Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

The Evil Tiger race had always cast rather covetous eyes upon the Wooden Leaf race.

While the Wooden Leaf race was weak, they were still capable of protecting themselves.

Relying on the power of the thorny Treacherous Beings, in particular, they hid at the mountainside which was easy to hold but difficult to attack.

But because the Wooden Leaf race wasn't of much value, the Evil Tiger race was in no hurry to attack them.

Graham and Decker had already sensed an oncoming crisis. There were so many races on the Night View Island. Many weak races had been eliminated.

Such was why Decker took the risk of following Zen, wanting to grow stronger.

Over the past few days, the situation on the Night View Island had undergone a drastic change.

The Red Demon race and the Grand Mighty race were both destined to be exterminated—the races that followed them had fallen into chaos.

But the drastic change was undoubtedly likely to bring great benefits to some races.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the Evil Tiger race attacked the Wooden Leaf race.

In the lead, Graham brought many of the soldiers up to the top to hide.

Now, they were desperate.

It wasn't that the Evil Tiger race couldn't defeat them.

But the Wooden Leaf race had been well-prepared to fight to the death. If the Evil Tiger race forced their way up, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

But since the Evil Tiger race had already made a move, they weren't about to give up so easily.

"Master Graham, can we try to parley with them?" asked one of the Wooden Leaf race's soldiers.

Graham's smile was bitter. "What do you think?"

The Evil Tiger race did not communicate with the Wooden Leaf race. They had slaughtered more than ten members of the Wooden Leaf race as soon as they came.

And they were completely determined to exterminate the Wooden Leaf race.

Slowly, the Evil Tiger race's warriors approached the mountainside.

At this point, they were ready to rush forward at any moment.

The air was heavy.

No one even wanted to blink.

"If you attack us, you'll lose over half of your men. By then, the Ghost Face race in the adjacent mountain will not let you go!" Graham suddenly shouted out.

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Evil Tiger race suffered several casualties, the Ghost Face race would undoubtedly take the opportunity to attack.

Tiger race's leader chuckled. "You don't need to worry about that. The Ghost Face

a major hindrance to the Evil Tiger race. With them gone, the

few more steps forward, now only a hundred feet away from the nearest members of the Wooden Leaf race.

gritted his teeth, his heart filling with hesitation. While he wanted his soldiers to attack, he knew it would mean his

race pointed into the distance. "Decker

"It's Decker!"

back from the Ghost

exclaiming, their voices full of hope.

into the distance, Graham smiled bitterly.

what if Decker came back?'

what achievement could he have possibly made in the Ghost Mountain?

probably fused with a hostility-level Treacherous Being, but that would do

Tiger race had also taken notice of Decker's arrival in the distance.

looked back and sneered. Picking out three warriors from the

Wind Ghosts. These ghosts floated down the

their eyes, Decker was merely a fish on a

pulled out his glazed sheet and asked, "Are you willing to help

few days, he had gotten on harmoniously with Cary.

as simple as a child, regarding Decker as

when his friend was in

Cary

expressionless as he gave the order, "Kill them

Tiger race approached Decker, their eyes narrowed ferociously—they had been so close, but Decker was adamantly

minds, three sharp spines suddenly extended

Puff! Puff! Puff!

through the warriors of the Evil Tiger race.

through the Wind

out of the glazed sheet, retracting the three spines back to

Evil Tiger race were attached

moment had the entire Wooden Leaf race and

was undoubtedly gentle.

they could tell that he wasn't at the hostility level

that he was

chill ran down the spine of the Evil

think that Decker had brought back a hatred-level Treacherous Being with

something only the Great Ghost Priests were known to be able to do, and even then,

completely unheard of.

he couldn't believe what he saw, he knew he had to take it

"Run!"

a hatred-level