Salk came to the most precious place of the entire beast race, an underground palace, and five mysterious gates stood on both sides of the deep corridor, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, thanks to the ancestors who found this mysterious place, so that the beast tribe had a heritage that the world could not imagine.

Ten mysterious subspaces connected behind ten mysterious gates, each large and small. But the size of the land in the smallest space is enough for more than 30 million people to thrive here, and the annual output of that fertile land is enough to support the needs of more than 50 million people.

These ten magical subspaces are the true essence of the beast race, and the real residence of the ten major races of the beast race is in these ten magical subspaces.

And it is precisely with these ten magical subspaces, under the blockade of the human race, that the beast race living in the barren land has the strength to compete with the human race. It was precisely because of these ten magical subspaces that he dared to give up all the land outside the Savage Plateau, gather his people on the Savage Plateau, and compete with the Terrans.

As long as these ten magical subspaces still exist, even if the Terrans occupy the Heaven-Sent City, their Orcs will be able to snatch them back after accumulating strength for decades!

As for whether these subspaces will be discovered by the Terrans, he is not worried at all, the key that can open the door of this underground palace, except for the essence blood of the Beamon royal family, there is no way to open the door of this underground palace.

But if it really goes that far, the orcs will probably shrink into the city of heaven forever, just like the elves or the swamps, and the fertility of the human race is really too strong. Any piece of land that has been occupied by them for more than a hundred years. That one can never be reclaimed.

Thinking of this, his pace couldn't help but speed up again. Walk through the deep corridors to the depths of the underground palace. A blood-red space came into his eyes.

Looking at the magical altar in the blood-red space in front of him, the blood-red giant eye was still shining red light suspended on the altar. Under the shroud of that red light, he could clearly feel that his blood was boiling, and his strength was constantly improving.

At this time, he couldn't help but wonder why the mysterious power was still there, why he couldn't feel it on the ground.

Here's why! Why can't you feel the power of the red light once you leave here, is there really something wrong with this altar in front of you?

"Sashro, you go and ask the Great Shaman again. Ask them if they have found where the problem is? Thinking of this, Salk became more and more worried, looked at the old man standing beside him, and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Hearing Salk's words, the old man said respectfully, and then prepared to leave!

"Your Majesty, I have found the reason, I know"

That's when it happened. He heard the sound of hurried footsteps behind him, followed by the cheerful voice of the great shaman.

Hearing this voice, Salk suddenly showed a happy expression on his face and turned around directly. Looking at the great shaman who appeared, he asked, "Great shaman, what is the reason?" ”

"Your Majesty. By looking up previous documents, I found out more than a thousand years ago. When Emperor Sarn led the patriarchs of various clans to fight against the nine demon gods of the Yi family, he was unfortunately defeated. When I entered here, I found this altar, and the altar was also like this.

Its power is as if it has been suppressed by a mysterious force, and it can't break through the limitations of the underground palace. At the time of seeing this strange scene, Sarn the Great received an oracle from the beast god - blood, endless blood, endless power......

It was also this oracle that caused the Emperor Sarn to perform a blood sacrifice and obtain the power of madness, and then defeated the nine demon gods of the Yi family......"

"Blood sacrifices? Endless blood, endless power? Hearing the words of the old man in front of him, Salk couldn't help but say to himself.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it is a blood sacrifice, as long as we perform another blood sacrifice, we will definitely be able to restore the power of the altar, and maybe we can once again gain the favor of the beast god." Old Man Beamon said excitedly.

"Great shaman, show me that record!" Looking at the excited old man in front of him, Salk suppressed the excitement in his heart and said.

The supreme god, I take the blood of the people of the eighteen royal clans of my clan as a guide, and the souls of 100,000 people as sacrifices, and ask my god to give us the power to defeat the demons...

Looking at the familiar handwriting in the Chinese dedication, Salk immediately recognized that it was definitely the handwriting of Emperor Saan the Great, and immediately completely believed what the old man Beamon said just now.

As long as you find all the people of the royal bloodline of the eighteen races in the beast clan and sacrifice 100,000 clansmen, you can completely activate this altar in front of you, so as to gain infinite strength and win this war.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get excited, this little bit of effort is a piece of cake at all, as long as he can win this war and sacrifice the lives of millions of people.

But in an instant, he remembered one thing, and he became a little worried, the discovery of the ten magical spaces made the beast race change from eighteen races to the current ten races, and the other races declined one after another, resulting in the overall strength of the beast race never recovering to be as strong as before.

It can be said that success is also these ten subspaces, and defeat is also these ten subspaces.

Fortunately, after the civil strife of the beast clan back then, Emperor Sarn gave a part of the subspace of the Beamon clan to those races that failed in the competition, otherwise not to mention the people of their royal blood, even the clansmen might not be able to see it.

But it was precisely that change that the arrogant Night Cat Clan announced that they had broken with the entire Beast Clan, and disappeared into the Shadow Valley, no longer interacting with the various races of the Beast Clan. Even if the orcs are now wiped out, they are still indifferent.

Otherwise, with the assistance of the night cat clan's power of time and space, their orcs would have already broken through the three major fortress groups garrisoned by the human race, so why did they fall to this point!

Now if you want to get the people of the Night Cat Clan's royal family, I'm afraid it's very difficult! With the topography of the Shadow Valley, if the Night Cat Clan didn't want people to find them, he wouldn't be able to find them in a short period of time, let alone anyone from the royal family.

Thinking of this, he expressed the worry in his heart.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, don't worry, under the favor of the Beast God, I found a person with the royal blood of the Night Cat Clan in the Heavenly Gift City. Although her talent has not yet been activated, she definitely has her royal bloodline, so we can already start the Blood Sacrifice! ”

"Great Shaman, what you said is true?" Salk couldn't help but ask in surprise, at this moment, he suddenly felt that God had not abandoned him.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it's true!"

"Okay, I'll go back to the clan land, let a few of their races send a few people out, and you go and inform the patriarchs of the other races!" Hearing the great shaman's affirmative words, Salk immediately made a decision.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" (To be continued.) )