Armor: I'm in Nava, but I'm Oxer?

Chapter 153 Land cession and compensation

"What do you mean?"

Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, coldly looking at An Mixiu, the Asura Purgatory Halberd in his hand still resting on Lu Fa, as if it would fall at any moment.

"Negotiation? Hmph, what right do you have to negotiate with me?" Emperor Yan's voice was full of majesty and oppression.

The purple light on his body flickered slightly, and his powerful aura made the surrounding air seem to freeze.

Lufa was breathing heavily, but a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

"This battle has dragged on until now? The key to victory or defeat lies in your hands. If you make a move, we will be defeated immediately, won't we?"

An Miu Xiu recounted the facts with great emotion.

"Therefore, you are not qualified to negotiate with me!"

With a slight exertion of force, the Asura Purgatory Halberd pressed down on Lu Fa's shoulder, causing it to sag slightly.

"However, I am curious, how do you intend to negotiate? If you cannot give me a satisfactory reason, you will all die here."

"Emperor Yan, please don't be so quick to deny it."

An Miu Xiu's expression was solemn, but his tone remained calm. "You can indeed defeat us easily, but don't forget, our warships are not far away."

Once we send the signal of defeat, the warships will launch an attack immediately.

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but what about the rest of Flame Star? Will they survive the warships' gunfire unscathed?"

An Miu paused, his gaze slowly sweeping across the surrounding battlefield, and continued, "Both sides have paid a heavy price in this battle."

Your subordinates were not unscathed either, and although our Netherworld Legion is at a disadvantage, we are determined to fight to the death.

If it truly comes to a point of no return, it will result in a lose-lose situation.

"If we stop the war now, wouldn't it reduce casualties?"

Zhang Zhao listened with great interest. An Mixiu's words were clear, logical, and well-founded. Zhang Zhao would not have believed it if he hadn't rehearsed them in his mind many times. Could it be that this was what he had always thought?

When An Miu Xiu proposed negotiations, Zhang Zhao kept staring at Lu Fa. Although his flushed face made it impossible to see Lu Fa's facial expression, there seemed to be no anger in Lu Fa's eyes. He seemed to have no aversion or anger towards An Miu Xiu's behavior.

But it doesn't seem like a loss of fighting spirit at all.

Zhang Zhao could hardly see anything more in those eyes.

So he turned his attention to Emperor Yan.

"Those who have already perished in the war are all powerful individuals, capable of condensing their own information into genetic code. Genetic code resurrection technology has been widespread on our planet since the time of the Ares civilization. We can completely help you reduce this portion of your casualties..."

Emperor Yan's eyes widened in anger, and the Asura Purgatory Halberd in his hand trembled slightly, emitting a low hum.

"Hmph, reduce casualties? You despicable invaders, did you ever imagine this day would come when you started the war? We, the people of Yanxing, were living in peace and prosperity. It was you who started the war for no reason. Now you talk about reducing casualties, how ridiculous!"

Emperor Yan's voice was as loud as a great bell, filled with anger and majesty.

"We are innocent. It was your Netherworld Legion that invaded our homeland for your own selfish desires."

You think reducing casualties will make me back down? Far from it! You must pay a far greater price to atone for your aggression!

The purple light emanating from Emperor Yan grew even brighter, and his powerful aura put immense pressure on Anmishiu and Lu Fa.

"Speak! What more convincing conditions can you offer? Otherwise, today will be the end of your Netherworld Legion!"

At this moment, he was like a victor in this battle.

Looking down on this group of failed losers.

The Shura armor cape billowed.

It exudes an aura of dominance.

Anmishiu took a deep breath. He knew that the conditions he was proposing would be a huge gamble, but in order to stop this pointless war, he had to take this step bravely.

He glanced at Lu Fa again. Lu Fa was still dazed under the Asura Purgatory Halberd, seemingly offering no objection to his next move. Zhang Zhao (Qiao Shefei) also remained calm and did not object. This reassured An Mixiu somewhat. He gritted his teeth and began to explain his conditions.

"Emperor Yan, first of all, our Netherworld Legion, representing Ares, is willing to cede several resource-rich planets to Yan Star."

These planets possess abundant mineral and energy resources, which can greatly promote the development of Yanxing. We will ensure a smooth handover of these planets and will not interfere with them for a certain period of time.

An Miu paused for a moment, then continued, "Secondly, Ares will open its ports to Yanxing for trade. This will bring enormous economic benefits and development opportunities to Yanxing. The two sides can engage in trade, exchange goods, and promote cultural and technological exchanges."

