The blood clan in the airship were all staring blankly, dumbfounded, and every face was full of astonishment, fear, dazedness, and incredulity. All kinds of complex emotions are intertwined, so that at this moment, these high-ranking blood clan lords can't even express their feelings in words.

This is Mega Snake City.

For the vast majority of the Bloods present, this was the first time they had truly seen the true face of this giant who had infiltrated the Colin Peninsula. Not only is it first-class in business, but it is also strong in warfare, and it does everything it can to completely surpass their imagination.

In just five minutes, five minutes, the battle on Jones's side was over. The splicing monster legion, which seemed to be besieged by the zombie legions, easily broke the way back, and countless goblins swarmed up and began to "collect the corpses", dragging away all the members of the Nicklaus family who had been trampled under the feet of the splicing monsters, whether dead or alive.

The Nicklaus family, known as the largest blood clan, only lasted less than five minutes - this was a completely one-sided slaughter, and both sides were not on the same level in terms of combat power or consciousness.

The only remaining members of the Nicklaus family, including Prince Harriez and several other princes, fled the battlefield in horror. One by one, they are going crazy.

On the other side, William's Serpent Silver Moon Knights rushed directly into the zombie pile as if they were in a no-man's land, and swept wildly, leaving corpses all over the ground, and then withdrew. During the whole process, the Gangaro family who were sent to attack them was as if they were watching a play, not daring to move, let alone approaching, and could only do whatever William wanted.

Tess's expression froze any longer. In her life, she had never been so frightened.

The psychological state of the participants in the war is actually divided into three levels. The first level is that you know that you are going to war, and you have the courage to go to war. You know you might die, but at least until that moment comes, you're calm. The second level is not only going to the battlefield, if you have the opportunity, you will unceremoniously kill your opponent, you also know that if you have the opportunity, your opponent will kill you unceremoniously. And, you have overcome your fear of death. The third level is that you have not only overcome the fear of death, but also been able to dance with death.

Jones's army of the undead has long been the third level, or, even putting aside the past war experience, they are undead, born to be the third level. The Blood Lords, who were their opponents, were still at the first level.

This is a completely unequal war, at least psychologically.

In this case, did the Bloods really lose to Jones? Maybe they actually lost to themselves?

Anyway, it's really ugly to lose like this. At least in terms of the balance of forces between the two sides, it should never be such an outcome. And yet it just appeared.

The point is, this is just the beginning, and the Nicklaus family, as the head of the three major families of the blood clan, has already been abolished......

The mood of the lords can be imagined.

Elder Adrien, who was sitting in the cabin of the airship, couldn't stand it anymore, and sighed helplessly: "What should I do next?"

As he spoke, his gaze had already fallen on several princes of the Sambo family, including Prince Louis, not far away.

At a glance, Prince Louis was already sweating. After all, the scene just now was too terrifying. Prince Louis looked at Elder Adrien with a hint of supplication.

"Go, it's the Sambo family's turn. You are Serpent's closest friends, and you need to prove your loyalty to the Bloodline. ”

In an instant, the faces of several princes were as dead as ashes.

......

In the distance, Adair, who was standing on an undead giant elephant in the rear, had already seen all the people of the Sambo family fly out of the airship cabin, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Father's ......"

He hurriedly looked in the direction where Jones was.

At this moment, Jones was also watching him from afar. The two looked at each other.

After a moment, Jones slowly turned his head to look at Prince Louis. With his back to Adair.

"Do you think Jones will show mercy?" Belle asked Adair.

"I don't know. Blinking helplessly, Adair whispered, "I don't have any reason to ask his men to show mercy, after all...... I knew my father wouldn't show mercy. ”

......

The wind swept by, and the billowing smoke that spread across the battlefield carried sparks, drifting towards the side of the Giant Serpent City Legion like a wave.

Jones stood on the back of Ophelia the Hydra, gently uncovered the helmet, and discarded it casually. Short silver hair fluttering in the wind.

Sparks fluttered past him.

Raising the sword in his hand, he shouted loudly: "The whole army is ready——!!

A large number of skeleton soldiers swarmed forward, and the shields were flipped open and held high. The scene was like the scales of an angry beast, and the movements were uniform.

"Sanghyun ——!"

In the gap between the shields, countless skeleton archers had drawn their bows and arrows to the fullest, aiming at the members of the Sambo family flying in the air in front of them.

The corners of Prince Louis's eyes twitched. What's the difference between jumping into a cactus pile?

Of course, there is, jumping cactus piles will not die, this is really will, and it is the kind of death that is unloaded. The Nicklaus have already verified it.

The entire Sambo family, thousands of members, opened a formation in the air, but none of them dared to go any further. They all panicked.

Just when they were all in a state of great confusion and confusion, Jones opened his mouth and shouted, "His Royal Highness Prince Louis." Actually, I should call you uncle, Adair is my brother. If you dare to charge, I assure you that Adair will be the only surviving son of House Sambo. You don't want to see that, do you?"

The voice was blessed with magical power, and everyone could hear it clearly throughout the battlefield. Including the elders in the airship cabin.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were focused on Prince Louis, who maintained his bat form.

Trembling slightly, Prince Louis asked something he had never thought of himself: "So...... What should I do?"

All the members of the Sambo family were stunned. The next moment, another prince next to him shouted: "What are you talking about! Are you going to surrender?"

"How many people should we die to prove our loyalty!"

"You're betraying! Are you going to betray the Senate?"

"Don't you understand? They're all elephants! We're just ants! Elephants fight, we ants are making a lot of fun!"

"But we are blood! we should be loyal to our ancestors!"

"When you die, you won't have this trouble!"

Several princes...... There was a lot of noise. Yes, in front of everyone, a noise that bordered on a gaffe. However, isn't this the voice of the vast majority of the Bloodline?

