At night, the Cappadocia clan was full of conversation and laughter in the tent.

Until the end of the banquet, the Marquis of Leigu personally sent Song Ziyu and Linde out of the big tent.

As the patriarch of Marquis Leigu's faction, he held Song Ziyu's hand and said: "Don Quixote has the talent to go through heaven and earth, and our clan will rely on you in the future!" ”

"It's easy to say, if you say a word, won't I come here?" Song Ziyu hiccuped, and then said, "Let's drink here today, and we'll get together another day." ”

After saying this, Song Ziyu put his arms around Linde and left the marquis's tent.

On the other hand, the Marquis watched Song Ziyu and Linde disappear into the night with a smile, before slowly turning back.

At this time, the people of the Cappadocia clan noticed that the face of the Marquis was very unsightly.

"Lord Marquis, why did you let these two dog men and women go? All you need is an order and we'll chop them up on the table! ”

A zombie general said angrily.

The Zombie Marquis glanced coldly at his not-so-brained subordinate, and then scolded: "You idiot, if you can kill that man with your hands, do you still need to teach me?" ”

After saying this, the marquis did not look at these men, and went straight back to the camp.

His eunuch-like men immediately followed the Marquis.

As the confidant of the Zombie Marquis, the castrated zombie manager pinched the duck-like voice and said: "My lord, you can be killed but not humiliated, you are so coerced and humiliated, the old slave can't stand it, please allow the old slave to take action and assassinate this guy!" ”

"No need!"

The zombie marquis said: "The ability to be reckless for a while is just the ability of the horseman, and I have a way to make this guy bow down." ”

"My lord, what are your plans?"

The zombie butler asked with a low brow.

"Of course there is a plan, isn't this the gathering of all the princes at the Blood Spring Pass?" The old god of the zombie marquis said on the ground: "Since it is gathered together, it must be useful. ”

As he spoke, Marquis Regu began to calculate.

Since the thousand-year-old bloody battle, the two dukes of the Cappadocia clan have been killed and wounded, so Regu, as a marquis, has to go to the front line to do it himself.

At the moment, the biggest difficulty of the entire clan is the lack of top-notch combat power!

This is also the reason why within the Demon Feast Alliance, it is difficult for the Cappadocia clan to raise their heads.

Without top-notch combat power to support the scene, many times, the Cappadocia clan is late to lose.

However, as one of the ancient clans, the face of the Cappadocia clan is bigger than the sky!

More often than not, the ancient clan can only fight and show indifference.

This is not the result that the Cappadocia clan wants.

But it had to be so!

Because once you have to fight, you have to face hostility.

Not only the hostility of the Hidden Alliance, but also the hostility from within the Demon Feast Alliance.

This difficult situation made Marquis Regu walk on thin ice in the development of the new world.

That's why!

Marquis Regu cares very much about the family's face, and shows unusual anger in the face of Linde's ascension.

But that has changed.

Because Marquis Regu realized that there was a super master by Linde's side!

This is the top-notch combat power that I have always dreamed of.

With this in mind, Marquis Regu began to think about how he was going to deal with the relationship in front of him.

……

The Zombie Marquis pondered the question, and so did Linde.

"Good brother, this marquis seems to have a grudge against our Blood Fury Clan." On the way back, Linde spoke.

Song Ziyu smiled faintly when he heard this: "This old zombie thief is very yin, where does he care about the blood anger clan, the small clan side branch is just a capillary-like existence, and the blood splashed by swatting a mosquito to death is more than the blood anger clan, he doesn't care." ”

"Then why should he embarrass me?" Linde leaned on Song Ziyu's arms, a little like a bird.

But Song Ziyu thought that although this girl looked like she was captivating the country and the city, her body was stiff because she wanted to eat human flesh.

"Where he is targeting you, he is only targeting you for breaking the world's preconceptions." Song Ziyu said.

"I know, because I'm a woman......" Linde's voice became a little leisurely.

Song Ziyu said: "This is not right or wrong, if you are a woman whose means and combat effectiveness are against the sky, they can only show respect to you." The problem comes down to not being strong enough. ”

"I see!" Lind replied, "For the rest of my life, I will try to make myself strong." ”

Song Ziyu glanced at the zombie girl in her arms, but her mood was extremely complicated.

In this world.

A lot of perceptions need to change.

Human beings are no longer the primates of all things.

Because the zombies who claim to be the "Holy Race" have evolved to a position that is completely above humans.

Judging from what I know so far, it is almost impossible to subvert the domination of zombies over the world.

Because the zombies have formed their own civilized order.

And that's not all!

They've got pretty scary stuff too!

That's faith.

Although he didn't know what the Demon Feast Alliance and the Secret Alliance were fighting for.

But there is no doubt that the two sides called each other heretics, formed different camps for their beliefs, and began a bloody war that lasted for a thousand years.

There seems to be no hope for humanity in this world.

……

The blood fountain was closed, and a fierce battle was raging.

The two sides fought for a while, and each led their troops back, leaving behind the dismembered remains of zombies.

The vitality of the zombies is extremely tenacious, even if only the broken body remains, these zombies belonging to different camps are still fighting to the death in a pool of blood.

This is the third month that the princes of the Demon Banquet Alliance have besieged the Blood Fountain Pass!

In the course of three months, the various tribes rushed to besiege the Blood Spring Pass, but they only fought their own battles, and it was difficult to form an integration.

Finally, in the recent past, there has finally been some coordination and organization among the princes.

Five kilometers south of the Blood Spring Pass, the headquarters of the princes of the 72nd Route was stationed here.

Duke Pomir was the patriarch of the ancient clan of the Ashamai.

As one of the nine ancient clans of the Demon Banquet Alliance, Duke Pomir is the only ancient clan leader who has arrived in the New World, so among these princes, Duke Pomir has an extraordinary identity.

"There are thirteen chairs in the Dark Sanctuary, and this Lord Duke sits in one of them."

Linde whispered to Song Ziyu to introduce the situation.

Song Ziyu looked up at the center of the venue and saw a group of zombies dressed in fancy clothes sitting in their respective clans' positions, and sitting on the main seat in the first row was a tall old zombie!

This old zombie is tall and burly, and his appearance is not delicate, but it is always more pleasing to the eye than other zombies.

But that's not the point!

The point is that between the old man's gestures, there is a heroic spirit, and his eyes are sharp, like two burning torches, which can easily penetrate people's hearts.

This is Duke Pomir!

The patriarch of the Ashmai clan.

The Demon Feast Alliance is truly a being at the top of the pyramid.

Duke Pomir was dressed in dark armor and a sky-high helmet, sitting on a high platform, as if a sharp blade was out of the sheath, which made people dare not look directly.

In front of this powerful zombie as majestic as the sun, the high-ranking members of the other clans were dwarfed.

Even the Marquis of Leigu, who has a good image and temperament, can only nod his head in front of this head of the Ashamai clan.

Some people died, but not completely......