Seeing this, the Red Devil knew that he had to kill the Dry Fish as soon as possible.

Because his presence will be the weakness of the ghost.

What's more, at this time, the drought is no longer the leader he admires, as long as he is killed, the charm can truly have no weakness, and she is the leader of the corpse clan at that time.

Looking at the cold eyes full of murderous intent, the red ray gritted his teeth as he rushed towards the drought, gathered all his strength, and swung down towards the drought.

"Buzz~Buzz!"

There was a ripple in the air, and a purple mist emerged from the ghost's body and rushed towards the red dragon.

Time seemed to slow down by half at this moment, and the speed of the red ray's flight became slower and slower.

At this moment, the ghost's figure flashed, and he picked up the drought on the ground and brought it aside.

"Boom!"

The recovered Red Ray smashed its fist into the place where the Dry Fish had been, blasting out a deep pit, and the corpse mountain trembled violently like a mass of sarcoma, spitting out a large amount of black mist into the air.

"Don't push me!" Mei Lu looked at Chi Lu coldly, and the killing intent in his eyes surged.

"He's not your brother, he's not a member of our corpse clan after being refined into a corpse spirit!"

Hearing this, the demon was unmoved, and slowly put the marquin on the ground, and the purple mist on the surface of his body spread into the marquid's body, and began to repair the injuries in his body.

"Phantom! Don't you understand, he's a corpse! Seeing that the charm was so obsessed, the red dragon looked pained.

This was by no means the future leader of the corpse clan he wanted to see.

It also makes the Red Ray have a strong desire to kill the Dry Fish, and only when he disappears will the Charm Ray turn back into the leader he respects.

"Dead noisy, Chilu, do you really want me to kill you!" Mei Lu turned his head abruptly at this time, and his cold gaze made Chi Lu feel strange and cold.

At this time, the charm turned to look at the drought fish lying on the ground again, and her eyes were full of longing and tenderness.

She didn't know that the droughts had turned into corpses.

In fact, when she received the news that Chilu was preparing to break through the realm the day before, she had already arrived.

Chilu is the third emperor of their corpse clan, and her status and importance are self-evident, so she has been secretly watching, preparing to protect Chilu to break through the demigod realm.

But when she was hiding in the shadows and saw the drought fish walking towards the corpse mountain step by step, a huge wave set off in her heart, but when she was about to run to the figure that countless days and nights missed, she was suddenly stunned.

Because she noticed that the marls seemed to have changed.

During her observation, she was horrified to discover that the Drought Fish had been refined into a corpse.

Anger and despair spread in her heart, because this was not the brother she wanted, so she never appeared, watching the Red Ray attack her, and even deep down in her heart, she longed for the Red Ray to kill her.

But when the Red Ray was about to kill the Dry Fish, she panicked, as if she was about to lose the most important thing. At this moment, she pounced on the red fish without hesitation and knocked it away.

Even if the drought has become a corpse, she is still reluctant.

Looking at the hollow eyes of the drought, the charm wanted to tell him what she missed, but for some reason, her mouth opened slightly and finally closed.

"Charm, give up, he is no longer the leader of the corpse clan, find that corpse refiner and kill him is what you should do!" Looking at the confused ghost, Chilu's heart was full of anger.

It was the Charm that led the Corpse Clan in the trough to rise step by step, and he followed the Charm through countless wars, so he clearly knew that the future path of the Charm Clan should be to become the leader of the Corpse Clan.

Therefore, the confusion and despair of the charm are something that the red ray never wants to see.

"I know what I'm doing!" The Charm spoke softly, but her eyes were still focused on the Dry.

The red dragon did not speak, but stood not far away, clenching his fists.

The charm didn't pay any attention to the red fish, and looked down at the dry fish, his eyes flashing with a soft light, and many dusty memories involuntarily floated in his mind.

It's a history of the birth of the corpses.

Long ago, there was a disadvantaged race in the Senro Domain, known as the "Mirage".

This race has no quarrel with the world, and racial hegemony and war seem far away to them, and their mission is to help the Netherworld who rule the Senluo Domain to protect a spiritual mineral resource point in the south, and make regular offerings every year, and almost all of them are miners and make a living from it.

Relying on their strong physique, although the days were hard, there was no danger to their lives, and they existed for a long time under the protection of the Netherworld.

And there are two siblings in this race who are outliers.

One has red skin, the other has fair skin, but the pupils are eerily purple.

Their future is not in doubt, and they may become miners like their parents to work for the Senluo Netherworld.

Until one day, a sudden battle broke out in the Great Domain.