......

"It's ugly. "Elder Felix can't help but hold his forehead.

As the ancestor of the Blood Clan, Elder Basaromu, who had a cold face, held on to the handrail and slowly stood up, moving his muscles and bones slightly.

The next moment, with a loud bang, he had already rushed out completely, directly piercing a big hole in the airship cabin. The entire airship was shaking violently.

By the time the Bloods on the airship had recovered their senses, Elder Barsaromu had already appeared at the forefront and grabbed Prince Louis by the neck, who still maintained the shape of a bat. Prince Louis struggled desperately, but in the hands of Elder Basaromu, it was as if he were really just a bat, and he could not break free no matter what.

......

Adair's eyes widened slowly.

......

Elder Felix also slowly stood up, and the next moment, his figure had already appeared behind Elder Barcelomu.

Turning sideways, Elder Barsaromu handed Prince Louis to Elder Felix, and whispered to the members of the Sambo family who were floating in the air around him, "Okay, I know how 'loyal' you really are. Let's go down. ”

One by one, the little bats of the Sambo family retreated little by little, retreating some distance.

Immediately afterward, almost all of the elders left the airship cabin and hovered behind Elder Barsaromu. The black robe fluttered in the air.

Including Elder Barsaromu, Elder Felix, and Elder Adrien, there were three hundred and sixty members of the Senate and three hundred and sixty Ten Thousand Year Blood. It was a spectacular scene.

Elder Felix casually threw the captured Prince Louis to the other princes of the Sambo family in the rear.

Adair breathed a sigh of relief.

And only then did Elder Barsaromu look at Jones: "Well done, kid. You're a lot better than I thought. If you don't leave it alone, the blood clan other than the Senate may not last a day. ”

"So you're here, can you last enough for a day?" Jones asked softly.

When asked like this, Barsaromu suddenly smiled: "You should think about whether you can hold on for a day." ”

Looking at one of the princes of the Niklas family who had been carried to the rear not far away, lying in a pool of blood, Jones also smiled slowly: "The seven-thousand-year-old blood clan is vulnerable, is there a big gap between the seven-thousand-year-old and them?"

"Won't you try it?" said Elder Basaromu with a smile, "Remember what I told you?" 'If you have the chance, I'll tell you why the Bloods can't have faith.' In fact, when I said 'blood clan' at that time, I meant ordinary blood clans, that is, elders and below. ”

"What do you mean? I don't understand. Jones raised an eyebrow.

Without answering Jones's words, Grand Elder Barsaromu directly stretched out his gloved hand and pointed lightly forward.

In the next moment, the Blood Clan elders behind him were already flying towards Jones like a gust of wind. It was so fast that it even surpassed the speed of human visual reactions, as if they had all vanished into thin air.

"Not good!" Irene who was standing on the bone dragon screamed.

With a roar, a whirlwind of magic exploded without warning. Even the huge airship trembled slightly in the air.

The people on the ground couldn't help but close their eyes one by one.

When they opened their eyes again, the sight that appeared in front of them was that Hydra Ophelia adjusted the position of the nine snake heads at a very fast speed, facing forward together. The nine snake heads all maintained a roar, swallowing snake letters. The gems embedded in the helmets of the nine snakeheads emitted a silvery-white light at the same time, connecting with each other like a suspended magic array. A huge magical shield was erected in front of him, and all the Blood Clan Elders who were coming towards Jones were forced to bounce away.

Jones and Dora, who were standing on the back of the Hydra, lowered their posture slightly, assumed a defensive posture, and looked at Barsaromu directly in front of them with wide eyes.

The undead near Jones had been blown to the ground by the whirlwind, while the elders were still hovering in the air, bypassing the Hydra's defenses, as if preparing for the next round of attacks.

Obviously, the strength of these elders is not comparable to ordinary blood clans at all. The gap was far greater than Jones had expected.

This kind of strength is definitely not something that can be accumulated by spending 10,000 years in mediocrity.

"It seems that the Bloods are not all unenterprising, aren't they?" Jones' eyes widened, and Jones looked at Barsaromu, the ancestor of the Bloods.

"There is no one in this world who is not enterprising. Basaromu smiled and replied, "If there is, it must be because you can't get it, not because you don't want it." ”

Before Jones could speak, cyan light flashed, and more than forty lichs were already hovering around Jones. More lichs are converging here. The white robe of his body contrasted so sharply with the black robe of the Blood Clan Elder.

The Lich and the Bloodline, though they both have immortality, are two very different species.

The Lich is a purely magical creature, and the bones of that body are nothing more than a medium between the soul fire and reality of the body. For them, the so-called powerful means simply the power of magic and the depth of knowledge.

Bloodlines are half-magical creatures. Not only can they accumulate magic and knowledge over a long period of time, but they can also gain a stronger physique through training. In a way, they're more like dragons than lichs.

At this moment, all those present, whether they were blood clans, dwarves, elves, or goblins, except for some undead creatures such as zombies and skeletons that had no autonomous consciousness, were already dumbfounded.

Those blood clan's airships were even more frightened and began to retreat, eager to leave the possible battle range quickly.

Jones gritted his teeth and stood on the back of Hydra, staring at the three most core in front of him, the Blood Elders.

Dora was still standing behind him, holding the nine-petal snake flag tightly.

The other Blood Clan elders had scattered across the air, surrounding Jones.

On the ground, the entire army of the undead was rapidly converging around Jones. The countless zombies seemed to be ignored all at once.

"Let me see how strong you are. Hahahaha. Elder Basaromu grinned, bared his fangs, and smiled slowly, "Son, use all the power you can. There is no doubt that you are already the best of all our descendants. Today you have already given us a lot of surprises, but we want more. ”