The banquet is about to end.

Chen Feng slowly stood up, glanced at the people in front of him, and then said in a deep voice, "You must have all heard my name. You made the right choice!"

"Those who submit to me will gain benefits from this land. I will grant them relative freedom. As warriors under my command, you can even keep your own spoils of war in battles, as long as you submit eighty percent!"

Chen Feng was in a good mood.

Because he had accomplished quite a feat.

[Biological Fusion]

The apocalypse is like an insurmountable chasm.

Instead of thinking about how to escape it, it’s better to choose to face it.

As time goes by, some factions have chosen to form strong alliances with certain dimensional creatures to better resist the invasion of the apocalypse.

After all, compared to insects and beasts, those intelligent beings hold the possibility of cooperation.

But Chen Feng was different. Unlike those factions that, for the sake of alliance, do not hesitate to offer huge sums of money, weapons, or even women as compensation, Chen Feng had completely subdued these alien races.

Submission is not the only choice.

But if you want to live, submission is a prerequisite.

"Sir!"

The Dark Department personnel promoted by Chen Feng entered briskly, always keeping an eye on the half-elf troops, then leaned down and said, "Sir, those people have arrived."

Hmm.

Hearing this, Chen Feng nodded expressionlessly, then got up and walked outside.

The Dark Elf was also waiting outside, and upon seeing Chen Feng, she nodded lightly and whispered, "Master, I have heard that some creatures with pointy ears have arrived here. I wish to go take a look."

Chen Feng nodded and said, "Follow me. If it’s just some boring acts, then kill them all."

The Dark Elf’s expression was serious, a trace of cold light appeared in her eyes, and she nodded without hesitation.

Having been by the master’s side for so long.

She already understood that Chen Feng is the kind of person who pays great attention to rules, and those who do not adhere to the rules he sets will be mercilessly executed.

Pretense of dimensional creatures, this has happened before.

Humans are a kind of creature good at disguising themselves. To deter their enemies, they disguise themselves as special creatures. There have also been such cases.

Humans disguised as monsters?

Although it sounds somewhat horrifying, driven by life, everyone is exerting full efforts and struggling hard.

...............

Chen Feng soon met with the envoys.

When seeing the other party, Chen Feng couldn’t help but show a bit of surprise on his face, because the five humanoid creatures standing in front of him looked somewhat similar to elves, but their skin was inclined to yellow, their pupils slightly blue, and their hair was green. The males appeared tall and lean, with bodies filled with a sense of power and coordination, indicating they are naturally stronger than ordinary people, with a higher starting point and talent.

However, one noticeable thing was that their ears were slightly shorter than those of the Dark Elves.

"Half-Elves?!"

Looking at their appearance, Chen Feng finally confirmed their identity; these few individuals turned out to be real half-elves!

The Dark Elf also sensed a trace of bloodline power from them. Though weak, it was undeniable that they had elven blood.

Mata, upon seeing the Dark Elf, although surprised, was not as overwhelmed as before since what they encountered along the way had already accustomed them somewhat.

Human factions?

In the short journey, she witnessed the forces of devils, goblins, Nagas, ogres, and a real elf standing before her, a total of five races.

The abundance of races did not make Mata panic; instead, she had a slight throb in her heart.

That was because perhaps the ruler of this force is not someone who is [anti-foreign], possessing great tolerance to accommodate other life forms.

Chen Feng glanced at them, slightly furrowed his brows, then said, "Whom do you worship?"

This question seemed to carry a special significance.

Mata did not expect Chen Feng to ask such a question at this moment, she cleared her throat lightly, then said, "We worship Damara!"

Compared to humans, these dimensional creatures often come into contact with the so-called divine systems more easily. Just by asking a little, even those goblins are likely followers of some evil god. Of course, due to their strength, they are mostly cannon fodder-level believers.

Damara.

Chen Feng pondered on the information related to this divine spirit in his mind.

The Laughing Wanderer.

The god of wanderers, Worildamara, usually appears as a man with brown hair, olive skin, and eyes always tinted with a hint of pleasure and debauchery. He often disguises himself. Worildamara loves wine, women, and music. He is a drifter, a prankster, and a master of disguise. His divine halls are rarely seen, but many people are willing to toast in his name.

Worildamara likes to mess with anyone who seems to live a regular life, doing daily routine things.

He persuades his followers to focus on researching and developing musical arts. He has also taught people that "life is about enjoyment, and living is about pranks and being pranked."

Worildamara’s followers particularly enjoy trickery and pranks; according to Worildamara, that is one of the greatest sources of joy in life, and the only purpose of good wine is just to be drunk.

People ought to escape pain and misfortune; the prohibition of alcohol and a stern life attitude are the culprits of ruining a good life, the greatest poison that corrodes a healthy soul.

It can be seen that this evil god has his own insights into life.

The temples serving Worildamara are very few. However, as his followers say, wherever there is wine, songs, and laughter, there is Worildamara’s temple.

Elves.

As natural hedonists, they too may be followers of Damara.

This is a chaotic-neutral evil god, which coincidentally aligns with the elves’ lazy nature.

After Mata finished her answer, she lifted her head, glancing at Chen Feng’s face with her peripheral vision. Is this man in front of her the leader here?

He looked much younger than imagined.

In Mata’s original thoughts, being able to possess such a strong force, the leader must be a middle-aged man, full of beard, carrying some intimidating power.

But now, opposite her, sat someone who looked about the same age as herself.

However, Mata did not dare to express any contempt, but rather appeared more nervous. Having such a large force at such an age exemplifies that the other party possesses some spectacular talents.

The elves living in the jungle keenly understand how fearsome predators lurk in those seemingly peaceful bushes. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Chen Feng gazed at the pretty girl in front of him, first scanning her from bottom to top, which seemed to possess some sort of magic, causing Mata to feel stripped bare, openly exposed to Chen Feng, with her palms faintly sweaty.

Clearing his throat.

Chen Feng no longer surveyed her body but looked directly into Mata’s eyes, saying deeply, "I heard you want to pledge loyalty to me, so tell me, what can you and your people do for me?"