Quilsein, the chief of the Divine Tribe, since receiving the news of the invasion of the Blood Tribe, he has been sleepless for several days, discussing with the tribal elders how to deal with the menacing attack of the Blood Tribe, thanks to the existence of the Psionic Link, which makes the communication between them very convenient and will not cause misunderstandings, but also suffers from the Psionic Link, and the offensive of the Blood Tribe is also difficult to deal with.

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'Elders, the Blood Tribe is menacing, and I don't know what to do. Queltheon was the first to speak as chief, and the other contemplative elders had to respond.

'Chief, as far as I know, the blood-blooded tribes, so cruel and bloodthirsty that all the tribes they conquer have become slaves, and I have even heard that they eat their captives, and that they are so wicked that we must not surrender to them. 'The Great Elder of the Divine Tribe was the first to express his condemnation of the Blood Tribe.

The Great Elder has a point, but how do we deal with it? Quelsein nodded in agreement with the Grand Elder, and then continued to ask.

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'In my opinion, we should first gather all the forces in the tribe to resist this attack of the Blood Tribe, and then gather the forces of the rest of the tribe to defeat the enemy together, the most important thing at the moment is to resist the attack of the Blood Tribe, if even we can't resist the blade of the Blood Tribe, I am afraid that the rest of the tribes will not dare to disobey." The proposal made by the Eight Elders, who were in charge of construction, was unexpectedly approved by the rest of the Elders.

The next discussion all revolved around how to defend, this discussion lasted for three days and three nights, and after the end the rest of the elders were exhausted, but Quelsein was in good spirits, looking at the chief in the prime of life in front of him, all the elders sighed, fortunately the chief was in the prime of life, otherwise this battle would decline before the battle, I am afraid that it will be a disaster of extermination.

The Divine Tribe began to assemble its own combat power, Quilsein ordered all the gathering teams, hunting teams, to join the battle, and all the women, the old and the children were responsible for the production of various utensils, and in such intense preparations, the attack of the Blood Tribe was finally ushered in.

The Blood Tribe is worthy of being a notorious murderous tribe, and a warrior of their tribe often needs three or four warriors of the Divine Tribe to resist, but even such a ferocious Blood Tribe, in the face of the concerted efforts of all the Divine Tribe, is still gradually defeated, and reinforcements from other tribes have become the last straw that crushes the camel.

Seeing that they were about to lose, the chieftain of the Blood Tribe had no choice but to order a retreat, relying on the strong strength of the Blood Tribe warriors, they fought a bloody way through the crowd to escape, and released cruel words, sooner or later, they would sink all the leaders of the Divine Tribe and these small tribes into the Sunset Lake to feed the fish.

Since then, the Divine Tribe and a number of large and small tribes in the east have formed an alliance to fight against the blood tribe in the west, and the blood tribe has broken in the center of the continent for the first time after conquering the west and the north, which has also caused the hearts of the blood tribe to fluctuate, but under the bloody suppression of the fanged chieftain, it has temporarily remained calm, but these accounts are counted by the fangs on the head of the divine tribe.

The Divine Tribe gathered the strength of many small tribes, assembled a large army, and equipped with the newly developed weapons and armor of the Divine Tribe, making the alliance even stronger.

After the Blood Tribe attacked several times by the Divine Dependents and was unable to win, Fangs had to admit that he couldn't help it, which led to him becoming more and more cruel within the Blood Tribe.

And at this time, there was a leader of a small tribe who could no longer stand the brutality of Fangs, and raised the banner of rebellion with several small leaders who suffered the same thing, Fangs disdained this, you were defeated by me when you were the leader, and now you are just a prisoner, can you still have the strength to resist?

Sure enough, Fangs easily suppressed the rebellion, once again intimidating the leaders of other small tribes, and there was a small leader of the rebellion who saw that he was about to be made by Fangs. Human-meat-barbecued pork, in order to survive, he reported a traveler from the tribe of gods.

"You're saying this person can solve my immediate needs?" Fangs held a wine glass made of skulls in his right hand, and his eyes glowing red stared coldly at the little chief who was kneeling in front of him.

The little chief's eyes flashed with fear, and he didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, and transmitted his memories and intentions to Fang's mind through psionic energy: "Yes, honorable chief, this traveler is from the Divine Tribe, and it is said that he controls the Divine Tribe's method of making weapons and tools."

Fang's eyes narrowed slightly, thinking that he was having a headache with the newly developed weapons and armor for the Divine Dependents Tribe, and this person was really in the snow right now, but this little lord.

Sensing Fang's gaze, the little lord bowed his head deeply, not daring to look directly at Fang. Seeing him behave like this, Fangfang couldn't help but lose interest, so he sent an order to the guards around him, "This person dares to transmit psionic energy into my mind, it's really bold, just boil him into soup." ”

Hearing this undisguised malice, the little lord looked directly at the fangs in disbelief, and his slightly bright eyes bloomed with a light that had never appeared in his life, "How can you be like this, I am." ”

Fangs gouged out the little lord's eyes with his left hand and played with them in his hand, interrupting the poor lord's words, and looked into his eyes with a satisfied expression, "Yes, such eyes are worthy of me." ”

The little lord had his fangs gouged out his eyes before he could react, and he couldn't help but wail when he reacted.

