Flying staggering in the air, Asrantia gritted her teeth hatefully and looked down at the demon soldiers on the ground as small as ants, but she was no longer in the mood to actually go down and slaughter. These demon warriors did not inflict any pain on themselves in essence, and like themselves, they were also victims of the hatred between the two races.

If one day, if the two tribes can really reconcile......

A self-deprecating smile, Aslantia denied it weakly in her heart. How is this possible? After all, this war was instigated and started by the Blood.

As early as a few months ago, the elders of the blood clan had crossed the boundary and entered the demon realm one after another. The turmoil caused in the human world is just a smokescreen, although it also has some practical effects, but the real idea of the blood clan this time is indeed to start with the demon realm first, and the easiest way is to provoke the contradiction between the east, west, south and northern regions, and disintegrate the demon race from the inside. After all, for the blood clan, there are many strong demons, and recklessly starting a war against the demon realm will only backfire.

But they still underestimated the heritage of the Northern Regions. Rao is face with an enemy that is several times more than ten times more than his own, and the warriors of the Northern Regions can still control the rhythm of the war, and they are unexpectedly united with human powerhouses, and they have successfully dragged it to the present, and dragged it to the Northern Regions One Emperor and Three Kings to get out of the customs smoothly.

Maybe the war shouldn't have happened, so many accidents, even Satarandot, who had never missed, miscalculated, is this God's will?

Thinking of this, Aslantia couldn't help but laugh.

Even if there really is a god, the blood race must be a race abandoned by God. The long life has brought only endless pain and nothingness to the bloodline, and every bloodline has been educated by war since he can remember, and fleeing has been a memory shared by every bloodline since he can remember.

Only in the desert or in the dark, clammy underground tunnels, can the Bloods find the comfort of nothingness.

When I was young, didn't I also look forward to being able to bathe in the sun and laugh on the ground like a human child? But what really exists on the ground is not only the warm sunshine, but also the human exorcists and low-level demons. Witnessing her people being intercepted by exorcists and experiencing the attacks of demons, Aslantia realized that the sun would never belong to her.

"Ask. Suddenly, a figure covered in a blue cloak blocked Aslantia, and a slightly immature voice interrupted her memories, "Big sister, are you the patriarch of the Blood Clan?"

As soon as the blood wings shook to stabilize her body, Aslanthia suddenly took a dozen steps back, and from the extremely petite blue-robed man in front of her, she actually felt a sense of crisis, and instinctively wanted to distance herself from him.

"Isn't it?" the man seemed to ask himself, and without the slightest external force, he leisurely spun around in the air, and as soon as his long sleeves were raised, he stretched out a petite pink palm, and was holding a lollipop into his mouth. Smashing her mouth twice, she laughed softly, "Since the big sister doesn't want to say it, forget it." It's just that everyone has their own place to be, and if you run around, you may encounter misfortune. Well, goodbye big sister. ”

Before she had time to ask anything more, a blue spell suddenly opened behind the cloak woman, and a brilliant blue light erupted, and when the light dissipated, there was no longer the figure of the person in front of Aslantia's eyes, as if everything before was just an illusion.

There was a hint of strangeness in the mouth, and a strange sweetness suddenly stimulated the taste buds. Aslantia hurriedly spat out a lollipop.

The lollipop is stuffed in your mouth and you don't notice it at all?

Aslanthia suddenly felt that the world had gone crazy. Such an existence can no longer be described as "powerful", but the figures of countless powerhouses of the three clans flashed in her mind, but none of them overlapped with her. And judging from what she said just now, it seems that she is deliberately looking for the patriarchs?

But...... All the information about the activities of the various patriarchs in the Demon Realm has always been handled by Satarantor himself, and as the top secret information of the Blood Clan, he does not even have the right to know where he will be placed in the Demon Realm. Absolute secrecy from the outside world, Aslanthia is absolutely sure that no one outside the Senate will know the whereabouts of the Senate.

"Could it be...... No, Satarantau would never betray his people, and even if he had such intentions, he would not be able to explain the existence of that person just now. ”

When Aslanthia was puzzled, a blood-colored technique suddenly unfolded beside her, and an arm suddenly stretched out and dragged her in......

The human world.

