The Red Fatty didn't understand what these people were laughing at. He assumed that his words had worked and he had gained their approval, so he hurriedly joined in with a forced smile.
The huge weight on my heart has finally been lifted.
The princess on the transparent platform witnessed this scene, her heart filled with resentment, anger, and helplessness.
Her hand went limp, and she lay back down on the platform like a dead fish that had given up struggling.
Seeing this, Wang Wen smiled and said to her, "If you do me a favor, I'll kill someone for you, how about it?"
The princess and the Red Fatty were both stunned.
The next second, without even asking what kind of help she could offer, the princess pointed directly at the Red Fatty and said, "Kill him, and I'll agree to anything!"
The Red Fatty was terrified.
He immediately ducked down and pleaded, "Go..."
"Pfft"
His head and upper body were easily crushed into a rotten banana by an invisible giant hand.
The princess was stunned again.
She never expected that her most hated enemy would be killed so swiftly and decisively.
The revenge came so fast she couldn't even react.
It was another enemy, someone with whom he shared a deep-seated blood feud, who helped him accomplish this.
What's this?
The enemy helped him kill the enemy.
Would that person still be considered an enemy?
Or should we try a different approach: separate grudges from gratitude, and treat each matter separately?
But in that case, should one repay the debt of gratitude first or seek revenge first?
The princess's mind was in complete turmoil.
Wang Wen had no interest in understanding her dilemma. After casually killing the Red Fatty, she glanced at the progress bar, which was less than 1 point.
These cowards who don't even dare to set foot on the ground are indeed utterly useless.
He said to the princess, "Alright, I've finished killing the people for you. Now it's your turn to help me."
The princess snapped out of her reverie and hesitated for a moment.
Nodding with determination, he said, "Yes, I can tell you where the Blood Demon Royal Family's treasure is!"
"Treasure?" Wang Wen shook his head. "I don't want treasure. Help me gather the tribespeople who can release red mist; I want to learn something."
The princess was startled again. "You don't want it?? What is red mist?"
The spirit Fox waved its hand, releasing the blood-red mist it had collected earlier.
The Blood Demon Princess realized, "So you're talking about the Blood Devouring Art? Almost every blood mage knows this low-level spell, right?"
"Where is it inferior?" The little Fox seemed somewhat indignant when it heard its unique skill being belittled.
The princess looked at her curiously.
He continued speaking to Wang Wen, "My subordinates have all been scattered and absorbed. To regroup them would be tantamount to waging war against a collateral force. Alternatively, you could put me down, and I can secretly take you to meet some less-known blood mages in a private capacity, if you trust me."
"Stop trying to be discreet, it's a waste of time." Wang Wen said, waving her hand casually, "Take your men and go straight out to recall the troops. No one will dare to stop you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the doors of the numerous neatly arranged stone prison cells in front of him opened in unison.
A short while later.
All the detainees inside returned to normal, hesitantly walked out, and stood in the corridor, looking in this direction with confusion.
The Blood Demon Princess was stunned by this scene and couldn't help but exclaim, "My God... they've all been released! But not all of them are my subordinates!"
Wang Wen nonchalantly comforted him, "It's alright, you can choose your men to leave, I'll lock the rest up again."
Upon hearing this, one of the closest "non-subordinates" immediately...
He immediately knelt before the princess and cried out, "Thank you, Princess, for saving my life! I am willing to die for Your Highness!"
The moment this man bowed, a chain reaction spread immediately. All the "non-subordinates" became "subordinates," while the original subordinates looked at their princess with tears in their eyes, feeling a sense of happiness as if they had survived a calamity.
The Blood Demon Princess's mouth was always in an "O" shape and never closed.
In a short time, the crowd that had gathered numbered in the hundreds.
Those who are specially detained here are mostly powerful figures with special identities.
At this point, their unified oath of allegiance to the royal family has become a considerable force.
The guards watching over the stone cell didn't dare show their faces and fled in a panic long ago.
The princess was in a daze, as if she were dreaming, from beginning to end.
After asking around but failing to find a blood mage who knew the Blood Devouring Art, Wang Wen seemed somewhat disappointed.
Back to Red Fatty's stone castle.
The people from before have long since vanished without a trace.