"Well, yes, it's this breath, anger, unwillingness, fear, this smell is amazing, hahahaha, hahahaha", in his wails and fangs, the guards dragged him out, presumably to make dinner.

"As for you," Fangs turned to stare at the man who had been pushed to the floor by the guards, "I guess you won't be honest with me about your tribe's secrets. ”

"Yes, thief, you don't want to gain any knowledge from me, and your tyrannical rule will surely be defeated by us." The young technician looked up at the fangs without fear.

"Very well, I admire your courage," Fangs stood in front of the technician, dropping his glass and placing his right hand on top of the technician's head.

"As to whether your bones are as hard as your words, I think I'll soon know."

"You, what do you want to do?" The technician felt the cold touch on his scalp, and a thick sense of foreboding enveloped him.

"Ahh No! That's impossible! You! You are... A sudden, sharp pain spread through the technician's body without warning, and he only felt that his soul and blood seemed to be being pulled by a tremendous force, as if they were about to leave his body.

The endless pain made him suddenly understand why the warriors of the Blood Tribe were always so strong, but it was a pity that there was no way to pass this information on to the tribe.

When the last wisps of red smoke were sucked in by the fangs, there was a dead silence around them, the guards were already prostrate on the ground, and the poor technician was dead, leaving behind a shriveled body that looked like it was going to turn to ashes at any moment.

After devouring the technician, although Fang did not have all the memories of the technician, he also learned a lot about the method of crafting weapons, so he did not care about the people kneeling on the ground, but went directly to the production room of the Blood Tribe to create the weapons he obtained.

After obtaining the new weapons, the already powerful Blood Tribe soldiers were strengthened, and in the following battles, they defeated the coalition forces several times, and even almost broke through the coalition defenses.

Fortunately, after the coalition discovered that the Blood Tribe also had the previous weapon, the technicians in the rear happened to develop a new weapon and successfully resisted the attack of the Blood Tribe.

Since then, both the Coalition and the Blood Tribes have begun to develop military weapons technology, countless inventions have been used for killing, and as weapons have become more advanced, the destructive power of both sides has increased day by day.

In order to maintain their rule, the people of the Blood Tribe began to slaughter the captives who surrendered, and in this way, the news that the Blood Tribe relied on killing their own people to gain more power gradually spread, shocking the whole world.

In order to fight against the evil deeds of the Blood Tribe, 1,500 years after the outbreak of the War of Eternity, the Divine Tribe and the Eastern Tribal Alliance jointly formed the Empire of Light to better control the people in the territory and raise an army.

The Empire of Light is led by an Archon, and a group of elders form the House of Elders to assist the Archons. The Blood Tribes followed suit to establish the Blood Empire, but according to reliable sources, its essence has not changed.

A thousand years after the founding of the Empire of Light, the Empire's engineers developed a weapon that could explode, and this weapon, named Dynamite, wiped out fifty percent of the Blood Tribe's forces on the frontal battlefield.

This terrible weapon deeply shocked the Fanged King, so he attacked the Bright Empire Engineer Station stationed on the front line overnight, but because the guards reacted in time, he didn't have time to take the engineer away, so he didn't care about exposing his means of absorbing the memories of other people's souls, and killed some of the engineers on the spot before fleeing in a hurry.

After this incident, the Empire of Light finally realized that the traitor who leaked information that his side had never been able to find turned out to be the evil secret method of the Fanged King.

The Fanged King, who fled back to the Blood Empire, quickly imitated gunpowder, causing the battle between the two sides to reach a stalemate again, but the evil secret method exposed by the Fanged King further stimulated the Bright Empire, and they began to shift their attention to personal power after all their energy was devoted to military technology.

After all, the Fanged King is unstoppable, and once the engineer is killed, it means the leakage of technology, which greatly annoys the archon of the Empire of Light, so he ordered that half of the budget originally invested in the Academy of Sciences be cut to the High Priest, and the High Priest is appointed as the dean of the newly established seminary, and the purpose of the seminary is to study all kinds of mysterious knowledge to obtain great power.

Since then, the High Priest, who has lived for hundreds of years, has once again welcomed many seekers of knowledge, and the most surprising of those who have come to visit is the son of the current consul, Savathane.

This young man not only has knowledge and vision far beyond his peers, but also has a determined heart.

After testing Savasein on several questions, the high priest gladly adopted him as his disciple and appointed him as his successor.

This made Savasein suddenly a public opinion figure in the capital of the Empire of Light, after all, as the eldest son of the archon, he was supposed to be a popular candidate to serve as the next consul, but he became the heir of the high priest, and according to the laws of the empire, once he became the high priest, he could no longer hold the rest of the positions.

At the center of public opinion, Quelthein also personally discussed with his son for a whole night, and finally agreed to let Savasein take over as high priest.