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Immediately afterwards, the spirit body regained some consciousness.

The Purifying Water Temple was destroyed! The hot-blooded species abandoned the path of the ancient saints! They converted to the devil!

The reconstruction plan is threatened, we need the help of the White Moon Legion...

The Archmage is gradually unable to maintain his spells, and controlling the lizardman's soul is dangerous and difficult.

Just lifting up their walking corpses is the most profound form of necromantic magic.

The gradually clear soul also meant the failure of the spell. It raised its head and saw clearly the huge figure that it subconsciously asked for help.

The scepter of Kothago glowed quietly under the starry night, like the unspoken wrath of the ancient saint Kothago.

His eyes passed over the ferocious Taibok's back armor, and Stenke's eyes widened, and he screamed excitedly.

The Army Breaker is coming!

Hot-blooded species...

The little soul disappeared into the darkness, but it successfully awakened the sleeping rain forest.

The cold-blooded rage was silent, but it silenced Asul.

Only through the dangerous vertical pupils can one directly see the bloodthirsty desire aroused by the cold-blooded champion.

…

Bloodlust surges among mortals, and the beaches of Lustria are heaped with filth.

Hesiota, the star-gazing room at the top of the Pyramid of the Southern Stars, in the sacred pool.

The ancient magic toad twitched its eyelids slightly.

The Skink Priests approached cautiously, carefully observing Slan's condition, discussing with each other in low voices, trying to decipher Slan's will.

The thoughts of the Lord of the Sun City have long been far away from Hesiota, and it is wandering in space.

The majestic power of the maelstrom continued into the deep darkness of the universe. Lord Mazdamudi ignored the broken sky. It was tired of seeing such spectacles.

The Slann of the second generation passed by the branches and leaves of the oak tree of the era to explore the atmosphere, and his mind wandered outside the planet.

Under the clouds, in the blue world pond, lightning and hurricanes are like gods standing tall in the sky, slowly walking into the depths of the ocean.

This turbulent storm is getting stronger and stronger. If it is not controlled, it can even split the planet!

The long-lost device was awakened by the ignorant young race!

Looking coldly at the energy engine used by the ancient sage to adjust the stars.

Only its ancient master can fully harness the power of the energy engine, making this disaster less troublesome.

Shi Lan continued to swim in the sky, gradually disappearing into the clouds.

It passed over Lustria, and the omen of death in the rainforest made the demon toad pause for a moment.

It's no big deal that big plans meet small setbacks, the forces of Chaos keep thwarting them.

The High Lord is used to turmoil. This disaster cannot shake the precarious balance, but it cannot be allowed to go unchecked.

The power of the search for the Tablets cannot be diminished, and no legion is fit to be deployed to the edge of the rainforest.

This does not bother the chief of the Lustria Supreme Council... Not all cold-blooded champions are fighting on the road of search. Just moving one at will is enough to defeat the invading flies.

…

The swamp in front of Lynch's eyes shook slightly, and was replaced by visions from farther away.

The virtual scene slowly solidified, and Lin Qi once thought that he had been spatially displaced.

He could even feel the heat of the hot-blooded campfire and the pain of the captives wailing in the banquet.

In the deep jungle, group after group of Skinks blindly launched a counterattack.

The initial surprise attack caused a large number of casualties among the hot-blooded species.

After being prepared, the gold seekers with guns, crossbows and shields turned the jungle's counterattack into death.

Stink was never born for fighting, let alone a well-equipped professional adventure team.

Occasionally, wild beasts are driven towards the hot-blooded camp, only to fall into traps around the camp in vain.

They will be put into strong cages and sent to zoos in the old world for exhibition by nobles, or they will be killed in a pretentious manner as proof of the nobles' bravery.

Adventurers who are sellers gain a lot of money and power.

Lynch was taken by Vision to visit the northern coast of Lustria. In dozens of newly built camps, skink corpses used as decorations spoke of hatred.

The paradise of beasts is being usurped by civilized people simply because of the useless wealth exposed by the lost empire.

Demons laugh in the shadows of mortals, evil gods toast to undeserved plunder.

These hot-blooded species do not regard the local residents as civilized species, even though the ruins in the jungle have proved the grandeur of the lost civilization.

The workers who were responsible for the reconstruction and the fishermen who were grazing were treated like wild beasts and killed indiscriminately.

There is no respect for thinking creatures. Even if the people sitting in the rainforest are humans, they will not show mercy.

Hatred spreads in the desolate ruins!

The rainforest is stirring!

Deep in the jungle, groups of bruised and bruised Skink gathered, lit bonfires, held rituals, and tried to summon their invincible guardians.

But Wanderer Nakai has not returned from the expedition!

The unresponsive ancient ritual was the straw that broke the camel's back.

The serpent god's messenger told these producers to put away their weapons and hide in the depths of the rainforest, waiting for Sotek to repel the demon army in the Sky City.

…

Beside the bonfire, each of the skinks lowered their heads in despair. They needed to give in as planned, even if the hot-bloods had tarnished their beliefs.

None of the messengers who rushed to the Moon City returned, and the snake god's prophet was confronting the enemy of Chaos.

There were no legions to the north to dedicate their strength, and the legions further away had their own duties and they had no right to interfere.

A beam of pure light lit up in the distance, and the free light reflected into the sad eyes of a few skink lizards.

Then, more Stink noticed the arrival from afar.

The indelible sunlight cuts through the darkness, slowly approaching the bonfire used to call for help from the rainforest.

As always, this light never wavered in the darkness, never extinguished in the bloody battle, slowly but firmly.

What started as sparse soliloquies gathered together and eventually turned into a noisy discussion.

That's Kotago's holiness!

The Army Breaker is coming!

Woe to you hot-blooded ones!

Liquidate them!

Drive them away!

Kill all the hot-blooded ones and drive them to the beach!

Let their bones blanche on the golden shore!

Feed Ichi's beast with the body of a hotblood!

The jungle comes to life as new guardians arrive in the troubled land.

Lynch stood by the bonfire with Asul, who was becoming more and more respectful, and the dancing flames illuminated his cold and ferocious eyes.

The monotonous voice calmly stated the facts, while the rough accent suppressed the desire to kill.

Lustria is threatened...the Warbloods are coming, and they are using artillery to break down the walls against the demons.

They have gone too far... to use gunpowder to hunt creatures older than their own country.

Huangqi reaches out his claws! The predator calls on me to hunt the rebellious failed creation.

In the name of the Lost, and under the witness of Kotego and Tebok, I will initiate the Sacrifice of the Wild... against all invaders from the north.