In front of her was the corpses of the Blood Clan elites and the burning ashes of the Blood Clan flying in the sky, and the dazzling flames and loud explosions could not make her look sideways.

The staring of her eyes and his pale yellow hair like the moon for a second were the things that occupied all her sight, and all she could think about was to look at him one more time.

Without suspense, she was captured and captured alive.

Without the slightest resistance or struggle, she lost all fighting spirit and was erected by warriors dressed in shimmering armor that lingered as if it were stuck to her skin.

She was like the walking dead, devoid of her mind and body.

It was only at that moment that she realized that the destruction of a person, even a civilization, does not need to destroy the physical body of this race, but only needs to destroy their spirit, and the most serious destruction is to restore their sanity to zero—even if they become an idiot without mind and intelligence.

And at the moment, she is the idiot who has no mind and has lost her mind.

She doesn't shed tears, and even if she does, it's just bloody tears. She didn't even think about why, the Creator had his own answer.

The days that followed were vague and psychedelic for Sodom, except for the handsome figure of the young general, like a handsome and pure angel who lingered.

Her mind was filled with memories of the golden figure.

Countless Bloods who had defected and gone into hiding were captured by human powerhouses and thrown into prisons that looked like huge metal boxes 20 meters long and 20 meters wide.

The Bloods were taken away by humans like laboratory animals.

Illuminated by all kinds of light, probed by various instruments, and sometimes torn apart by sophisticated machinery, implanted with something forcibly instilled in them by humans.

Some of the Bloods were forcibly genetically modified, and Sodom did not feel the pain and wails of the Bloods, because she was held in solitary confinement, and no other Bloods were allowed to come into contact with her.

She was well aware that humans were only doing things in their own way—assimilating those bloods, studying their anatomy and immune and regenerative functions.

They were experimenting in this way, hoping to increase their own kind, reduce their differences, and remove the rebellious elements of the bloodline, perhaps just to make them "normal".

Sodom didn't blame himself too much for what was happening, and he didn't have the idea of continuing to fight, just like before, quietly being a slave to humanity.

Although she also wondered if the reason for the failure of this uprising was really caused by herself, or whether it was because of the lack of preparation of the Bloodlines or the great power of the humans...... No one could tell her the answer anyway.

She didn't know if she really had any special emotions in the eyes of the human general at that moment, and she wouldn't believe this kind of thing even if someone reminded her at the time.

If at that time, because she gave up resistance in a desperate battle, it was closer to the truth.

But according to her own understanding, there may be another reason - desperate people are especially susceptible to some seemingly beautiful things at that moment, like a dying person can see an angel beckoning to him, which is more acceptable to her.

Nearly all of the Bloodline's powerful clansmen died, and none of the Bloodline generals, including those who instigated the rebellion, survived the devastating blows of humanity.

Once, she heard a voice in her cell, no matter how small it was, she could tell—it was the voice of the man with pale blond hair on the battlefield that had finally led to her defeat, the young general who had slaughtered countless Bloods and had their hands stained with the blood of countless Bloods.

The memory of him was imprinted in her heart, like burns and frostbite, and she let herself sink into the ice as if she were in hell.

Sodom's breathing became hard, and he couldn't help but tremble and tremble deeply, and his round chest rose and fell violently.

Only the golden glow in her eyes reflected on her pupils, burning her heart like the sun. The next moment, she seemed to be back on the ancient city walls, and in the fierce fighting and wild slaughter, she saw those piercing eyes watching her.

The footsteps are gone, which means that the figure she has been thinking about day and night is also gone.

Later, she heard that voice a few more times, as if arguing with another old, majestic and calm man.

She hid behind the metal wall and listened closely, her far more advanced hearing than that of a human shocked her in the next moment—this time, she suddenly heard their words involving their names.

That's right! These humans are indeed talking about something secret.

Undoubtedly, they are talking about the right to dispose of the Bloodline and the future.

The two men seemed to be arguing.

She had learned something from their conversation, and there seemed to be more than one race being held in custody by the Jidu people.

In addition to the werewolves and the blood race, there are some weak-sounding alien races, and she also knows a little bit - those races have been used as the object of some experiments after the civilization of the Jidu people has mastered the mysterious power of life.

As Jidu people, they still have some sense of superiority, and those people don't know when they discovered the huge existence hidden deep underground, and perhaps it is for this reason that they have learned some of the mysteries of the origin of life.