The threat came from the "Death Domain" to the west, and this battle was extremely fierce, and even the "Netherworld", the royal family of the Senluo Great Domain, needed to deal with it with all their might.

However, at that time, all the races in the Senluo Domain thought that this war would soon subside, and they were convinced that the powerful Netherworld would be able to deal with any external enemy, and their lives would not change in any way.

But in fact, the battle of the Great Domain was more tragic than they imagined.

The clan king who had reached the demigod realm and the clan elder who was at the peak of the ghost emperor were killed in this battle, and the power of the Netherworld clan was completely damaged.

Even then, the war did not end.

Under such circumstances, the Netherworld high-level made a decision to recruit troops from all races in the Senluo Domain, no matter what race, as long as all those who have the combat power to enter the war against the Death Domain, all the races that disobey will be wiped out!

So in the cry of the drought and the ghost, the parents left. And it is gone, participated in the cruel battle of the Great Domain, and lay down forever in an inconspicuous corner of the battlefield......

When the battle of the Great Domain ended, the Netherworld repelled the incoming enemy, but they were also greatly injured, and the strong people in the clan suffered heavy casualties.

But they are still the kings of the Senluo Domain, and no force can replace them, and all they need is the "healing" of time.

It seems that everything is calm, but in fact, there is no calm, and many things have changed after the Battle of the Great Domain.

After this battle, only a few young children and those who were about to enter the earth were left of the mirage. It can be said that the rest of the mirage are people who need to be taken care of, and their lives have been completely changed.

The moment of despair belonging to the mirage has come.

They could no longer rely on mining to exchange with the Netherworld for survival materials, even if these young mirage children were very strong and wielded tools to dig up spirit ore in exchange for supplies, but their output simply could not meet the requirements set by the Netherworld.

Life is getting worse and worse day by day, and all that remains of the mirage is despair.

Even at this time, they still did not think of resisting, and the long-term enslavement made them feel that obedience to the Netherworld was the norm, not forced.

The first to be unable to support it was the older generation of the Mirage tribe, who chose to give their precious food to the younger people and gave up on themselves. During this time, there was not a trace of life in the mirage, and death was so close to everyone.

Just when the mirage couldn't support it, another incident happened, these mirage children who carried the livelihood of the whole clan dug up the very precious resource "glazed mine" in the spiritual mine cave, and found a glazed ore vein in the mine.

Life quietly opens a window of life when you are desperate, at least that's what the children of the Mirage thought at the time.

This discovery made the Netherworld overjoyed, and rewarded the mirage with a large amount of supplies.

There is hope for the mirage again, and it seems that they will never go hungry again.

However, it was not as they thought, and at this moment many races were eyeing the mirage.

Like the mirages, they have all experienced the pain of the Great Domain War, and after that, they can only survive in difficulty, and even give up hope for a while, waiting for death to come. At this moment, they were even more jealous of the mirage's guardian of the spiritual mine, and they no longer had to worry about food.

So several small races around the Mirage banded together, and they decided to plunder the things that made them jealous, and fight for survival.

In the calm of the night, they attacked, and the mirages were dealt a terrible blow, and a large number of their people were killed.

At that time, the drought was not yet the leader of the corpse clan, and in the face of the battle, all he had in his heart was fear. I hid in the house with my sister and listened to the noise and screams outside, and I didn't dare to go out at all.

When the door was broken, the Dryfish didn't even know how to fight.

However, when he saw his sister knocked to the ground by a stick, falling into a coma, and bleeding from her forehead, she somehow got the courage to pounce on the nearest foreigner.

The Dryfish, who had no combat experience, bit the foreigners with their teeth.

It was the first time he had tasted the sweetness of blood, and it was with this power that he had bitten to death and drained all three foreigners who had entered the house.

After this, there is constant retching and nausea, not from the body, but from the deep resistance of the heart.

At this time, the frightened Drought Devil walked out of the house with his sister in his arms, because he knew that there was only one way to die.

Outside the house, there was chaos, and the children of the foreign tribe were fighting with the children of their own tribe.

However, it was a one-sided battle, and the foreigners were overwhelming in numbers, and the mirages at this time were no match at all.

Holding his sister, he chose to run away instead of fighting.

Some of the mirages also fled from the tribe land in the chaos like the drought, while those who could not leave remained there forever.

At the dawn of the morning, the mirage was in shambles, and many children with immature faces fell in pools of blood, and stopped breathing forever.

Dryland, his sister, and the rest of the people who had fled the land made their way to the Netherlands.

