Chapter 808: The Southern Continent War

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After removing the threat of the Dreadlord, the Crown of the Ocean, which had enjoyed a period of tranquility, once again became bustling and tense. The Alliance fleet supporting the Southern Continent gradually returned to the New Moon Islands in batches for resupply, to send back the wounded, and to transport the fallen soldiers.

In reality, the New Moon Islands served as a logistical hub for the Northern Continent’s operations in the South.

Massive amounts of supplies were transported from various ports along the coast of the Northern Continent to the New Moon Islands every week. Then, under the escort of the Ocean Crown’s forces, they crossed the somewhat dangerous southern seas to reach the Alliance fleet and the forward bases in the South.

Of course, being a transit point didn’t come without its costs. Kingdoms like the Elven Empire would provide a substantial amount of resources as payment for services rendered, such as berthing fees for ships and land use fees for the accumulated supplies.

Just as Ji Chen had envisioned and designed from the start, the New Moon Islands became a crucial nexus for communication between the continents, leveraging its natural geographical advantages to rake in profits daily.

But not just anyone could profit from this. Without the formidable military force of the Ocean Crown and Ji Chen’s personal authority, this land would be like a sweet cake ready to be snatched away by other powerful factions at any moment because no one was willing to obediently pay.

Strength was the determining factor in this world.

On the warships berthed at the port, elven soldiers carried the wounded on stretchers to the temporary hospital set up on the shore. Elven craftsmen urgently repaired the damage on the warships, while on the other side, they busily loaded crates of supplies onto the ships.

Many oval-shaped vinewood boxes containing fallen elven soldiers were temporarily placed on the ships and transported from the elven warships to cargo ships returning to the Elven Empire.

Similar to humans, elves placed great importance on returning to their homeland in death. As long as conditions permitted, fallen soldiers would be transported back to the empire to be buried under the trees of their homeland, allowing their souls to return to the embrace of Eluvita.

Another elven cargo ship laden with vinewood boxes set sail slowly, and the sound of its steam whistle seemed to be a signal reminding fallen soldiers to return home, echoing sadly across the entire sea area. The atmosphere at the port was heavy, with every elf wearing a solemn expression.

Especially for those elven soldiers whose injuries allowed them to return to the rear for recuperation and didn’t have to remain on the front lines, they felt an even heavier burden of fear.

The intensity of the Southern Continent’s warfare far exceeded their expectations.

They had initially thought that as long as the elves joined the battle, they could quickly repel the Greed Legion and reverse the dire situation.

However, as they entered the battlefield, the relentless onslaught of demons, coming wave after wave, almost brought them to the brink of collapse.

In just five days, all five elven legions were wiped out, with some warriors thrown into battle as soon as they landed, only to perish within a day.

The average lifespan of a warrior on that battlefield was just one day!

Even the bravest and most fearless warriors would feel fear upon stepping into that battlefield.

It was like hell on earth!

Twenty-four hours a day, demons charged incessantly, their blood-red, savage eyes like those of wild beasts, still deeply etched in their memories.

At this moment, these fortunate elves who had returned couldn’t help but share a common question.

How did the Crown of the Ocean manage to withstand the onslaught of the Dreadlord’s demon army?

Lord’s Castle.

“The situation in the Southern Continent is not optimistic. The onslaught from the Greed Lord far exceeds expectations. After occupying half of the Southern Continent, the Greed Lord established his troop factories in the south, relentlessly plundering resources to breed demons.

Under the almost endless onslaught of the demon army, the twenty legions previously dispatched have now been reduced to five, with more than half of the ten legions experiencing casualties, and morale is on the brink of collapse.”

Ji Chen lightly tapped the table with his fingers, frowning. “What about the Desert Alliance?”

“The losses are severe as well. The Greed Lord has rallied certain rebellious undead legions and initiated side raids on the Roni River front line, yielding significant impact. At this pace, they likely won’t endure for much longer,” Wilus said, shaking his head.

Ranked fourth among the Five Demon Lords, the Greed Lord was only one position higher than the Decay Lord, but the power he demonstrated at this moment was simply astonishing.

The demon’s initial layout and distribution were extremely cunning, allowing the Greed Lord to first attack and occupy the Southern Continent, where the forces of the Orderly Divine Lineage were relatively weak, giving him enough territory and development time.

Having the Dreadlord appear in the southern seas not only cleared the obstacles to attacking the Northern Continent but also delayed the landing of the Orderly Divine Lineage on the Southern Continent.

Even if the Dreadlord unexpectedly got killed now, it would still achieve the goal of delaying the Orderly Divine Lineage, allowing the Greed Lord to firmly establish himself and complete all the necessary preparations for the early stages of the demon army.

With half of the Southern Continent’s resources as support, his combat power was no less than that of the Void Lord.

After Wilus left, Ji Chen opened the chat channel.

It had been a long time since he had opened it, but it was as lively as ever.

“I heard from the returning elves that the situation in the Southern Continent is extremely dire. Even the elves were beaten by the Greed Lord to the point of fleeing in disarray, retreating one after another. It is said that they lost ten legions!”

“Why do I hear that they lost thirty legions, and dozens of high-level hero units were wiped out!”

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