Chapter 239 - 152: Dare to Steal My Person? I’ll Send Him Back in Utter Defeat

Chapter 239: Chapter 152: Dare to Steal My Person? I’ll Send Him Back in Utter Defeat

"Praise the Mother of Blood!"

"Praise the Mother of Blood!"

The gray-robed man nodded with satisfaction. "Very good. Now, everyone, begin enjoying the fine meal bestowed upon us by the Mother of Blood."

Upon hearing this, the group of Mixed-blood Species scrambled up from the ground and swarmed forward like starving wolves pouncing on their prey, quickly devouring all the Food on the roasting rack.

The gray-robed man stood motionless, watching the Mixed-blood Species wolf down their food, an unreadable light flickering in his eyes.

"Lord Deacon... I have returned..."

A low voice sounded from behind him.

The gray-robed man turned to look and saw a short figure slowly emerging from the shadows.

He was dressed in black stealth attire, his build seemingly no different from that of an ordinary person. But a closer look revealed he had no legs; countless black tentacles moved in their place.

Behind him, he was dragging several unconscious Beastmen.

"Oh? You’ve caught more Beastmen?"

The gray-robed man glanced over, looking rather uninterested. "These low-level creatures don’t yield much Blood of Origin."

"Even sacrificing a thousand of them won’t be enough to transform a single Mixed-blood Believer into a Muddy Blood Guard. They can only be used as Food for the others."

After a pause, he continued, "How is the scouting on that territory going?"

The tentacles at the black-clothed man’s feet squirmed as he said in a low voice, "Reporting to the Lord Deacon, based on the past few days of scouting, there are more than ten Tier Two experts in that territory."

"In addition, they command a large number of Elite and regular Soldier Types. It’s a territory with considerable military strength."

"However, one thing is certain: that territory has no Tier Three experts."

"Oh?" The gray-robed man’s eyes lit up slightly. "No Tier Three experts... Then they’re just a flock of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered."

"Given the scale of this territory’s forces and the quality of its experts, if we sacrifice all of them to the Mother of Blood, we might be able to create another Gray Blood Deacon of the same rank as me..."

"It might even allow my bloodline to transform again, advancing from Gray Blood to... Black Blood."

When he spoke the two words "Black Blood," his voice was tinged with an irrepressible greed and desire.

The black-clothed man raised his head and asked tentatively, "Lord Deacon, you mean..."

"Heh heh..." The gray-robed man chuckled softly. "Make the preparations. Tomorrow, we move out as one. We will sacrifice this entire territory!"

The black-clothed man placed a hand on his chest, his voice trembling slightly. "Yes, Lord Deacon!"

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「Meanwhile.」

In his territory, Shen Xing was looking at an image that resembled a 3D projection.

The image showed a roaring Campfire, and a group of ugly, mixed-blood creatures gathered around it.

This was being transmitted back by Blood Roar from a distance.

Gripping the Communication Crystal, Shen Xing said in a low voice, "Looks like that’s them. This camp has a lot of people, and quite a few experts."

"According to Blood Roar’s senses, there are at least a dozen auras of Tier Two experts inside."

"Especially that man in the gray robe. His aura is the most dangerous. I’m afraid he has the combat power of a Tier Three."

On the city wall, the expressions of his top commanders grew tense.

Hellish Roar stepped forward and volunteered, "Lord, please allow me to lead the legion to annihilate the enemy."

"I am more than one hundred percent confident I can take down this stronghold!"

"More than a hundred percent?" Shen Xing glanced at him and asked, "There’s a Tier Three expert in there. Are you sure?"

"I am certain, Lord."

Hellish Roar’s voice deepened slightly. "After you helped me break through to Hero, I feel I’ve become much more astute. I’ve found answers to many problems that had been troubling me."

"In recent days, I’ve had a small breakthrough. I should be able to face a Tier Three expert head-on."

After a pause, he added, "With Blood Roar’s support, I’m more than one hundred and thirty percent confident."

Shen Xing glanced at the Bald Beastman, knowing he wasn’t one to boast.

If he said he was one hundred and thirty percent confident, it meant he was at least one hundred and fifty percent confident, or even more.

This made Shen Xing even more curious about what "small breakthrough" Hellish Roar was talking about.

"Alright," Shen Xing nodded. "Then you and Reina will lead a squadron of Beastmen, a squadron of Inferior Demons, and a squad of Hellfires to raze this stronghold."

"Yes, Lord!"

Hellish Roar responded in a deep voice, then turned and leaped off the city wall to assemble the troops.

Reina, beside him, seemed hesitant, looking at the figure in the wheelchair as if she wanted to say something but couldn’t.

"What is it, Reina?" Shen Xing asked.

"I... Can I not go?" Reina asked tentatively. "I don’t feel at ease leaving you alone."

Shen Xing smiled and reassured her, "Don’t worry. I’m very safe within the territory. Nothing will happen."

"Alright..." Reina also knew that in this territory, the Lord’s command was absolute.

She took a deep breath and said resolutely, "I will eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible and return right away."

As she finished speaking, she turned lightly, her Magic Robe flaring open like a flower of flame.

The moment she leaped from the wall, her gaze turned icy cold, and a bone-deep killing intent flashed in her eyes.

’These damn, lowly mongrels! It’s because of them that I’m being forced to leave my Lord’s side. Their crime is unforgivable!’

She clenched the Magic Staff in her hand, a dangerous aura brewing within her.

A few minutes later, Hellish Roar’s task force was assembled.

This time, he brought a total of 100 Beastmen, plus 30 Wolf Cavalry, as well as 100 Inferior Demons and 10 Hellfires.

With Reina and Blood Roar, this force was more than enough to crush the stronghold.

Even if something unexpected happened, Shen Xing could send out Zhaji to lead the other commanders as reinforcements at top speed.

Then, they led the over two hundred Warriors into the Fog with great momentum.

Shen Xing, meanwhile, used the white dots on his minimap and the communication device in his hand to monitor the team’s status in real-time.

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