Helpless, they don't know where the future lies, and the only sense of security in their hearts is given by the Netherworld, who no longer know where to go.

During this time, Dryland's sister was in a coma, and the people who traveled with him tried to persuade him to give up his sister, or they would both die.

But how willing is he to give up his sister, he has lost his parents, and his sister is his only comfort.

He still remembers that his parents said that as an older brother, he must protect his sister with his life.

That's what the droughts did at that time.

On the way to the Netherworld, hunger and thirst were accompanied by fatigue, but the drums gritted their teeth and persevered.

Along the way, Drought Fish fed her emaciated sister with her own blood as food, and hung her last breath.

Perhaps it was the blood of three foreigners that day that gave him strength, but he still managed to make it to the day he came to the Netherworld.

However, when they entered the Netherworld City and met the steward who had been in charge of receiving the ore, the Drought and the people were once again in despair.

The material steward of the Netherworld told him that resource plunder was the norm in the Great Domain, and that the Netherworld was responsible for the external situation, but never cared about the internal racial struggle.

At that moment, the hearts of the drought and the people were filled with confusion and despair.

They were kicked out, and the steward told them that there were no idlers in the Netherlands.

The clan land is gone, and the stewards who once provided daily necessities are unwilling to take them in, and they have become wanderers completely.

After that, the remaining mirages fed on tree bark and grass roots, and began a hard life of wandering, during which people continued to fall......

However, worse things are still approaching, and the winter that belongs to the Senluo Domain is coming.

Heaven and earth changed drastically, a huge iceberg gradually formed in the direction of Beiqi, and the first cold current penetrated from the direction of the Beiqi region.

Cold, thirsty, tired...... Under these conditions, the demise of the Mirage seems to be a foregone conclusion.

Looking at his sister who was getting more and more emaciated, Drought was extremely heartbroken, he didn't want to see his sister leave him, he had to find a way to save his sister.

At this moment, he thought of the power that surged in his body that day when he sucked the blood of foreigners. Is it possible for my sister to ingest the blood of foreigners to restore her health and wake up from her slumber?

So the Drought Fish set their sights on the foreigners who occupied their land.

While the people were desperate for death, the Drought Devil tried to convince them that they would resist, that they would reclaim the lost land.

However, no one paid any attention to him, as no one felt that Dryfish's offer was something they could do.

At this time, the drought fish said about the bloodsucking that day, and said, we belong to the same family, I can, and you can too!

To this end, the dartle made the doubtful people try to suck a little of their own blood.

At this moment, the remaining dozen or so mirages also discovered their racial innate abilities.

So they obeyed the drought and traveled a long way to the land of their former tribe.

The mirage's revenge hunt begins.

They seek out lone targets, hunt and divide their food, like dormant beasts, eating away at the foreigners who occupy their territory.

During this period, the strength grew rapidly, until one day, the mirage people found that they could be so powerful.

There was so much power in the blood that they needed, and it was so wonderful.

The already powerful Mirage then reclaimed their former territory and killed the foreigners without mercy.

During this period, the drought has grown from a kid who doesn't care about the clan to the leader of more than ten people.

Compared with the clansmen, the talent of the drought is extremely terrifying, sucking the same amount of blood, the growth of the drought is more than ten times that of the tribe, just like the red skin, compared with the clansmen, it is particularly alternative and special.

However, the maro was not happy, for her sister was still asleep and was getting more and more emaciated.

The blood of the foreigners worked wonders for them, but it did little for his sister.

He knew that he needed more strength, only then could he get more precious healing treasures and heal his sleeping sister.

So the Drought Fish set his bloodthirsty eyes on the foreigners.

Like the foreigners who invaded their lands, the Drylands did the same.

Because the growth of the mirage requires killing, it needs blood!

So the drought led the people to attack the foreign tribes, not for resources, but for sucking blood to become stronger.

It stands to reason that the Drought Devil led his clan to slaughter foreigners should have alarmed the Netherworld.

Although the Netherworld would not pay attention to the racial disputes in the Great Domain, the Drought Fish's actions had obviously affected the supply of the Netherworld's spirit ore and other materials, and had a certain degree of impact on the development of the Netherworld.

However, this is not the case, as the Netherworld is also experiencing an extremely difficult problem.

The cold snap from the direction of Beiqi aroused their vigilance and attention, and they were discussing countermeasures for this, and sent twenty-three elders from the clan to Beiqi to check the situation in person. At this moment, there is no energy to pay attention to the small ethnic battles in the south of the Great Domain.

Under such special conditions, the Drought led the Mirage people to grow rapidly.

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