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.

kowtows rang one after another, yet no one could save them...

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

Decker exclaimed in surprise.

they are very strong," Pearson said.

of the strongest races on the Night View Island," Decker said with a complicated expression. "But that's not the problem.

do that?" Pearson was confused.

weak races were like helpless fish on a chopping board; they were always

powerful, they wouldn't

sacrifice so many creatures at a time, it might

"Exactly." Decker nodded.

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

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

They were connected, and some

a large number of weak

of powers among the forces on the

As time passed, the alliance fell into a

race dares to do so, 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.

the sacrifice was

ten strong warriors had broken the silver chains, fleeing

flew one after another. They raised the wooden

"Puff, puff, puff..."

the warriors to the ground, forbidding their escape. The well-trained Glede Demons returned and lined up once

and the others couldn't help but frown upon witnessing the

strength of the Glede Demon race was far stronger than that of ordinary races. It

had been completely devoured at the foot

The blood flowed into the lake, dying it with vivid colors

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

the Snake Goddess, and the others didn't

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

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