"Xi Ling?"
Hearing the Mechanical Race chieftain's cry of alarm, Richard only felt the situation becoming more and more complicated.
The Tide Spirit Race was likewise a major race within the Natural Federation. Their chieftain, the Xi Ling King, had already reached the limit of Dominators and could break through the limit at any moment.
If something had gone wrong with the Tide Spirit Race, then this would be a serious matter.
The Tide Spirit Race and the Gloomhaven Tribe together accounted for nearly half of the Natural Federation's strength. If they had sided with the Civilization Devourer, the Natural Federation could practically declare its destruction.
Richard asked, "So what did you see in those memories, Mech?"
Steam rose from the Mechanical Race chieftain's head as he slowly said, "Before attending the Great Mechanical Festival, quite a number of these people came into contact with a Xi Ling Merchant Guild."
If the Mechanical Race were factory owners, then the Tide Spirit Race were ranchers.
The Tide Spirit Race possessed the Natural Federation's only Large World. There were no continents in that world, only an immense number of islands.
The Xi Ling did not like war. Their greatest hobby was herding along the ocean currents.
According to past statistics, the Xi Ling supplied over seventy percent of the Natural Federation's Magic Beast flesh and blood, as well as forty percent of its magically altered materials.
For such a gentle race to side with the Civilization Devourer was truly beyond comprehension.
"No, it definitely won't be the Xi Ling." The Mechanical Race chieftain shook his head.
"Those Xi Ling may be soft-tempered, but they are no spineless cowards. Besides, the Xi Ling have always been the least enthusiastic about developing Previous Civilization ruins. There's no reason they would come into contact with