CHAPTER 255: CHAPTER 255: TO LIVE OR TO DIE!

Amidst the agitated crowd.

A group of red figures was whispering among themselves.

These were the Magma Clan who had been deceived by Gu Xing in the first Divine Secret Realm!

"Clan Leader Grandpa, those up there seem to be the fellow clansmen of the Guardian Beast benefactor!"

A small magma spirit pointed to the high platform, speaking in a very low voice.

Back then, after hearing Gu Xing’s warning, they left the first Divine Secret Realm early.

Thus, when the final battle between Gu Xing and the Blood Ancestor destroyed the Divine Secret Realm, they were unaffected.

However...

The then Magma Clan Leader only knew that Gu Xing mentioned a place name in Longxia Country.

He had no knowledge of any other information.

When they exited the Divine Secret Realm, not a single person from the Human Race was present.

Therefore, they had no idea where Longxia Country was located.

So he randomly chose a direction himself...

And inadvertently ended up in the Domain of the Angel Race.

And there happened to be a volcano here, so they settled in this area.

At this moment, the old clan leader looked at the Blazing Angels imprisoned on the high platform and slowly nodded:

"Indeed... those are the angels related to our benefactor!"

"Then, Clan Leader Grandpa, should we make a move to rescue them?"

Hearing this question, the leading Magma Clan Leader’s face showed a look of concern.

Although the clan’s strength had significantly increased, relying on the volcano during this time,

he had reached Monarch Peak, and among the clansmen, there were several Monarch Level beings.

But compared to top-tier races like the Angel Race...

The gap was too vast!

The old clan leader’s magma-patterned hand trembled slightly as he spoke in a lowered voice:

"Let’s watch and see how things unfold first! Even if we want to save these Blazing Angels, we must devise a foolproof plan; otherwise, we’ll only be sending ourselves to death!"

He looked up at Mi Zhan suspended in mid-air, whose near-Totem Level oppressive presence made all races gasp for breath.

Not to mention, there were several Half-step Totem Level War Angel Elders around, and the Demon Race army continuously emerging from the Demonic Qi.

Plus, there was that golden barrier enveloping the whole scene...

He could already foresee the outcome of today.

If there’s no external assistance, perhaps they won’t be able to leave here alive! Let alone save anyone!

It wasn’t just the Magma Clan; all the races present realized the gravity of the situation.

Clearly, Mi Zhan intended to force them to make a choice between life and death!

Either they die here, or they join forces with the Demon Race!

"Damn it! The Demon Race has slaughtered so many of our clansmen. How can we work with them?"

"But if we don’t side with the Demon Race, Mi Zhan will definitely not let us go! If we die here, how will our race continue to survive?"

"However, if we side with the Demon Race, does it mean that our race won’t be targeted by them anymore, and we’ll be safe then?"

Many were firmly against it, but some began to weigh the pros and cons.

Not allying with the Demon Race would certainly mean death here, and their clansmen wouldn’t be able to escape either.

But if they accepted Mi Zhan’s offer, not only could they survive, but the Demon Race threat against their race would also be resolved.

Gradually, some weaker races began making their choice.

"Mi, Mi Zhan, we from the Yellow Rat Race are willing to join you."

"We, the Rock Lizard Race, are also willing to follow the lord!"

"Mi Zhan, we..."

Once one spoke up, it quickly spread like a plague.

These weaker races feared punishment if they hesitated to declare their allegiance and rushed to pledge their loyalty.

Seeing this scene, Mi Zhan spoke softly:

"All those who surrender, come to my right!"

"Congratulations on making a wise choice."

"As for those on the left..."

His gaze swept over the still hesitant races, "Are you choosing death?"

These words were like a death warrant, prompting another large group to quickly shift from the left side to the right.

In no time, only a few races persisted on the left.

Mi Zhan slowly raised his right hand, gathering terrifying energy in his palm:

"It seems... you’re determined to stand against me?"

Just then.

The angel named "Xiaoqi" suddenly appeared in front of the alien races on the left.

"Clan Leader, I have always believed in your leadership! I always believed when you said the War Angel Race would stand at the top of the world."

"But now you’re actually telling us to side with the Demon Race, why?"

Xiaoqi’s voice was full of questioning.

Earlier, even when the War Angel Race staged a coup, he could accept it.

But to side with the Demon Race...

His gaze shot straight at Mi Zhan.

He couldn’t accept it!

With Xiaoqi’s words, many War Angels gradually stood behind him.

Not all War Angels were willing to embrace the Demon Race!

But...

Those War Angels choosing to oppose Mi Zhan, were the weaker ones among the Angel Race.

At this moment, all eyes were focused on Mi Zhan.

They needed Mi Zhan to give an answer!

However.

Mi Zhan’s face showed a trace of a cold smile.

He had long anticipated that his proposal to ally with the Demon Race would face a lot of resistance.

Therefore, he had started to speak individually with War Angels of Monarch Level and above long ago.

Those unwilling to ally had already been dealt with by him.

Now, the high-tier War Angels left were those wise enough to follow in his footsteps.

As for those low-tier War Angels.

Their opinions...

Do they matter?

Without even Monarch Level strength, no matter how they resist, they wouldn’t affect the overall situation in the slightest.

But...

A Commander Level Angel dared to question him.

Mi Zhan’s eight wings trembled lightly.

He suddenly appeared in front of the angel named "Xiaoqi."

Mi Zhan’s icy gaze pierced Xiaoqi like a blade, his voice carrying a biting chill:

"As a War Angel, who gave you the courage to defy my orders?"

Before his words were finished, he struck suddenly, grabbing Xiaoqi’s wings.

"Rip!"

With the sound of flesh tearing, four snow-white wings were forcibly torn off.

The angel’s wings are the source of their power and life, and the pain was akin to having one’s nerves ripped out.

"Ah—!!"

Xiaoqi’s scream echoed through the sky, and then he fainted from the excruciating pain, blood gushing from his back, painting the high platform red.

Mi Zhan casually tossed the blood-stained wings aside, casting a cold glance at the other War Angels:

"Who else dares to resist?"

Under this deathly gaze, all the War Angels trembled and bowed their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Since you don’t dare to resist..."

"Then get out of my way!"

The War Angels, as if pardoned, hurriedly stepped to the sides, clearing a path.

Mi Zhan stepped forward slowly, with each step, the killing intent intensified.

If these alien races are set on seeking death, then he will oblige!

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