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Both sides were shocked.

Outer Realm had assumed that the Blue Moon Clan was merely somewhat stronger than the secular world, and that their people would be enough to crush them.

They had never expected to lose so many people while inflicting only minor casualties on the other side.

The Blue Moon Clan's combat strength was truly horrifying!

The Blue Moon Clan found it equally unbelievable. They had never imagined that in a barren and backward land like Great Xia, there would be such a group of formidable fighters capable of killing their people!

They were lifeforms countless levels above the Human Race, not even in the same league.

Yet Outer Realm's attack did not frighten them. Instead, it provoked their fury.

The Blue Moon Clan began slaughtering cities one after another to vent their anger.

In less than half a day, more than a dozen cities around Bear Martial City were reduced to nothingness by moonlight.

To many, the divine moon had always been a symbol of purity and beauty.

Yet on this day, it committed boundless slaughter.

Countless elderly, weak, women, and children slowly turned to nothingness amid despair and agony.

The Blue Moon Clan were handsome in appearance, floating like immortals, untainted and elegant, yet they held no sympathy whatsoever for the Human Race. They were filled with lofty contempt.

That gaze from above was like the way humans looked at ants.

At that moment, many understood that the Blue Moon Clan saw them only as livestock, free to slaughter as they pleased.

In truth, the Blue Moon Clan had no particular reason they had to kill people. If they had to name one, it was simply that no matter how many ants a person stepped on, they would consider it a trivial matter, beneath mention.

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