Through trade, Yanxing can acquire Ares' advanced technology and products, thereby enhancing its strength and standard of living.

"Furthermore, we will provide technical support for the development of Yanxing."

This will greatly accelerate the development of Yanxing and allow its people to live better lives.

"Finally, we will impart the genetic code resurrection technology to Yan Xing without reservation."

Those who perish in war can be resurrected through genetic code and return to their families and friends.

This would not only reduce casualties from the war, but also preserve valuable human resources for Yanxing.

After stating these conditions, An Miu Xiu looked nervously at Emperor Yan, awaiting his response.

He knew these conditions were a huge sacrifice for the Underworld Legion and Ares, but he was willing to make such an effort for the sake of peace.

Moreover, Anmishiu thought even more about what would happen if he and Yanxing could communicate in this way.

Are there any peaceful means to achieve the possibility of restoring Ares?

Father…no…After realizing this defeat, will the General agree with my ideas? Is this tacit approval the beginning of a change in his views?

What an unequal treaty!

Holy crap, Ares Li Hongzhang!

Holy crap, Ares of the Qing Dynasty!

After hearing An Mixiu's series of peace-seeking measures, Zhang Zhao gasped. He was rarely shocked unless he couldn't help it.

Admittedly, from An Miu Xiu's perspective, the Netherworld Legion's strongest force has been defeated, and he believes that even the three of us combined might not be a match for the Asura Armor. Such a decision seems somewhat reasonable... reasonable my ass.

Are you sure this won't cause a frenzy among the other planets in the galaxy to carve up Ares?

Will there be an eight-star alliance attacking Ares in the future?

Zhang Zhao was immediately overwhelmed by countless criticisms.

Your old man would skin you alive.

Ok?

Zhang Zhao took a closer look.

stunned.

I suspect there's something wrong with my eyes.

Lufa looks like a defeated rooster now, somewhat dejected.

Has he given up?

The light in his eyes has also disappeared?

My performance this time can be described as godlike. Not to mention this simulation, even the real Qiao Shefei might not have done better.

He tightened his grip on the summoner.

The phrase "wielding Xing Tian" means that he is using the God of War Xing Tian to fight against the Flame Emperor Shura.

The ability to use Flying Shadow means he can leave at any time, ending this simulation.

…………

Emperor Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping back and forth between An Mixiu and Lu Fa.

These conditions did indeed tempt him somewhat. After all, Yanxing had also suffered huge losses in this war, and if he could obtain these compensations, it would be of great benefit to Yanxing's future development.

It wasn't that he didn't want Yanxing to become prosperous.

It's just that the opportunity hasn't come yet.

However, Emperor Yan still harbored doubts. He dared not easily believe that the Netherworld Legion would make such enormous concessions so readily. He gripped the Asura Purgatory Halberd tightly and gently scratched at the path with the tip of the halberd a few times.

At this moment, Lufa was indeed like a defeated rooster, listless and lifeless, with dull eyes.

While the Asura Purgatory Halberd was scratching him.

When Lu Fa looked at the Shura Armor, his eyes were full of awe and fear.

Seeing Lufa's reaction.

Emperor Yan suddenly laughed!

He was all too familiar with the kind of manic behavior Lufa displayed.

Lufa's eyes were filled with awe and fear, a fear that ran deep in his bones.

His body trembled slightly, as if he would collapse immediately if the Asura Purgatory Halberd made the slightest move.

This awe was not only due to fear of the Yan Emperor's immense power, but also to dread of the invincible power represented by the Asura Armor.

In past battles, those who fell to the Asura Armor all wore this expression.

When faced with the world-destroying power of the Asura Armor, their confidence and courage instantly collapsed.

They would unconsciously lower their heads, not daring to look directly into Emperor Yan's eyes, as if just one glance would make them feel suffocated by his powerful aura.

Emperor Yan thought for a moment. Although Lu Fa seemed to have used some underhanded methods when instigating those tribes, he was still relatively upright. He didn't use warships to attack the ordinary people of Yan Star and was determined to hold him back for the sake of his subordinates...

Moreover, he fought a thoroughly enjoyable battle with himself.

Although he lost, the number of people who could make him pull out the Asura Purgatory Halberd was extremely rare, so it was quite an experience. Now, however, he has ruined it all.

I am still too strong...

In his mind, Lufa should be the one whose words truly carry weight with Ares, because his Nether Legion is Ares's strongest force.

