Since then, the gods have fallen, and the world has been divided, thus creating a new world pattern.

When the disappearance of the evil gods was brought to the Dark Lord, the Bloodline Lords realized that their time was over, and that the Light would be wiped out by them.

So, the Bloodline Leader presciently led his people out of the Dark Realm and into a remote place in Kyushu.

At that time, it was an undeveloped mountain range, and there were not even human footprints.

They hid in coffins, buried in the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

Until some time ago, a mysterious and powerful force awakened them.

So, they found this old and ruined palace and turned it into their castle.

After sleeping for thousands of years, they have long been hungry, but their current strength has not fully recovered, so they can't go on a killing spree in the human realm, otherwise they will definitely attract people from the upper realm.

Therefore, they set their sights on Zephyr, which was not far from them and was irrelevant in the human world.

A small remote city, even if all the people in it are dead, may not be able to cause a storm in the Three Realms and Kyushu.

Therefore, they recklessly arrested people in Zephyr City, and at the end of the day, they returned the corpses.

They love the expressions of human beings who fear them because of them, as if an impromptu act was pleasing them.

However, as pure-blooded bloods, they are picky about their tastes, so they only catch women and young children who are not out of the court.

Only their blood is the freshest and tastiest.

As they expected, they were forgotten by the world because they had been asleep for more than 1,700 years and had faded out of sight for too long.

So much so that the corpses were all sent back to them, and no one recognized that it was the blood clan.

But they don't bother to hide it or blame others.

All in all, the City of Zephyr can only consider itself unlucky.

The Bloods proudly boast of their successes, and the human life is as light as a feather in their eyes, and the only value is to provide them with fresh blood.

When Tianchi heard the end, his eyes were as cold as ice.

As soon as her mind moved, the wind spirit power in the air immediately condensed into a blade, cutting off the restraints on her hands and feet.

Tianchi said to the four spirits in his mind, "Are you ready?" ”

White Tiger: "Well, you're ready!" ”

Suzaku: "Great, it's finally time to do a big job." ”

Xuanwu: "We'll do our best to hold them down." ”

Qinglong: "Master, do what you want!" ”

Over there, the topic of the blood clan shifted to Tianchi again, and Tianzhi's appearance was their unexpected gain.

The dark and light are rivals, and the gods are the enemy of their enemies.

And now taking the blood of an old enemy to welcome a new future belonging to the blood clan is an excellent symbol no matter how you look at it.

Gradually, the voices of the people chatting weakened, and a man walked in through the door.

He was dressed in a luxurious and exquisite black robe, with a stand-up collar cloak dragging to the ground, black on the outside and red on the inside, and even the cufflinks were crystal clear gems.

The man's long black hair was untied, casually draped behind him, and his handsome face was majestic, and he walked in like a king, his fierce gaze scanned the hall, and everyone shouted in unison: "Meet the chief!" ”

Lunn bowed his head and walked to his throne in front of everyone.

(End of chapter)