Looking at Ainsley, who was being surrounded to the point of looking like a superstar among the blood clan members, Joan finally had to forcefully squeeze her way in and stand in front of the kid.
The woman put her arms on her waist and wasn’t afraid to glare at these oldies.
“What are you guys doing, fighting over my great-granddaughter? Just go to the battlefield and help the warriors! Look! So many warriors had sacrificed themselves!”
But the blood clan was cold-blooded towards fellow pure-blooded members in terms of war and fight.
They just casually looked at the night sky that became the battlefield and tilted their heads innocently.
“It’s okay. They can still be revived. A decade or two isn’t that long. Let’s just say it’s the same as a vacation.”
Of course, when the pure-blooded blood clan members died, their souls were directly teleported to a safe place in the Underground Kingdom that was used to store all the warriors’ blood and their souls.
This time, the blood clan didn’t plan to move their secret base to their new country because the ‘ruins’ of their Underground Kingdom was actually much safer than their new country.
Anyway, no one other than the king and the two elders in charge of reviving the members could enter the secret warehouse storing blood and souls.
If those souls felt that waiting for a decade or more inside the huge warehouse was boring, they could stay in the underworld and not hurry up to reincarnate.
After they were revived, their short decade vacation in the underworld would end, and they would have to work again.
“For us, death might be a good vacation, so don’t speak as if those warriors are reluctant to sacrifice themselves. Tsk.”
“Yeah, yeah, I bet they will all volunteer to die for a hundred years or more if we don’t stop them!”
Joan was utterly dumbfounded by the group of immortals and could only shut her mouth while still standing in front of the king and Ainsley, protecting the kid behind her.
She knew the blood clan was full of weirdos, so Ain could never stay too long with these freaks!
In the end, at Joan’s strong request, Ainsley could finally return to her group.
The king and the other blood clan’s higher-ups could only reluctantly let go of this little cub and return to the battlefield to see if anyone needed their help.
At this time, the queen, who was still replenishing her body, finally recovered almost all her energy and vaguely felt that she could do some things for the celestials once more.
Looking at the number of celestials on the battlefield that didn’t exceed 600.000 fighting bitterly against the vicious blood clan members….
The queen squinted her eyes and thought of a way to activate the celestial’d racial advantage even without the altar.
The one she wanted to awaken wasn’t an ordinary racial advantage because only strong celestials had this ‘inheritance’ in their bodies, but because of this ‘inheritance’…
Their race got the noble nickname of the ‘Natural War Weapon’ in the hands of the fairy.
Of course, that was the old days, and now, the celestials didn’t necessarily listen to the fairies which was why they could attack the blood clan now.
After all, aside from demons, the fairies disliked no creatures in this world even if the creature belonged to the dark camp.
The queen looked thoughtful as she watched the war from high above as if looking at a show where the ‘villain’ would always die in the end, and justice would prevail.
The racial inheritance she wanted to awaken didn’t necessarily need the altar, but she did require a medium that could share the burden on her body.
The altar was the one that bore the burden of activating countless racial advantages, but this time, the queen felt that she needed people to help her bear the burden instead of the altar.
So…should it be the healers? No, no, they were important and helping the queen to share the burden would be too much for them.
It was best to have someone with the blood of their celestial race, but they weren’t too needed on the battlefield.
About this…the queen suddenly thought of the half-blood celestials who couldn’t be called celestials and haven’t entered the Sky Kingdom up to now.
Thinking that these people were still somewhere not far from the Sky Kingdom, waiting to reinforce the main army of 1.5 million pure-blooded celestials…
The queen tugged the corner of her lips and immediately called the marshal through her special communication device that had been charged with the holy light before.
[Marshal. Find as many halflings from our race as you can.]
[Those who didn’t join the main army and are still waiting at the floating islands outside of the Sky Kingdom…bring them to my place.]
For this, the queen reluctantly asked the person in charge of creating special clouds to create more of those things around her so that the halflings could gather near her.
She summoned many celestial soldiers from all over the world who had their blood diluted because of interracial marriage.
But she didn’t let these people join the main army of 1.5 million celestials with pure blood.
At most, only those who had awakened their celestial blood despite being a halfling could join the main army, and now, most of them had died because they were way weaker than the pure-blooded celestials.
Of course, now that the celestials on the battlefield were reduced to only 600.000 people from more than a million, a lot of pure-blooded celestials with little experience also died.
It was indeed a pity.
But the celestials still had a lot of citizens left in the Sky Kingdom, more than just 1.5 millions!
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