The strongest = the ruler.

That's how Yanxing is.

"I agreed."

Emperor Yan clapped his hands.

"Let's do it your way, and remember to keep your promise."

Emperor Yan brandished his weapon.

"I don't think you'd dare!"

…………

And so the war ended.

It ended in a bizarre way.

In terms of high-end combat power, it seems that no one can match the Shura Armor.

Zhang Zhao just watched all of this unfold.

He had been waiting for the moment when Lufa would turn the tide, but it never happened.

Lufa's performance remained as lackluster as ever.

"Put down your weapons..."

This was the only sentence Lufa uttered; he had completely given up.

Although the fighting had stopped for a long time, the Nether Legion still held all their weapons in their hands.

Be ready for battle at any time.

But now they look at each other, at a loss for what to do.

We were ready to fight to the death, why did you surrender first, General?

Lufa's words before he left still seemed to echo in my ears.

Upon hearing Lufa's order, the Royal Guard was still reacting, but the Royal Guard's substitutes, who were also the core members, reacted quickly and immediately put down their weapons.

Next came some interns.

Only a few did not react.

Zhang Zhao looked closely and saw that it was indeed the three members of Gorfa's squad.

"Do you want me to say it again?"

Lufa's deep voice came again.

At the same time, Anmishiu also began to persuade him.

"You guys take the lead..."

An Miu turned to Ku Fens and Zhang Zhao, but neither of them made a move.

But Lufa's words still had an effect. Kula was the first to put down her weapon, and slowly, one by one, they put their weapons on the ground.

Seeing this.

Emperor Yan put away the Asura Purgatory Halberd in his hand.

No more road defenses will be implemented.

After Lu Fa lost the oppressive power of the Asura Purgatory Halberd.

He slowly tried to stand up.

My legs were still trembling slightly.

Seeing this, Emperor Yan burst into laughter again. When Emperor Yan laughed, his men laughed along with him. Their leader had to laugh.

The Netherworld Legion's personal guards, however, were as wilted as eggplants, unable to lift their heads.

Ok?

Zhang Zhao noticed a detail.

Those core members seemed to have lost their personal guard.

Is it because of a lack of sense of honor?

Or is there something else going on?

Zhang Zhao still has the Doomsday Twin Blades in his hands, and the summoner is still there; he shows no intention of handing them over.

"Hands behind your heads, line up!"

At Emperor Yan's command, the soldiers of Yanxing sprang into action, directing the members of the Netherworld Legion to line up with their hands behind their heads. Although the members of the Netherworld Legion were unwilling, they could only helplessly comply under Lu Fa's silence and An Mixiu's gesturing.

The battlefield was now empty.

The Netherworld Legion was crouching here.

Thanks to the fact that no corpses appear in the battle, the battlefield has become a good place to line up.

"you?"

Emperor Yan noticed the three captains still standing there, his brow furrowing slightly, a hint of displeasure in his eyes. "What? Do any of you three have any objections? Why don't you lay down your weapons and obey orders?"

Emperor Yan noticed Zhang Zhao and admired his fighting prowess. There weren't many who could crush Xing Feng; such a person would lose all his spirit if he just crouched down. The right approach was to fight him and defeat him completely.

"You can stand." Emperor Yan raised his hand slightly and pointed at Zhang Zhao.

"You can choose to stand still until I defeat you."

The domineering voice of Emperor Yan rang out.

"The one who stands will be qualified to duel me!"

Zhang Zhao remained standing, his eyes resolute, gripping the Doomsday Twin Blades tightly. A fight was inevitable; in any case, if Lu Fa didn't have a backup plan, he was prepared to leave and end this absurd simulation.

Why did the simulation have to give me this result?

Kufens stiffened his neck, his face full of resentment. He was also extremely dissatisfied with this situation.

unlucky!

Die in battle!

Joe saved my life, I support him!

Seeing this, An Miu felt somewhat helpless. He knew that the outcome of this war was irreversible, and continuing to resist might bring even more serious consequences.

Therefore, he proposed ceding territory and paying reparations.

He didn't want to see such heavy casualties if they were completely wiped out, without even their genetic code.

Since we've already surrendered.

Therefore, this is a meaningless duel.

But seeing that the other two captains were standing, he couldn't lose face.

He hesitated for a moment, but finally straightened his back and stood beside Zhang Zhao and Ku Fensi.

This is what we call a friendly exchange, a friendly exchange.

He comforted himself like this.