrive near the space node of the hometown.

Viewing his fellow villagers from the perspective of the villain, these folks are simply relentless natural disasters, and it would be exhausted to become enemies with them sooner or later.

It doesn't even need exhaustion.

Without the high death rate of the space channel, the villagers just need to come a few rounds of full-scale war, and the history of the Spirit Breath Clan will be ended.

So the Spirit Breath Clan, these crooked melons and cracked dates, have no qualifications to confront the players.

If it lands in the Emperor Tomb Mountain Range area, a death sentence can be declared on the spot.

The Black Tide, Insect Tide, players, any one of the three forces taken out can bring the Spirit Breath Clan to ultimate despair.

The forum's Legendary War God "Skyfire Dharma King" is the precedent.

So the choice of the arrival location is extremely important.

At this time, the Seven Great Thrones turned their gaze toward him.