Degaloff mingled with the crowd, glancing at the high platform obscured by the red cloth. Although he occasionally bumps into or gets bumped into by someone because of this, Degaloff doesn't care.

As the bearman's inheritor, he can face any challenge!

On this small island, which cannot be searched by satellites, there are many peers. For example, the Lloante family in Philadelphia, the Carroll family in Los Angeles, and even the Quest family in northern Canada, etc., all received invitations from the Gambino family to participate in tonight's grand party.

No! No! No! That's not an invitation! Degaloff shook his head: to be exact, it was a notice, which could also be called an ultimatum! That's because there's a particularly bold word on it: "Must"!

Degaroff's family came to Alaska very early, even before the founding of the United States. Although the shrewd Americans later bought Alaska from the Tsar for a symbolic price, the Degarov family never returned to Russia - they felt that this was their paradise!

As for which country Alaska is a territory, is it important for the bear people who love ice and snow?

I should have called the Boutorolinskis! Degaloff thought silently. Before he left, he had also visited Buterolinski's house, but the guy was too stubborn and adamant that the so-called "WindClan" would leave their territory after a period of looting and showing off, so he shrugged off the notice he had issued.

Degaloff was well aware of Buttrolinsky's strange temper, so he had to bring his family to the venue.

Many of the big families sent their largest teams, spontaneously gathering together, chattering and whispering about something. Degaloff knew that they must be exchanging feelings and opinions about the WindClan.

WindClan! Degaloff shuddered at the thought of this name he had never heard before.

He had seen with his own eyes that the most powerful warrior in the family had been smashed into a pile of pieces of meat with a single punch in front of a seemingly thin Wind Clan! The rest of the family was even worse: the slightest change would lead to ruthless repression.

After paying the lesson of blood, the Degalov family could only surrender to their fate. Later, I learned that the so-called Wind Clan was just a group of vampires in New York. I don't know which god I have been blessed with, but I have actually transformed into a being who is even more terrifying than an angel!

It is said that today's conference was held at the request of the deity, but what exactly it was going to do, Degaloff does not know. The only thing he was sure of was that the Wind Clan wouldn't do anything to his family anymore.

If you really want to kill them all, people will do it in the first place! For example, the vampire Fuchs family, who has always been entrenched in Ottawa, because of their resolute resistance, was placed in the coffins of all the families in broad daylight by the Wind Clan, and solved all the more than 300 vampires of the entire family without blood. And the Fuchs family has since been removed from the dark world in one fell swoop!

Anyway, as far as Degaloff knew, since the WindClan was blessed by the gods, broke away from the Bloodline, and expanded into the whole of North America, countless dark creatures have been mercilessly slaughtered by him. And there are not a few examples of Fuchs who resisted stubbornly and eventually disappeared the whole clan!

Of course, there are more members of the Dark World who are more knowledgeable about affairs who have made the same choice as Degaloff.

It's to surrender to the pretty colorful wings of the WindClan!

The time agreed on the notice was approaching, but Degaloff still didn't see the appearance of the dreaded wind-clan. All you see are the dark creatures that have survived in North America; All I heard was the fear of the Wind Clan's combat power and means!

"I'm sure that even if the archangel is against them, he may not be able to take advantage of them!"

It was a noble gentleman with a snow-white face who spoke, but Degaloff knew that it was nothing more than a vampire.

The gentleman's words were quickly refuted:

"Mr. Entez, maybe the archangel is the natural enemy of your blood clan, but he may not be able to deal with our pterodactyl!"

The vampire Entez immediately shot back:

"Ah, my dear Mr. Lenka, what about our WindClan?"

The pterosaur Lenka was suddenly silent.

If it weren't for the fact that they were beaten by the Wind Clan and had nowhere to escape, how would the Pterodactyl family, which has amphibious combat power on land, water and air, come to the conference in droves?

It's a party of survivors, but it's also a party of losers.

At this venue, there will be only one winner:

WindClan!

"Gentlemen, I think our main concern is not only the fighting. And our freedom and the future of our respective families! ”

A high-pitched voice sounded, and everyone turned their heads to pay attention, it turned out to be the patriarch of the Quest family, the largest in Canada.

"Mr. Quest! We haven't completely lost our freedom, and besides, who is the WindClan's opponent? ”

Someone shouted sharply.

Quest stepped forward, trying to show his body in front of everyone. And at the same time, there is also his tightly clenched fist!

"So we need to be united! As long as everyone unites and resists together, there is nothing that cannot be defeated! ”

"It is precisely because we are fighting separately that we have given the Wind Clan a chance to break through. If, from now on, we become one," Quest said, raising his huge fist aloft:

"I'm sure we'll be able to break free from the chains that the WindClan binds us! We will be able to start that free life again! ”

"It's better to die than to be free!"

As Quest chanted, there was some confusion in the square. And what is even more chaotic is the hearts of these people.

Is it to form a group to resist the powerful WindClan, or to stay under the protection of the WindClan's wings and be obedient?

The former is very likely to pay with his life - not only his own, but also the entire family! The power of the WindClan, like their colorful wings, is unforgettable for everyone.

And what about the latter? You can get the same free life as before. What you pay is freedom!

Between freedom and life, between survival and perdition, what choice will these dark creatures make?

Degaloff narrowed his eyes, and his heart throbbed inexplicably.

Freedom! It's something as important as air, how can it be lost lightly?

Although the scale of his family is not large compared to those big families, it does not mean that he is willing to lose his freedom.

Degaloff clenched his fists and was about to shout, but suddenly made an extremely strange discovery!