The Führer sat at the circular conference table with a solemn face, and less than half of the elders who could have lined up the conference table, which was ten meters in diameter, had now arrived, and most of them were still covered with scars and looked extremely embarrassed. A blood-colored technique cut through the space in front of the round table, and Satarando pushed his glasses and walked out of the technique, followed by Aslanthia who appeared in front of the elders.

"Back to the Führer, the last patriarch Aslantiya, successfully rescued. Satarantó bowed to the Führer, but Aslantia was shocked by what he said.

The last patriarch was rescued?

Looking at the other patriarchs, who had obviously encountered a fierce battle, Aslantia suddenly had a sense of foreboding.

"Well, thank you for your hard work. Sit down. The Führer nodded, and there was no sorrow or anger in his eyes, but more of a daze, a daze that had suddenly lost all his will, like a dead thing.

"The blood clan has been inherited so far, with a total of five ** clans, and each patriarch is in charge of the position of the elders of the past dynasties, and has worked hard for the inheritance of the blood clan...... But after today, I'm afraid there will only be twenty-five clans left in the five ** clans......" The head of state said and closed his eyes slightly and sighed in pain, his clenched teeth made a tooth-aching creaking sound, "Gentlemen, here today, I propose that all the blood clans withdraw from the demon realm, regardless of identity and status, but as long as there is my blood clan, all of them will return to the human realm." What do you think? ”

Aslanthia trembled slightly, there were only twenty-five of the fifty-seven clans left, could it be that thirty-two big families had been attacked in one day? And although the Führer's last sentence was seeking advice, the determination reflected in that flat tone was something that everyone could understand.

"Gift...... Führer, why are we withdrawing our troops back? We have been working so hard to arrange for so long. Aslantia said that the last voice was already very small, although she was stronger than the Führer, but after all, she was to take the Führer's words as her purpose.

"You just came back, and it's not clear. The Führer looked at Satarando and motioned for him to explain the rest of the words.

Satarando nodded, pushed his glasses and said in a deep voice: "Today was originally going to take advantage of the opportunity for the three regions of the demon clan to march into the northern region and attack their royal clan when the internal air defense is weak. In fact, some results have been achieved, but ...... But out of nowhere, an extremely strong opponent suddenly appeared...... Not only did they kill the elders who were responsible for attacking and killing the demon royal clan one after another, but they also directly entered the mansions of the elders with their blood. And all those who were attacked, a whole people were slaughtered, and there was not a single one alive. ”

None of them are alive......

Aslantia's body trembled fiercely, how ruthless is this?

"Although the method is very similar to that of the human race, there is no such strong person in the human race. And there was no remnant of the demonic power at the scene, so it was impossible to deduce who did it. Because he didn't know the purpose of the other party, for the sake of insurance, the head of state and Cha Jin's predecessors discussed together to accept all the clansmen back to the human realm and reduce the scope of activities to strengthen the defense force. ”

Aslantia's mind buzzed, and everything in front of her seemed unreal. Suffering such a heavy blow, the overall strength of the blood clan is already discounted at best. The other party dares to start a war with the Blood Clan, which means that they have enough strength to crush the Blood Clan, and thirty-two Clans have been slaughtered in one day, if they continue to want to invade the Blood Clan, I am afraid that the title of the Blood Clan will become history overnight.

Suddenly, she remembered the words of the Northern Hades Water King: "If the three clans can reconcile......"

In the face of such an opponent whose shadow is hidden in the dark, the strength of the blood clan is definitely not enough. The only way to survive this is if the three clans work together. It's just that Aslanthia also knows that at this stage, neither the blood clan nor the other two clans will accept each other, and at present, they can only rely on the strength of the clan to hold out for a while.

Are the days of fear coming again?

"However, we need a lot of resources and space in the process, so I want to bother the elders and mobilize all the power of our blood clan to eliminate the human exorcists!"

As soon as these words came out, all the patriarchs looked at the Führer in disbelief, as if they had seen the Führer for the first time.

Aslantia shook her head imperceptibly with wide eyes, and a voice in her heart kept echoing in her head: No, absolutely not, war will never bring good results!

But to her surprise, after all the elders understood the meaning of this sentence, they cheered one after another, and they all released their killing intent and battle intent to their heart's content, and the small conference hall was instantly filled with a thick and viscous smell of blood, and even the blood clan elders themselves couldn't bear it and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Since the last battle of the three clans five thousand years ago, the blood-clan and the human race, a new era of earth-shattering battle has finally begun.