Warlord: King of All Clans

In the urban area below the Olenik Fortress, there lives a town population of nearly 100,000 people, who rely on developed commerce and fisheries for their livelihood.

In recent years, as the orcs moved south, the number of troops stationed in Oleynik increased, and the consumption level continued to increase, the town residents of Oleynik became more wealthy.

Renee's parents ran a bakery, and she and her brother helped out in the store since they were little.

Carrying a bucket of fresh fish, she walked on the narrow street and neighbors on both sides greeted her warmly.

"Leni, going to the dock again?"

"Yes, Aunt Susan!"

"What fish did you buy today?"

"Well, I didn't buy it..."

"Is it that Randy boy who gave it to me again?"

"I think she didn't go to buy fish, but to have a private meeting with Randy, hahahaha!"

"Randy is a good guy, but he's just a fisherman."

Amid the neighbors' jokes, Renee ran back home with a wooden barrel filled with a few fresh fish, her face red.

Her house has a shop in the front, which is filled with all kinds of freshly baked bread, and her home is in the back.

Walking through the bakery and into the backyard, Renee saw her father baking a new batch of bread and couldn't help but take a deep breath.

Even though she grew up here, Renee still loves the smell of her father baking bread.

Seeing Renee coming back, the bakery owner looked fierce, "You're not listening! You're running around again, don't you know what time it is? If you dare to go out again today, I'll break your legs!"

Renee laughed playfully, "Don't worry, Uncle Evan at the dock said that the orcs can't swim and can't get over. Olenik will never fall!"

Her father held the hook of the oven and pretended to hit his daughter. "Did I say orcs? I said the plague! Your brother is not well yet!"

Breathing in the aroma of bread, Renee looked at the second-floor window with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Why is my brother's illness still not getting better?"

"The ancestor shaman has blessed us for several days now. The normal spring cold should have healed by now."

The bakery owner waved his hand and said, "Your mother is taking care of him, go up and replace her, I need someone to help."

"oh."

Renee picked up the bucket of fresh fish in her hand, gave her father a proud smile, and then walked upstairs.

This is a small wooden building that is older than Renee's family. Even if you step on it gently, the stairs will creak.

When Renee walked to the second floor, she suddenly felt a chill on her back. It suddenly seemed that the second floor where she lived every day had become a little eerie.

"mom!"

"younger brother?"

No one answered.

Renee walked to her brother's bedroom and immediately felt relieved, "Mom, why don't you say anything? Is my brother feeling better?"

Her mother lay motionless on her son's bed, as if she had not heard her daughter's voice.

"Could he have fallen asleep? He didn't even know how to sleep on the bed."

Renee looked at her mother's back and felt a little distressed. The spring in Olenik was still cold, with warm winds and cold currents constantly fighting each other, making the chance of catching a cold ten times higher than usual.

Every spring, Oleynik would have a flu outbreak of varying severity, and some people would die.

Renee picked up a cloak and prepared to put it on her mother.

At this moment, her mother suddenly turned around, stared at her, and two lines of blood flowed from the corners of her mouth.

Her brother, who had just turned ten years old, had become shriveled, pale and lifeless.

"Ah!" Renee screamed, and under the bloodshot gaze of her "mother", she took a few steps back in fear, then crawled downstairs.

“Dad! Dad!”

The originally clear sky outside suddenly dimmed. Her father also said nothing, but looked up at the sky.

Hearing his daughter's cry, the bakery owner slowly turned his face, his eyes also lit up with scarlet light, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

Leni subconsciously looked up and saw a blood moon appearing in the sky.

A huge blood moon illuminated the earth. The civilians of Olenik looked up at the sky, and the blood mark that had been dormant in their bodies for thousands of years was activated.

Civilians whose blood mark was activated suddenly developed an infinite desire for blood, to the point of losing their minds.

But there were also many survivors whose blood marks in their bodies were too faint and they did not respond to the call of the Blood Moon.

They were in danger at the first moment and became prey to other blood slaves.

In a small building in the lower city, more than a dozen black-robed wizards formed a magic circle. In the middle was a large pot of boiling blood, and under their feet were runes drawn in blood.

The inexplicably sticky blood seemed to have a life of its own. It kept overflowing from the pot and was pushed back by an invisible force.

This is the dragon blood of the mad dragon Kreidaron. With the help of the extraordinary power contained in the dragon blood, this group of blood mages prepared for a winter and cast the forbidden spell of the Blood Moon Sect - the Blood Moon is Coming.

This spell is enough to cover a city and activate the blood marks of most humans, transforming them into blood puppets.

Among them is Flamel, the Blood Moon Sect leader who is at the peak of the ninth level. His blood power is so strong that it is equal to the combined power of all other bishops.

While continuing to cast the spell, Flamel suddenly opened his eyes and raised his palms upwards. A vortex of blood quickly formed above the wooden building.

At the same time, a huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky and hit the vortex of blood.

The thick electric current broke into pieces and ran rampant in the surrounding buildings, instantly causing four or five wooden buildings to catch fire.

An old voice came from the direction of the Duke's Mansion, "The power of blood? Flamel! Come out!"

Flamel stood up from the magic circle and walked out the door.

"A mere eighth-level mage dares to shout in front of me?"

At the port of Olenik, Randy was shocked by the chaos on the dock.

His mother died early, and his father went out to sea to fish when he was twelve and never returned.

After raising him, his grandfather passed away a few years ago.

Randy, a lonely man, falls in love with the daughter of a bakery and is working hard to save up money to marry the beautiful, wealthy woman of his dreams.

At this time, on the dock, the drunk sailors, the fishermen who had just returned home, and the vendors crowded on the dock all looked up at the sky motionlessly.

The next second, dozens of eyes that had turned bloodshot all fell on a guard who was still clicking his tongue at the blood moon.

The guard was one of the few who was not affected. He was looking at the blood moon and chatting with his companions. "What the hell is this? It's in broad daylight. Could it be the work of the orcs?"

His companion looked up at the blood moon, then at the guard, suddenly opened his mouth and bit his neck.

Dozens of people around rushed forward frantically, overwhelming the guards.

The guard screamed twice and then fell silent. A few seconds later, blood flowed out from under the pile of people.

Randy watched this horrific scene happening everywhere on the dock, and suddenly Renee's beautiful face appeared in his mind.

"No, Renee!"

It was a full half month later that the Northern Duke of Anhurst received the news from the north.

The northern main city, Olenik, has fallen!

(Volume 10: The Battle of Heroes: End!)