CHAPTER 2231: CHAPTER 2229 WANT TO NEGOTIATE

The war had reached this stage, and Peter Brown understood very well that in the conflict with the Giant Being Tribe, the Human Clan had no options left. It was a battle of life and death, and there was no room for sympathy in such a battle.

For his own world, Peter knew he had no choice but to fight.

Suddenly, a strong sense of fear struck Peter’s heart.

Before Peter could react, a Great Power came out of nowhere and struck him.

It was actually an attack from the combined power of the eight saints.

This was a completely unannounced attack, something the All Saints had likely agreed upon beforehand. Their attack was directed precisely toward Peter’s location.

They had even set up a space domain confinement method.

Bang!

A loud sound erupted, and Peter was unable to escape. He could only rely on his formation to forcibly withstand the strike.

After blocking the attack, Peter discovered that the space domain confinement had already been released.

Without a second thought, Peter teleported using his Elixir Sea, disappearing completely.

Having teleported to a distant place, Peter appeared again, his fear lingering. If not for his formation fortified by the Power of Nine Saints, he would have been finished.

Peter now had a better understanding of these saints.

What Peter did not know was that after he left, the eight saints did not stop their attack, launching an even fiercer strike toward that location, thinking the mysterious expert must be hiding there.

However, they underestimated Peter’s numerous strategies; he had already left.

After bombarding the area for a while, everyone finally moved forward.

Upon approaching, their expressions changed again, as if there was no one at all in this area, and even the strong person had disappeared.

"Did he escape?"

For the first time, a saint spoke in an uncertain tone.

In truth, no one was sure of the outcome, and everyone spread out their divine sense to explore.

"It’s not clear!"

The head saint said, causing everyone’s expressions to change once more.

"If he is not dead, what means do you think he might use?" Someone asked.

At this question, everyone’s faces turned grim. This was a blow synchronized with the echo attack of the eight saints, nearly destroying the area, yet they still didn’t know if the opponent was alive or not.

"Now we only have the eight saints left, and we still have such a large area to guard. What should we do?"

As they spoke, everyone looked tense. They had never encountered such a situation. Clearly, that strong person was hiding in the shadows, attacking them. If they spread out, no one dared claim they could withstand that strong person, but if they stayed together, what if he didn’t make a move and other parts of the world started attacking?

For the first time, the Giant Clan Saints felt trepidation toward a strong person who exceeded their expectations.

"Let’s discuss it together."

The head of the saints dared not decide alone, knowing the serious consequences of the matter.

"Why don’t we first gather to look around?" Someone suggested.

No one spoke, knowing everyone was afraid to die. Although they were saints in title, they understood their own limitations. To the people below, they were true strong persons, but to the higher realms, they were very weak.

"Everyone, we all know our situation. They call us saints, but we know we’re far from true saints, just saints of the first heaven. We have no real chance of immortality. If killed, we die."

No one spoke. The current situation truly endangered the Giant Being Tribe.

In the past, they thought of exterminating the Human Clan, but now they realized how terrifying the extinction of a race could be.

"Luckily, we have some backing in the second heaven, and the other tribes don’t dare do anything to us."

"Everyone, it’s clear that hidden strong person has a way to kill saints, and it’s not just ordinary power. Facing such a hidden figurine, I think neither one nor a few of us are safe."

"What do you suggest we do? It’s clear that person is no saint, yet he possesses saint-level battle power, especially with such mysterious means."

No need to say it; everyone understood in their hearts.

"Although we have the support of the upper heaven and various tribes don’t dare do anything to us, we’re most afraid of the unknown strong person. If they risk everything to disrupt, we can’t stop them.

"Stop guessing. I believe that strong person must be of the Human Clan. Only the Human Clan could do such a thing. Our current task isn’t to exterminate the Human Clan, but to negotiate peace with them!"

When had the Giant Being Tribe ever considered peace talks with the weak Human Clan? Everyone’s expressions became complicated, an unprecedented event.

"If we don’t do this, I fear we’ll all be doomed."

Thinking of the omnipresent mysterious expert made everyone anxious.

"What if it’s not the Human Clan?"

"Whatever the race, we cannot continue fighting." The head saint of the Giant Being Tribe wore a helpless expression, realizing their world might not only fail to expand but also face extinction.

What they didn’t know was that Peter was listening to their discussion through the network.

After hearing their debate, Peter was also pondering quickly.

Negotiate peace?

Peter shook his head silently, knowing the Giant Being Tribe was only resorting to this because they couldn’t wage war with other tribes now. This was an opportunity for the Human Clan, and Peter had no reason to let it go.

Since that was the case, he had to strike first.

Eliminate them!

Peter resolved that, no matter what, he had to eliminate those Giant Clan Saints.

If there is no opportunity, one must create an opportunity!

Start by using great power to eliminate a few individuals!

Peter now considered some of his strategies since the saints in his formation could be reformed. Even if they fell, he could restore them.

With this thought, Peter couldn’t sit still any longer.

The Giant Clan saints were discussing their strategies in the very place they had bombarded. They believed the person who escaped wouldn’t arrive so quickly and were deep in conversation about what to do.