Back in the days when the Bloods were once all over the planet, the ancient legends of the Bloodlines mentioned creatures as tall as mountains, but at that time, these humanoid creatures had not yet risen, and the Bloods at that time could not have predicted that in the future, these humanoids would have such high physical potential and evolutionary speed.

In the history of this planet, not only did the blood tribe rule this continent, but some contemporaneous beings also occupied this place, but it did not last long, and in the end, some races were forced by the war and were helplessly driven to the ocean.

"Listen, I'm not going to say that a second time! Without the advanced equipment and spellcasters provided by the royal family of Atlantis, you and your men would have been defeated in those battles against the aliens! The majestic voice said.

"I admit it! But this is not an excuse for them to take those bloods, I know what they are going to do to those aliens, and I can't tolerate them despising us so much. It was the general whom Sodom loved who spoke.

"No, you're wrong! Without us and them, the Council of the High Elders has decided to elect a new Elder, from among the Certus and the Atlanteans. ”

"That's a decision made by their demagoguery and temptation, I don't admit it! Those Atlanteans are morally corrupt and cannot be trusted! ”

"General Long Complaint, don't forget your identity!" The majestic voice suddenly raised its tone, and there was a sudden impatience in its tone.

“……”

Sodom was startled, and secretly minted the name in her heart, and associated the "Dragon Complaining Sky" with the general with a shining golden body and cold and proud moon wheels, and piercing eyes.

That's his name?

"The Dragon's Resentment ......"

What a miracle it was, that when she had seen a man who aroused the most primitive impulses in her heart, and did not know his name, she would think every day how to know what his name was, and longing to know all things about this man; And after learning the name, this feeling of longing became more and more intense, as if he was addicted, wanting to know more about him.

Moreover, the name was deeply imprinted in her head, and she could never forget it.

Maybe this is what humans call "love at first sight"?

Sodom himself did not understand how such strong emotions came about, and the blood and humans were not only very different in terms of physical structure, but also in various abilities and living habits.

But how did such strong feelings emerge for no reason?

She didn't understand and didn't want to.

All she knew was that it was such a strong and hot feeling that it overshadowed everything else.

The golden glow was so dazzling that it seemed to have some kind of magic that made Sodom addicted to it.

She hated her own incompetence and the fact that she was so vulnerable in such a strong affection.

At the moment of capture, was she willingly captured by humans because of despair for the fierce battle that followed, or because of her strong selfishness?

She couldn't tell the difference anymore, and she didn't want to tell the difference at all......

She only knew that her feelings had been completely poured into one place at that time, and the golden figure of the general represented everything in her eyes at that time, even if he was a human being—a Jidu man, even if he was an executioner, and his body was stained with the blood of the blood of the blood people; Even if he will cut off his noble head with a knife after catching himself; Even if he will be spurned by countless blood clansmen, he will be subjected to unwarranted insults and abuse.

What a terrible feeling she was so mad that she lost her mind, even recklessly reckless!

The consequences of forbidden love, she has never considered it, and this kind of affection will also appear between heteros? It sounds incredible.

At the moment of being captured alive, he threw an incomprehensible glance at her with pale eyes, like an inexplicable stimulant, and even poured a cold ecstasy into her veins.

At that moment, her lips still had human blood and dirt on her lips, but Sodom clearly felt that she was smiling! In a smile from the heart.

Like a flash of light in the dark realm, the owner of the golden figure seemed to sneer at her like frost, and this action actually made her tremble all over her body—a trembling of joy.

After hearing their conversation in the cell, Sodom also fell into deep thought.

She stood there like a sculpture, completely petrified.

If possible, she wanted to rush out, directly pick up the human general named "Dragon Resentment", soar into the sky, never come back here, and fly away directly.

I don't know how long it was, days, months, or years, and she was as confused as a walking corpse, and she couldn't do anything interested.

She had been injected with some kind of drug by humans, and she lay on a cold altar, unable to move her hands or feet.

Every day was like this, and the humans seemed to want something from her, and she reverted to a slave state, decadent and languishing, submissive, and without resistance.

The door to the cell was opened once, and this time she felt that something was different, the time was not right, and the person who came was not right.

And, this time, she was completely stunned by the scene after opening the door.

In front of her was the human who could never forget it at a glance, she had forgotten her tiredness; She had forgotten everything, except for the shocking face, and the general named Long Resentful Heaven appeared in front of her at this moment.

It was like seeing each other in a dream, which shocked her incomparably.

"Hurry up, don't make a sound, follow me!"