Chapter 41: An Unknown Fate Next

Ryker lowered his greatsword and fell to one knee.

The eyes were extremely painful.

"Your Excellency, Honorable Mage, we are willing to surrender."

The moment young Ollie knelt down at Rekel, a piece of his heart clicked and shattered, and tears blurred his eyes.

"No, Brother Rickle, we can't surrender the vampires, they'll kill our ....."

Ryker's body shook for a moment, but he still kept his head down.

He didn't have a choice, none of them had a choice.

Surrender can still live, resistance, can only be death.

Recker closed his eyes in pain, he was not one of those ignorant civilians, as a level 7 warrior, he had joined a mercenary in a regular mercenary group, he knew how powerful these vampires were.

"Very good, I can see that you have a high prestige in this group of people, restrain your people, and you will not be in danger."

Ivy nodded with satisfaction, the outcome was already doomed from the moment the blood clan appeared.

At first, her idea was to defeat the strongest of them to intimidate the others, but civil strife left the humans incapacitated.

It ended better than she expected.

Ryker stood up, his face calm restored, just as he had done when he was a mercenary in the capital of the Nolan Empire, the more dangerous it was, the calmer he became.

"Your Excellency, we have one last request," Rekel pointed to Marcos, who was already too frightened to say more, "This cowardly aristocrat has made us lose our family.

I wish I could have his head cut off with my own hands, and I swear that I will give whatever it takes for you to grant my wish."

Hearing this, Marcos shuddered.

"No, Honorable Blood Clan, I am a nobleman of the kingdom, I can redeem my life with gold coins, I have this privilege"

Marcos' eyes were filled with fear when he saw more than a dozen Bloods staring at him.

Ivy frowned.

Glancing at the crowd, most of the humans had anger in their eyes.

Clearly, this human aristocrat was guilty of public outrage.

After a moment of silence, he nodded.

"Okay, this nobleman, I'll leave it to you"

Hearing Ivey's words, the crowd that had thought Marcos would escape suddenly rekindled their rage.

It was this damn bastard who made their family and friends put up a useless resistance, and the anger against the Bloodline and the fear of the future in their hearts turned into anger and vented on Marcos at this moment.

Even with the level 7 Guardian Enda protection, Marcos was torn to shreds by the angry crowd.

Ivey standing aside didn't stop the bloody outrage.

After watching the mood of the crowd gradually become a little wrong, he stretched out his hand.

A fireball larger than a skull appeared in her hand.

The Second Ring Spell - The Great Fireball Technique.

The scorching flames and powerful magic fluctuations made the crowd's bursting atmosphere instantly freeze.

Ivy swung violently, and the large fireball flew towards the sky, after a height of more than 100 blades.

Touch~

The flames burst and the sky burned.

In the evening when the sun had set, the glow of the fireball was brighter than the sky.

A wave of air rushed down, and the gathered crowd was scorched by the hot air until their hair curled.

Rickel threw down the sword in his hand and looked at the vampire in front of him with a shocked face.

Although he knew that this blood clan was powerful, he didn't expect her to be able to cast such a terrifying attack magic.

Such a powerful spellcaster is something he can't defeat, and even among mercenaries, it's rare to see such a powerful mage.

Moreover, there are hundreds of his people.

Looking at the surrounding blood clan and the giant bats flying in the sky, covering the sky, all the thoughts in my heart were still in the back of my mind.

The goddess of life is above, why is there such a group of powerful vampires on the border? Are all the troops in Green City pigs?!

"Honorable Mage, what do you need us to do?"

Looking at Rekel who was looking down, Ivy nodded, his bright black eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.

"Clever human, you have the aura of a mercenary, I think with your knowledge, you should know that you can't resist the power of the blood clan.

You organize the gathering of all the humans, and I will send you to the castle of the Holy Light Blood Clan with the Demon Word Bat.

You will get work there and have enough food to survive the winter.

I have no ill will towards you, the orcs have destroyed your home, and our castle will be your future home. ”

Although Ryker didn't believe in Ivey in front of him, he was not qualified to resist under absolute power.

"Your Excellency, we still have a lot of old people and children......" Remembering the terrifying legends of the Blood Clan, he said with some concern, "We can't give up our family"

Because of the lack of blood, the elderly and children have always been killed directly in human legends.

"Human, I repeat to you one last time, we are the Holy Light Bloodline, not the Evil Bloodline you know.

You go and count the number of people, and divide them into families, and I'll take them all back to the castle."

Rykel looked at Ivey's serious gaze, and his heart moved inexplicably.

Could it be that the Blood Clan really has a distinction between the Holy Light Bloodline and the Evil Bloodline?

Things had come to such an extent that he was powerless to resist and could only do what Ivey said, and pray that the other party would fulfill his promise.

The strength of the Bloods here is enough to stand against a cavalry of orcs of hundreds of men, and no one can resist them.

Rickel and a few familiar militiamen began to count the numbers as Ivey had instructed, and divided the civilians into families.

In fact, after the arrival of the Blood Clan, except for the militia who took out Marcos, the rest of the people had already been divided, and no one was unwilling to stay with their families in the chaotic situation.

Rickel walked in the crowd, looking at the confused faces around him, and his heart was extremely painful.

Some of these people were his friends, some were his neighbors, and if he had great power, these people would not be facing the current predicament.

"Recker, it's okay, we believe you"

"Rachel, hahaha, don't cry like a coward, we're alive, aren't we?"

"Big Brother Recker......"

One after another shouted became the only sound in the setting sun.

This group of humans, who have just lost their homes, do not know that the fate they are about to face is actually not so bad.