Dragon Hermit

Duke Lewis trembled violently, his wings fluttered, his body lost his balance, and he fell from the air. However, after falling ten meters, he flew up again, with fear in his eyes.

Even if the high-level blood races were affected so much, how could the low-level blood races withstand the pressure of the blood emanating from Cain's remains? None of them could stay in the air, and they all fell from the sky like planes without fuel. And they couldn't fly again like the other dukes, and fell firmly on the trees and the ground, and some even fell directly from the cliff. Fortunately, the blood race was strong, and none of them fell to their deaths. Even the few blood races who fell off the cliff struggled to get up from the ground, and looked up at Cain's remains in awe.

"The holy ancestor... has awakened!" Many blood races had the same guess. Just now, they felt the message conveyed by the silent roar—anger!

The Holy Patriarch is angry!

"Shua..." the wings behind Cain's remains spread out, far bigger than any blood race's wings, covered with sharp bone spurs, ferocious and terrifying. He flapped his wings, left the bone dragon's palm and flew up, directly towards Elder Wiltord.

Elder Wiltord flapped his wings unconsciously, hovering in the air, his mind was in chaos. When they learned of the whereabouts of the remains of the ancestors, the group of elders once deduced that the remains of the ancestors are now only relying on instinct to seize powerful power everywhere. The consciousness of the ancestors has long since disappeared and does not exist in the world.

That's why the group of elders decided to recall the remains of the ancestor, and borrow the power of the ancestor to make themselves stronger. And the premise of this decision is that the Holy Ancestor no longer has any residue of his own consciousness.

But now, when Elder Wiltord and Cain's remains were less than three meters away, facing each other, he understood that the consciousness of the holy ancestor was still there!

This is like the ancient prince who wanted to launch a coup when the old emperor was out of Beijing, become emperor himself, and take over everything from the old emperor. But suddenly, the old emperor returned to Beijing with his troops, so everything came to naught, and he was either given to death or imprisoned, with a miserable end.

Elder Wiltord didn't dare to move, he didn't have the slightest courage to challenge the ancestor, because it was impossible.

Cain's remains flew over, stretched out a finger bone, and touched Elder Wiltold's forehead. He didn't dare to move, and the other blood races didn't dare to move, they just watched the scene in front of them in horror.

The moment his finger was placed on his forehead, a consciousness appeared in Elder Wiltold's mind. The information conveyed by this consciousness caused large drops of sweat to roll off his forehead, and he didn't even dare to raise his hand to wipe it off.

Immediately, the remains of Cain spread its wings and flew higher, condescendingly overlooking all the blood races. At this moment, except for Elder Wiltord, the other blood races still in the air couldn't bear it, and landed on the ground one after another, looking up in fear .

"Cancel the order to hunt down the Lich. From now on, the Lich is our blood clan's friend. As long as he makes a request, we will meet it, and no one can violate it!" Elder Wiltord spoke, his voice trembling.

"Yes!" The blood races responded one after another. Everyone knew that this must be the order given to him by the holy ancestor when he contacted Elder Wiltord just now, and no blood race could disobey it.

"I, Wiltord, intend to harm the Holy Patriarch. From tomorrow onwards, I will drain the blood and sleep for a hundred years, as a warning to others!" Elder Wiltord continued to issue orders, and what he announced was his own punishment.

"Yes!" The other eight elders shivered and knelt down on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. The Holy Patriarch only punished Wiltord alone, which was already the greatest tolerance for the eight of them, and they couldn't think of any resistance.

As for the significance of the punishment of Elder Wiltord, all the blood races quickly understood that this was a warning, not only because the elders intended to harm the relics of the ancestor, but also because they ordered to hunt down the lich .

Although the Holy Ancestor retains his own consciousness, it is still controlled by the Lich. This result is not surprising.

Duke Lewis kept breaking out in a cold sweat. He didn't expect things to turn out like this. He realized that he had made a wrong decision before. If my daughter had decided to disobey my order, I could have lenient the net and continued to maintain the relationship with my daughter and the Lich, maybe now I have the opportunity to go further, as long as the Holy Patriarch orders, I will get more benefits, even more big power.

But now, none of that seems possible. Duke Lewis looked at Selina, just in time to meet his daughter's gaze, and he saw her daughter turn away without emotion, her eyes were indifferent. He knew that he might lose this daughter forever.

After Elder Wiltord announced the order, he landed and knelt down on the ground like other blood races.

Originally, such an order should be discussed by the elders before making a decision, but now, no one dares to object. What's more, Elder Wiltord didn't want to monopolize power, because he announced that he would sleep for a hundred years, and when he woke up again a hundred years later, it would no longer be his time.

Cain's remains also landed, but they stood behind Xia Yan.

The Bone Dragon shrunk in size and returned to the size of a lion again, standing quietly behind Xia Yan as well.

"Dear friends, welcome to Cain Castle as a guest!" The nine elders walked over together. This time, they changed their attitudes. Elder Wiltord was among them, but now, he is no longer qualified to speak. The elders were very worried. The Lich controlled the Holy Ancestor. If he wanted to use this to control the blood race, it would not be a difficult task. Would the blood race be controlled by humans from now on?

"No need." Xia Yan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "I'm not interested in this castle, so I won't go in, but I want something, I wonder if you can satisfy me?"

"Your Excellency, if you need something, we will definitely provide it!" The elders looked at each other, and they felt relieved. Liches are not interested in controlling the blood clan, so they feel relieved. As for what the Lich needs, no matter what it is, they will offer it with both hands without hesitation. After all, Elder Wiltord has just announced that the Lich is a friend of the Blood Race.

"I don't know what your Excellency needs?" An elder asked.

"I want a nuclear bomb." Xia Yan said lightly, the surrounding was suddenly silent, the blood race looked at him in shock, even Sarina and Liu Xueer looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why he made such a request.

"Of course...you can!" The elders exchanged glances and nodded, and the elder asked, "Excuse me, but if you need a nuclear bomb, do you want to prepare..."

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in destroying the world, just like the vampires, I just want to protect myself," Xia Yan said.

Ghosts believe you! The elders are roaring in their hearts, using nuclear bombs to defend themselves? It's almost like death. If those big countries know the news, I'm afraid there will be a beheading operation. It is impossible for nuclear weapons to be mastered by someone!

"Lich, do you mean..." Sharina's heart moved, and she looked at Xia Yan. wxya

Xia Yan understood what she wanted to ask and nodded.

Of course he would not grow mushrooms on the earth, but in the world outside the earth, he has no scruples.