Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

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

were folded on their backs and they possessed sharp claws. Their bodies

race!" Decker

feel that they are very strong,"

said with a complicated expression.

supposed to do that?"

Realm, the weak races were like helpless fish on a chopping board;

the Glede Demon race was very powerful, they wouldn't have any difficulty sacrificing

they sacrifice so many creatures at a time, it might cause a

"Exactly." Decker nodded.

the Night View Island, but it was rare to see

Mighty race which were at par with the Glede Demon race on the

themselves. They were connected, and some of them had

sacrificing several races at a time would cause a large number of weak races to team

of powers among the forces on the Night View Island.

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

something must have happened in the Ghost Mountain. They need to accumulate enough Arcana, alas..." Decker concluded. The Wooden Leaf race was also a weak race. He felt sorry upon realizing the fate of these several

process of the

than ten strong warriors had broken

They raised the wooden sticks, aimed

"Puff, puff, puff..."

accurately. They nailed the warriors to

couldn't help but frown upon witnessing the

stronger than

had been completely devoured at the

into the lake,

said Decker. "But the Glede Demons are very troublesome. They like to

others didn't say

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

Glede Demon race, however, there was still a chance. They still had the Light of Annihilation, which could burst out and destroy the Treacherous Beings that the