At this point, the only ones still refusing to surrender were four Spirit-Grade experts, including Biegulei and Boskater. But whether they surrendered no longer mattered much. The Undead Clan had Black, all the Rock Clan's Spirit-Grade experts except Biegulei had surrendered, and Brute, the Troll Race's chieftain, had also surrendered. These experts could now order their races to bow to humanity and admit defeat.
Algayer said, "Boss, I hope you can give me a chance for revenge. Biegulei and I share Blood Sea Vengeance. I want to kill him with my own hands and avenge my brothers who died in battle."
During the previous three years of war among the six races, Biegulei's Rock Clan had not massacred many Elf Race civilians or soldiers. But several of Algayer's trusted subordinates had died at Biegulei's hands while protecting him, and he harbored immense hatred for Biegulei.
Lu Yang said, "Of course."
Biegulei was stunned. He had thought Lu Yang would slowly persuade him to surrender with the treatment reserved for nobles. He had not expected Lu Yang to start killing people without another word. Watching Algayer approach, Biegulei struggled and shouted, "I surrender, I—"
Algayer plunged a blade into Biegulei's neck and cleanly severed his head. Then he removed the earth-element Magic Core from Biegulei's skull and handed it to Lu Yang.
Flames glowed around Lu Yang's arm as he easily burned the blood off the Magic Core. Casually weighing it in his hand, he said, "I don't lack manpower. What I lack are Magic Cores to increase my strength. Since none of you are willing to surrender, then contribute your Magic Cores instead."
"We surrender~!" Boskater and the others were terrified beyond measure. They no longer cared about the dignity of nobles and lowered their heads to admit defeat to