The villages behind Firethorn City were mostly home to ordinary members of the Firethorn Race. In the past, their adults had generally possessed strength around the Lord Tier, while even children had reached the peak of the King Tier.
The Iron Blood Brotherhood's warriors had initially found it difficult to slaughter the Firethorn Race's children and elderly, but when those people charged at them desperately, determined to drag them down together even in death, no one dared hold back any longer.
More than a dozen warriors had been blown into ashes this way. Even Malthus could not resurrect them, much less Turbid Wine.
"Put away all your pity! This is a racial war in the Polar Region. Lose, and your race will be exterminated. Only by winning can we survive! I command you: show no mercy!" Lu Yang flew over from afar and issued the order furiously.
"You want to exterminate our Firethorn Race? Do you have what it takes?" Seventeen Lower God-level experts rose into the air at once and charged toward Lu Yang.
Four-Armed Avatar + Exploding Flame Seed + Rainy Night's Second Form
Lu Yang's strength instantly surged to the middle stage of the Middle God Tier. Two Phoenix War Hammers appeared in his hands, raising his power once more to the peak of the Middle God Tier. In a single instant of combat, he hammered all seventeen Firethorn Race Lower Gods to death in midair.
Divine blood scattered across the sky, yet Lu Yang charged toward the ground like a god of slaughter. Regardless of the enemy's age, he spared not a single one.
Turbid Wine, Xia Yuwei, Zhou Tianming, Ku Ai Bansheng, and the others saw Lu Yang's actions and immediately cast aside all pity. Leading their warriors, they began slaughtering just as wildly as