However, near the city gate in the distance, there were many figures, as if a large army was gathering.
The princess dressed and led a large group of people straight to the city gate.
Upon seeing the unharmed Blood Demon Royal Family princess, the main force at the city gate stirred.
The princess spotted many familiar faces mingling in the crowd and simply asked, "The rebellious clan chief has been executed. Do you intend to resist to the end or submit to the royal family?"
The general leading the main force seemed very angry.
He cursed at the princess, "The royal family has long been wiped out! Now that my clan is powerful, how dare you plot against our chief? Today you will be buried with us!"
After saying this, the general ordered the main force to move and surround the enemy in preparation for an attack.
The princess has a group of newly joined subordinates.
They didn't want to be locked up in the stone cell again, so they were always trying to do something to solidify their position.
Upon seeing the large force at the city gate, they were ready to fight without saying a word.
One of the new subordinates stepped forward, his muscles bulging, and shouted with imposing force, "The former chieftain of the Pangluo Tribe, Pangnade, is here! Anyone who isn't afraid to die, come at me!"
Wang Wen, standing beside her, lightly flicked her fingers.
The general leading the main force at the city gate froze instantly, his brain turned to mush by the infiltrated energy.
He fell straight down, lifeless.
The main force was stunned.
Pangnade was also stunned.
Everyone misunderstood the scene, thinking that Pangnade had "scared the general to death" with just a casual remark.
Until Wang Wen glanced at the flying vehicle and casually said to the princess, "Don't waste time, let's finish this quickly."
The princess responded groggily.
He sent his subordinates to incorporate the main force.
Those willing to submit to the royal family stood on the side of their subordinates.
Those who refused to submit died on the spot.
Not long after.
The force of nearly 10,000 men was then fully incorporated.
Only a few hundred stubborn corpses remained on the ground.
Even so, it was only later that Wang Wen saw the progress bar on the aircraft was about to be filled and dared not kill any more, giving him ample time to think.
The situation gradually came to a close.
The princess has regained a considerable force, which at least gives her the ability to protect herself in this chaotic land after the death of the Red Fatty.
The veterans who had returned to the royal family surrounded the princess, weeping bitterly.
The princess turned to look at Wang Wen and her group, who were pulling several blood mages and studying something in the distance, her heart filled with complex emotions.
Wang Wen instructed the blood mages to cast their Blood Devouring Art.
The blood mages, tasked with fully cooperating, eagerly dispersed the crimson mist.
The spirit Fox withdrew its small hand, gathering all the mist into its palm. After a careful examination, ignoring the shock of the blood mages, it nodded to Wang Wen and said, "That's right, it's the little fox's Blood Devouring Art, but its cultivation level is very low."
Wang Wen asked the blood mage, "How did you learn this kind of magic?"
The blood mages exchanged glances and cautiously replied, "This kind of low-level magic is a fundamental skill for every blood mage, isn't it?"
The little Fox was furious. "Where is it low-class?!"
Wang Wen urged the blood mage, "Just tell me how you learned it."
The blood mage, startled by the little Fox, shrank back and answered even more cautiously, "As long as one possesses the bloodline of a blood mage, one will automatically control it upon awakening, just like the reborn bloodline of royalty—it exists within one's bloodline."
Wang Wen and the spirit Fox exchanged a glance.
Lost in thought.
It seems this problem is unsolvable.
The abilities people are born with cannot be traced back to any earlier source.
There isn't that much time to research and explore.
Wang Wen could only bury her doubts in her heart and prepared to use her energy to fill up the remaining little progress and leave.
But then...
A horde of strange, red-skinned people surged into the city.
They varied in height and build, but all wore uniform black armor.
The blood mages who had surrendered paled upon seeing the armor, muttering, "It's over, it's the main force of the rebels! Nearly 100,000 fully armed men! We're doomed..."
Wang Wen raised an eyebrow, somewhat pleased.
Killing Blood Demon Clan consumes far less energy than forcibly filling in the progress bar.
Just when I was dozing off, a pillow appeared.
As expected of a good friend who helped me trigger the hidden reward on our first meeting, she's so considerate and timely in offering help when I needed it most!
He walked up to the princess, who was anxiously directing her troops in battle, and urged her, "Don't waste time. Come with me out of the city and let's finish this quickly."