In the central part of the mainland, Iron Blood City has a medium city size and population.
In the era when Sacred Dragon Plane had not yet fallen, Iron Blood City was well-known in the land thousands of miles away because of a unique nickel-iron mine nearby and the weapons it produced were of extremely high quality.
Inside the historical ancient city, which has gone through many vicissitudes of life, the main roads are prosperous.
But if you take a closer look, you will see that the people all look like they are trapped in poverty and suffering, with pale faces, pale skin, staggering, and extremely thin.
"Woooooo~~"
Suddenly, a sharp and rapid sound of strange breaking wind sounded.
I saw a large number of Blood Shadow wrapped in rich magic light, rushing out from the center of the city in groups, and then swooping down to the ground with a sharp laugh, quickly taking away civilians one by one.
The sharp fangs stretched out from the mouth and pierced the fragile neck of the prey in his arms. During a frantic struggle, he sucked the bright red blood flowing in the blood vessels.
After there was absolutely no movement, the mummies were dropped one by one and shattered into bloody mud.
The nearby residents who had not been persecuted did not hide away, but trembled and knelt on the ground, covering their faces with their hands, crying constantly, praying that the suffering would end soon.
Numbness, that is a deep-seated numbness, deeply exploited.
"Jie Jie Jie"
The evil Blood Shadows who are causing harm to the world are standing high in the air, overlooking the creatures below, looking at each other, laughing, and feeling extremely comfortable and happy in their hearts.
How many years, I don't know how many years.
There is no Blood Evil Clan under Demon Emperor, let alone Thirty-Two Great Clans, the most powerful giant race under it, Flame Demon Clan, and even other high-ranking and mid-ranking races, are properly lower-ranking races.
In the Evil Clan from Beyond sequence with so many powerful people, it may not even be counted as a small clan. At best, it is just cheap cannon fodder. The clan leader is not even qualified to stand guard for the Ten Thousand Demon Palace.
Their fate is nothing more than being forced to the front line by high-level figures in all foreign wars, and being consumed in waves of desperate charges.
Unwilling to endure all this, the entire Blood Evil Clan family, under the leadership of the supreme commander, the sixth Great Blood Demon King, referred to as Six Heavenly Demon Kings, actively developed external affairs.
Finally, the hard work paid off, and a plane anchor was accidentally discovered.
In his ecstasy, he hid the news and used all his family's strength to invade that place.
Sacred Dragon Plane, which had few Earth Sovereign strong men in the whole continent, was quickly and completely captured. The high-level combat power was wiped out, and the continental overlord Sacred Dragon Sect was defeated.
Occasionally a few stronger ants escape, it doesn't matter, that's all.
The next step is to drive out the entire population of the mainland, care for the living beings, use all living beings as Blood Food, take and seize them, divide the lords, and maintain the rule.
Recalling the hard days of being a cannon fodder, making big shots unhappy, and being at risk of being exterminated or devoured at every turn, this is what we call life now.
Conceal the news, seal off the plane, hibernate for hundreds of years, and accumulate strength.
Gather the power of the entire Sacred Dragon Continent to support a clan.
Once a Demon Emperor-level warrior is born in the clan, Blood Evil Clan can be born proudly and openly, openly announcing the existence of this plane and firmly occupying it.
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Six Heavenly Demon Kings is wise!
Our people have abundant martial virtues and prosperous martial arts fortunes!
Blood Evil Clan The younger generation of demon cubs sang praises in their hearts while stretching out the pair of thin cicada wings behind their backs, the red flesh wings covered with blood streaks, and continued to swoop down.
Groups of them wreaked havoc everywhere in the city, causing killings and spreading fear.
A sixth-grade supreme-level Blood Evil Clan miscellaneous soldier did not participate in the "feast", but stood on the top of the stone forest tower, wearing a blood robe and looking as sharp as an eagle.
He patrolled every corner of the city, as if he was secretly guarding against something.
Resistance Army, he is on guard against the Resistance Army.
The remaining forces that were driven like pigs and dogs by the Blood Evil Clan army to the westernmost side of the continent established a firm foothold, calling themselves Resistance Army, Land of Final Redemption, and continued to recruit troops.
Although it is the Demon Kings of this clan who are deliberately indulgent, in fact most of the top executives inside are spies planted by the Blood Evil Clan, and they still need to provide massive amounts of Blood Food every year in order to protect themselves.
But at any rate, there was still some strength, and the secret resistance never stopped.
It is nothing more than sending people to sneak into the city to cause destruction and secretly assassinate the Luoduan people.
To be honest, this level of harassment is not even the lowest intensity of public security warfare. At most, it is just tickling Blood Evil Clan, followed by bloody revenge.
But, if the sense of existence cannot be maintained, then what is the meaning of the existence of the Resistance Army, known as Land of Final Redemption? We can only bite the bullet and act.
After a long time, Blood Evil Clan got used to it, and it was just a matter of fun.
However, out of caution, even though the city has long been dominated by demons, the lords from all over the country will still subconsciously leave a few people on guard during all the blood feasts.
"Damn it, you all went to hold a feast of blood and drank from the sweet and fragrant spring, while I was left here alone to stand guard? Why?"
"My clan has ruled this land for more than a hundred years, and the local natives have long been scared out of their wits."
"Besides, Iron Blood City is so impregnable, how can Resistance Army sneak in."
As time passed, even the guards on guard became lax.
He cursed while leaning loosely on the Stone Pagoda wall.
"Huh? What sound?"
"Is there really a bold Resistance Army who dares to enter the city? It's wonderful, our clan is ennobled for military merit, and the rewards and punishments are clear. This is the military merit that comes to your doorstep."
The sentry's ears twitched slightly, and he was overjoyed when he keenly noticed the change. He subconsciously clenched the magic soldier in his hand and looked up at the source of the change.
In an instant, his eyes suddenly widened.
The sky suddenly split open!
Ripples rippled across a large space, wrinkles appeared frequently, and lightning and thunder thundered.
There was a loud bang, and a huge crack in the void of at least hundreds of thousands of feet took shape. Elite armies, wearing dark armor and holding sharp swords, silently swept out.
Wisps of Battle Will torrents rushed out from inside the stern military formation, majestically blending into the dark Battle Will ocean hanging above their heads, moving like large black clouds.
In the army, the auras of countless top masters were released.
Barbarian Clan strongman wearing an ancient war dress with tattoos on his face, Giant Spirit Clan tribesman who can withstand a giant bronze ax on his shoulder and can carry a cauldron, and a god with a third vertical eye between his eyebrows
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"No, visitors from outside"
The sentry looked horrified, his eyes wide with anger, and infinite panic welling up in his heart.
Just as he was about to open his mouth to shout a warning, he felt a sting all over his body and immediately lost consciousness.
Seen through the head that fell to the ground before its remaining vitality completely dissipated.
Countless spiritual storms roared out, exploding thousands of Blood Shadow that were dormant in the city and fluttering about to fly, turning into blood mist that exploded and filled the world.
The strongest man in the city was assigned to Iron Blood City, and the local lord responsible for suppressing the rebellion, a Blood Demon General at the Upper Earth Sovereign level, was in panic all day long.
He was forcibly dragged out of the house, his blood wings were broken, and his limbs were crushed.
His neck was exposed in public and he was slaughtered like a dead dog, with blood splattering on the spot.
With a pop, the sentinel's ferocious head rolled to the ground and died without closing its eyes.
In just a few tens of seconds, all the Blood Evil Clan people in the entire Iron Blood City, whether old, young, women, children, or adults, were slaughtered.
The brutal murderous atmosphere and the strong smell of blood filled the entire historical city.