Chapter 859 Comoria

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Although Atlas was known as a clan, his manpower was not limitless. To be exact, this was only a group that was slightly larger than the clan. There were less than 5,000 people in the entire clan, but it was a small group of more than 4,000 people that had created countless experts by relying on genetic medicine technology that far surpassed this era.

Several World-shaking Sovereigns, dozens of X-class experts, and 800 super elites.

This kind of strength was indeed the number one power in the Dark World.

At the beginning, Atlas' overall strength was stronger than the royal family. Everyone could tell that, but from the moment the Emperor killed eleven X-class experts overnight, the scales on both sides began to sway. After Lin Xuanyuan detonated the war in Federation City, the royal family had completely surpassed Atlas in terms of overall strength.

To the bystanders, being transcended didn't seem like much, but as the object of being transcended, everyone in the Atlas Clan felt extremely humiliated.

As the patriarch of Atlas, Earlaen's sense of shame was much clearer than others. He did not want to admit that his power was inferior to the royal family, nor did he intend to let his so-called allies share his power in the United States. Therefore, in extreme anger, he had decided to mobilize 800 super elites to the United States at the same time to deal a heavy blow to the royal family.

Although there weren't any X-class experts in this group, there were still quite a few SSS-class and SSS + soldiers. As long as they were used in the right place, these 800 soldiers were even more useful than the 100,000 troops. Earlaen was completely confident that his trump card would bring the Emperor a great surprise.

But just as he had made up his mind, Catu came to tell him that they could no longer afford to gamble!

"Cato, do you think we don't have any chips left?! Who told you we can't afford to bet?! We have the most advanced technology, we have more power than the royal family, we …"

'"Father, I admit that you're right. We do have some chips, but have you thought about it? What if we lose all those chips? 800 super elites, this is the last trump card. I don't object to using them to play a role, but it's definitely not now." Gatu interrupted Earlaen's low roar and said indifferently, "Father, I admit that you're right."

"The emperor, Lin Xuanyuan, Ye Liu-Li, Wang Fu-Yu, Xuanyuan Qinghuan, Five World-shaking Grade Sovereigns, The power of the royal family was now comparable to Atlas at his peak, The other Chen Fengxiao, None of us know how well he is recovering from his injuries, Father, in terms of such high-end combat strength, The United States is too weak. We are using our own strength to fight against the royal family and the Divine Continent Empire. Now that Black Robe is dead, Red Robe is dead, Adolf's position is subtle. We cannot win. Although 800 super elites are a very powerful force, the role they can play in the United States is limited because we simply cannot afford to lose! Not to mention the Emperor and Lin Xuanyuan, even the other three World-shaking Sovereigns of the Imperial Clan are enough to deal a devastating blow to our 800 elites. If we lose even our final chips, what else can we do to establish the Atlas Dynasty? "

Earlaen remained silent.

He was not an idiot, so he could tell that Cato was right. After a short period of rage, he calmed down and agreed with his son's point of view. However, the feeling of being completely surpassed by his opponent became clearer and clearer. He shook his head abruptly. Earlaen said with a fidgety expression, "Then what do you think we should do?"

"The only way is to find our allies."

Cato smiled. "Father, You should contact the Comorians, This may not be the best way, But it's feasible, Let them enter the United States, Looks like we're sharing our power, However, they also have to face the pressure from the royal family. Furthermore, Father now holds the position of Marshal of the U.S. Army. Even if the people of Comoria come here, we still have enough advantages to suppress them, form an alliance with them, and invite them to the United States. This is much more advantageous than gathering 800 elites to the United States. "

Earlaen narrowed his eyes, his eyes flickering with a clear light of contemplation.

The Comorian race.

This was not a force that could contend against Atlas. To put it bluntly, if time went on for a hundred years, the Comorian race would also belong to Atlas.

This was a branch that had split off from the Atlas clan. In the past hundred years, the two clans had very little connection. Even if they did, the scene could not be considered harmonious.

In terms of strength, Comoria, who had broken away from Atlas, was naturally inferior to Atlas. However, the Comorian Clan also had a Giant Grade Sovereign. He was no weaker than Adolf and was even slightly stronger. They could also bring out some X Grade experts. If such an ally could really be pulled over to fight against the Imperial Clan, it would be very important.

But the crux of the matter was, what kind of price would Atlas have to pay if he wanted to persuade the Comorians to take action?

"I'm afraid they won't make a move easily."

Earlaen thought about it seriously. Only then did he slowly say, Atlas and Comoria were not enemies of blood, But the division a hundred years ago was not peaceful at all, If it wasn't for the contradictions that couldn't coexist, the other party wouldn't have chosen to split from Atlas. In recent decades, Atlas's strength had expanded dramatically, and he had always been eyeing Comoria. If it wasn't for the emergence of a more heaven-defying royal family, Comoria might no longer exist.

"Of course they won't act so easily, but we can give him a reason to do so."

Gaztu sneered and said firmly, "I don't believe Adolf will go to Comoria. They won't be moved. The suppression of force has always been the most troublesome reason for the other party to sit down. If Adolf goes over, the Comorian Patriarch might be able to sleep well."

"Adolf?!"

Earlaen's body trembled slightly as he raised his head.

"That's right, Atlas can't hold him anymore, And he might not want to stay here, If it weren't for the imperial family's power, "I will definitely kill him at all costs. With his deal with Lin Xuanyuan, he will die. Father, we can't control this person anymore. If we continue to let him stay in Atlas, we will even face another split. Instead, let him go to Comoria. At the very least, we can let him exert more strength in the war."

Cato sneered.

"If that's the case, the other party will have two supreme beings at the level of giants."

Earlaen said calmly. If Adolf really went to Comoria, it would be equivalent to Atlas and Comoria having two World-shaking Sovereigns. Comoria had two giants, and they had an invincible figure and a young Sovereign on their side.

As a result, neither of the two giants would be Earlaen's opponent, but Cato was no match for the two giants, and his strength had once again reached a balance.

This was indeed a good bargaining chip.

"And..."

"If Adolf isn't enough, then we can tell the people of Comoria that Lin Xuanyuan has a Saint Scepter. This news will drive them completely crazy."