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Decker's eyes lit up. "Let's go there!"

"What's happening?" the Snake Goddess asked.

"There is an entire race to be sacrificed and there will be a lot of Arcana. I wonder whether you are interested in making a move or not," said Decker.

The prey on the Night View Island was not enough. There would often be wars among the various races. The races that lost would become captives, and the only fate of being captured was to be sacrificed.

All the people present had experienced a lot of fights. They understood the cruelty on the Night View Island.

Since the members of a whole race were to be sacrificed, the number of Arcana to be produced was large.

Zen and his group didn't get many Arcana–now was their chance.

"Let's go and take a look," suggested Zen.

Fuxi and the others nodded. That night, they quietly left the cave and headed south.

Miserable screams echoed from two mountains away. The distance wasn't far from them.

When Zen and his group climbed over the first mountain, white hairs slowly flew towards them, coming from the mountain's side.

Although the Ghost Powder could hide the aura of life energy, they could still attract white-haired monsters as long as they moved.

Everyone stopped moving and stood like statues. The white-haired monsters then disappeared, and they continued with their journey.

Near a lake at the foot of the mountain, hundreds of creatures appeared trapped, bound by silver chains.

They didn't have Ghost Powder on their bodies and the silver chains disabled their every move.

Out of nowhere, the white-haired monsters appeared like sharks that had smelled blood, devouring the poor creatures.

The number of creatures that each white-haired monster swallowed was limited to ten. After that, the monsters turned into a pile of white hairs and gradually dissipated–leaving behind many Arcana.

The remaining creatures trembled as they saw their companions being swallowed little by little. Their chests were filled with fear as the blood of different colors splashed out from the horrible scene.

the sound of kowtows rang one after another, yet no

stood by the lake. Their wings were folded on their backs and they possessed sharp claws. Their bodies

Decker exclaimed in

they are very

Island," Decker said with a complicated expression. "But that's not the problem. How dare they catch so many races

do that?" Pearson was

Realm and the Supreme Pure Realm, the weak races were like helpless fish on a chopping

Glede Demon race was very powerful, they wouldn't have any difficulty sacrificing their captives.

they sacrifice so many creatures at a time, it might

"Exactly." Decker nodded.

races often happened on the Night View Island, but it was rare to see

and the Grand Mighty race which were at par with the Glede Demon race on the Night View Island wouldn't

weak races were not idiots themselves. They were connected,

would cause a large number

there would be a reshuffling of powers among the forces on the Night

by the alliance every time. As time passed, the alliance fell into a state of disunity, and finally, the situation returned

Mountain. They need to accumulate enough Arcana, alas..." Decker concluded. The Wooden

process of the

ten strong warriors had broken the silver chains, fleeing in

on guard flew one after another. They raised the wooden sticks, aimed at the creatures, and threw them

"Puff, puff, puff..."

targets hard and accurately. They nailed the warriors to the ground,

help but frown upon witnessing

stronger than that of ordinary races.

races had been completely devoured at

as they were swallowed. The blood flowed into the lake, dying it with vivid colors as it mixed with

enter the Ghost Mountain," said Decker. "But the Glede Demons are very troublesome. They like to

Snake Goddess, and the others didn't say

Arcana could save them a lot of time, and they didn't have to invade the mountains one

however, there was still a chance. They still had the Light of