Warlord: King of All Clans

In the jurisdiction of Asgar City and Tiamous, blood slave camps of all sizes are scattered in the wilderness.

Blood slaves are not undead, they also need to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and they can also freeze to death in the wind and snow.

The blood slave army, which had no independent logistics, completely lost its supplies after the Kurolov Corps retreated and could only eat wild grass and tree bark.

Wherever the blood slave army passed, it was like a swarm of locusts, leaving no grass behind.

In order to maintain the combat effectiveness of the blood slave army, some blood bishops with twisted minds manipulate the blood slaves to devour each other, and even use blood spells to refine extraordinary blood servants.

But this action was completely against human nature. Even many blood mages could not stand it and left the army to flee.

A large number of blood slaves that had lost control regained their sanity, then went crazy and committed suicide.

The remaining Blood Bishops were also at a loss. They had been waiting for support from the Blood Moon Patriarch for a long time, unable to capture the city of Asgar and Tiamous, and were blocked on the northern grasslands, unable to continue moving south.

As the weather grew colder, blood slaves froze to death one after another, and the blood bishops suddenly received the long-lost message of blood.

Blood magic is not only stealthy, but also skilled in communication.

Under the seat of the Blood Moon Sect Master, there are the "Ten Apostles", which are equivalent to the extraordinary blood servants he has carefully refined. There is an invisible magic red thread on their bodies, tied to the Blood Moon Sect Master's ten fingers, which can transmit information across thousands of miles.

Now, most of these apostles were beside the blood bishops in the blood slave camps. Their eyes suddenly became deep, and they said to the blood bishops beside them: "The master has given an order. Come forward and listen to his will."

The bloody bishops had no doubts and stepped forward.

A hidden red line suddenly shot out from the apostle's body and connected to the blood bishops.

Then the blood mark on the Blood Bishop's body was activated, and he became a blood slave with almost no resistance.

The blood bishops who had just become blood slaves had terrified eyes and distorted faces, and their movements became stiff and strange as they fought for control of their bodies.

They struggled hard, but to no avail. They could only watch themselves become like the lowly blood slaves below, hugging the extraordinary blood servant and starting to gnaw on him, absorbing the power of blood without limit.

Far away in Stormheim, in Fabuti, the extremely strong orc arms were drooping, with no blood on them.

But there were two more arms under his ribs, and ten hidden red lines connected the fingers of the new hands.

An endless supply of blood power flew in from a distant place, poured into his body, and repaired his injuries.

The upper body of the powerful Blood Moon Sect leader, Flamel, was eaten clean, leaving only the mutilated lower body lying on the ground.

After several years of open and covert fighting and mutual calculations, the high-level war in the north finally came to an end.

Holy Shaman Runadov is seriously injured and in seclusion!

The life and death of Mitchell, the Grand Duke of the North, is unknown!

The leader of the Blood Moon Sect, Flamel, is dead!

As for the remaining high-level ones, some of them only have realm but are not good at fighting, or they are only level seven and cannot survive more than ten of his moves.

There is no rival in the entire northern territory!

Looking at Olenik, which was as gloomy as a ghost town, Fabuti grinned with his fang-filled mouth and laughed, "No matter what, I won in the end."

His gaze fell to the west, toward the mountains that Beowulf led.

"Next, it's your turn."

After the hundred thousand blood slaves devoured each other, only half were left, but they had also recovered their strength.

Under the control of the bloody bishops, they all stood up and staggered towards the west.

In the northern land, there are not only 100,000 blood slaves, but also 100,000 wild people who can be used!

Above Kitland, a black dragon landed in the Earl's Palace Square, and Leo jumped off the dragon's back.

The gathered barbarian leaders spontaneously formed a line and bowed their heads to let Leo pass through.

The savages have always worshipped the strong, and most of the people present had been defeated by Leo.

There are also many people who have participated in many alliance wars between the Beowulf family and the River Reach, and have witnessed Leo slaying the dragon and the strength of the River Reach Legion.

The silver falling blades that plunged into the afterglow, the ancient red dragon that crashed to the ground, the Pegasus grenades that destroyed the castle, and the invincible firearms troops were unforgettable to anyone who had witnessed them.

Watching Leo coming towards him surrounded by the barbarian leaders from afar, the gray-haired Earl Hard suddenly felt a sense of desolation.

In the North, he is a great swordsman whose reputation is second only to the Grand Duke of the North. He has defeated countless high-level opponents in his life, but he is old now after all.

After the battle with Fabti, he was seriously injured and had to recuperate until now, barely maintaining his rank.

If he really wanted to fight someone, I’m afraid he wouldn’t even be able to defeat the three level seven hunting kings below.

As level eight warriors, Fabuti and Godwin suffered no less serious injuries than him, but because of their youth and proper treatment, they have now been upgraded to level nine.

No matter how extraordinary you are, you cannot become a saint, as you are still a mortal.

This is why he waited for Leo to come. Beowulf's family has declined and cannot lead the wild people into a new era.

Not to mention the other barbarian leaders. No matter how strong they are, they are still the leaders of the barbarians in the mountains. They are not as good as him, an earl who changed his job halfway.

Only Leo can hold up the mess he left behind.

While waiting for Leo to go up the mountain, Hader said to Finn beside him: "After the spring, you will go to the Earldom of Riverbend and learn how to govern the territory from Leo."

"Try to marry a noblewoman from the Reach and become Leo's in-law. If Leo wants Beowulf to be the leader, you can give him the title. If he doesn't want it, you can still ensure that the Beowulf family will prosper for three generations."

Finn was as happy as a silly son of a landlord. "No need to wait until spring. Whenever Leo goes back, I'll go with him on his dragon!"

He looked at his father's back and said, "It would be better to give the title of Earl Beowulf to my elder sister. I would rather be a legendary adventurer like my father."

The Hunting King Conference was soon held, and the various complicated and barbaric rituals made Leo very uncomfortable.

The wild tribes led by Earl Beowulf also had a tradition of living sacrifices. After a meeting, at least three hundred prisoners of war from various tribes were sacrificed.

Finn told Leo that the current customs are much more civilized. Decades ago, blood sacrifices were not only performed on prisoners of war, but also on their own warriors.

However, this conference was not without casualties among the Savage warriors. To add to the fun, Kitland held a death match for half a month. Every day, the bodies of the Savage warriors were carried down from the ring.

If you want to be eligible to run for the King of the Wild Folk, you must first become the King of Hunters.

The hunting king not only needs to be promoted to a high level, but also needs to hunt down an extraordinary magical beast of the same level to prove his strength to his ancestors.

However, Dragon Slayer Leo was an exception. No wild tribe leader stood up to question his eligibility to run for election.

After completing the whole process, it is time for the finale of the Hunting King Conference. Had will select the next King of the Wild People in front of the ancestral altar.