Outside the Black Altar.

The angry Divine Lord and the Holy Ancestor of the Protoss came to the Holy Land of the Blood Clan after they were sure to kill all the remnants of the Blood Clan.

At this time, the sea of blood had disappeared without a trace, leaving only a black altar in the holy land.

"What about the sea of blood?"

The god lord looked at the sea of blood without a trace, and his gloomy face showed a little anger.

"Your Highness, the sea of blood is different from other things, it is impossible to put it in a space container, and it is impossible to be taken away, it must be hidden by that old guy near here."

A Protoss Holy Ancestor speculated.

As the cradle of the blood clan, it is naturally impossible for the blood sea to be packed into a space container.

But the Black Altar is the last hope of being crafted as a depleted bloodline.

It intercepts a piece of the world fragment and forcibly compresses it inside a black altar.

It can hold living creatures, and the black altar itself is extremely sturdy enough to be carried around.

The Black Altar is like a secret realm that can be moved around at will.

But the solidity of the interior space is not comparable to those secret realms.

After all, it is a world fragment taken from the Overworld.

Then the question arises, why don't the Bloodlines hide in the inner space of the Black Altar?

Because they can't get in at all.

Although the Black Altar is made by the Bloodline, even the BloodClan Patriarch cannot use it, and the Altar itself will only follow the orders of those it approves.

At this time, the sea of blood is in the inner world of the black altar.

After searching for a long time, the Divine Lord still did not find the shadow of the sea of blood.

The sea of blood is the foundation of the blood clan, if the sea of blood is not destroyed, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Ahh How can this be reasonable, old fellow, even if you die, you will still me! ”

The continuous encounters made the god angry.

"Ten sanctions! this place for me! The Lord roared madly.

A third-order Rubik's cube-like cube appeared from the top of the god's head, transparent throughout, and emitting a pure white light.

This thing is the heart and soul of the Divine Lord.

An eternal treasure.

You must know that there are no less than ten eternal powerhouses in this world, even the rarebest ones.

And the Eternal Treasure is a natural and naturally raised baby bump, and there are only three pieces of the total number of races.

Protoss Patriarch: The Ten Sanctions of the Divine Lord

Demon Commander: The Celestial Monument of the Town Boundary of the Underworld

Spirit Ancestors: The Ancient Spirit King's Ten Thousand Transformations Orb

Any one of the eternal treasures thrown out will surely cause strife among all races.

Want to grab it?

The owners of the three Eternal Arcana Treasures are all Eternal level powerhouses.

And the holy weapon has a spirit, once you confess the Lord, you will follow your master for the rest of your life.

Besides, the ordinary Holy Ancestor and the Eternal Heads-up really don't necessarily beat the Eternal Treasure.

The ten-party sanctions hanging over the head of the god lord flew directly over the sea of blood.

Suddenly, thousands of white rays of light shot out of it.

The light was blown to pieces wherever it passed, and in a moment craters of greater or smaller were scattered throughout the Holy Land.

"Your Highness, there's something strange about that black altar."

The Holy Ancestor of the Protoss beside the Divine Lord found that the light of the Ten Directions Sanction could not blow up the black altar, and reminded the Divine Lord loudly.

"Ten sanctions, bombardment of that black altar with all your might."

After hearing the words of the Divine Lord, the originally scattered white light instantly condensed into a huge beam of light and smashed the altar.

With a wave of his right hand, the dust stirred up by Bao Zhana suddenly dispersed, revealing a black altar full of cracks inside.

An arrogant laugh came from the mouth of the god master: "Sure enough, there is something weird, the old guy is really a good method, but you didn't calculate that I finally found your mother's womb, hahaha." ”

The full force of the ten-party sanctions did not destroy this altar.

The Divine Lord can now be sure that the sea of blood must be inside this black altar.

The ten-party sanctions in the sky flew back above the head of the god lord, and gradually disappeared without a trace.

The priest walked forward to the black altar and reached out to touch it.

Just as his hand was about to touch the black altar, the mutation occurred.

A blood-red light emanated from the bottom of the altar.

Then a crack in the space large enough to swallow the altar peeks out from the bottom of the altar.

The altar fell into the crack and disappeared without a trace.

This is the last resort of the Bloodclan Patriarch.

In order to prevent the black altar from falling into the hands of the Protoss, the Blood Clan Patriarch set up an extremely hidden formation at the bottom of the altar.

As soon as a Protoss gets close to the altar, the formation will activate, and the black altar will fall into the spatial crack.

As for where it will fall, even the blood patriarch does not know.

As long as it's not in the hands of the Protoss.

"No!"

The Divine Lord's eyes glared at the boss, and in an instant, he was extremely angry.

Seeing the cooked duck flying away in front of his eyes, the god lord couldn't bear it, and immediately jumped into the spatial crack.

The spatial turbulence kept obstructing the Divine Master, and he didn't react at the most critical time.

No matter how much the Divine Lord searched in the spatial turbulence, the black altar just disappeared.

"Ahh If there is a kind of blood clan, you will hide for the rest of your life and not be discovered by me, otherwise I will kill as many as I want! Give me the order to send someone to find the black altar! ”

The Divine Lord clenched his fists, his voice mixed with reluctance and anger.

The roar of the Divine Lord spread throughout the Blood Clan's Holy Land.

The birth of the blood clan from the sea of blood is something that all races know, but not all blood clans are born from the sea of blood.

The blood clan born from the sea of blood is called the first blood clan, and the first blood clan can also give birth to offspring after combining with each other.

Their descendants are called the second generation of blood, and there are three or four generations further back

As the number of bloodlines born in the sea of blood increases, the number of the first generation of bloodlines gradually decreases every year.

In the past 100 years, no new first generation of blood has been born.

But at this moment, the anomaly protruded, and nearly half of the sea of blood broke away from the main body, condensed and shrunk not far away, and finally formed a two-meter-high blood-colored giant egg.

You must know that even the birth of the Blood Clan Patriarch did not consume so much blood.

The potential of the first generation of bloodlines in this dome can be imagined.

The Bloodline's plan to pour out all their power did not succeed as they had hoped.

The eternal-level Blood Clan puppet did not appear, and even the sea of blood disappeared.

Half of them gave birth to an original bloodline.

As for the other half, they were steadily surrounding the Scarlet Dome, and the Chosen One in the void did not appear.

If the Blood Clan Patriarch knew, he would probably have jumped out of the coffin.

The primeval war was an era of heavy losses for all races.

A large number of mid-to-high-end forces in the entire world died, and even the super powerhouses of the Holy Ancestor level died a lot, and some eternities were also recuperating from their slumber.

After three hundred years of war, the leaders of the tribes unanimously decided to cease the war and signed the Treaty of All Nations.

All clans are not allowed to infringe on each other's territory, and the Holy Ancestor and Eternal are not allowed to make moves.

Although the large-scale war has subsided, the grievances between the various ethnic groups have not disappeared.

Skirmishes often break out on the borders of the clans' territories, and this cannot be stopped.