Chapter 1031: Slaughter and Blood Sacrifice?

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The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍massive, ornate castle no longer possessed its former glory; the tilted half of the building rested powerlessly against the jagged gap broken from the foundation.

The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍blood mist permeating the air gave the entire city a hint of metallic sweetness.

Accompanied ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍by several sounds of wings flapping.

Several ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍black shadows like bats swept past rapidly; the blood-bats, once called mysterious by the Blood Slave Peninsula, had become rats to be shouted at and beaten in the sky.

The ‍​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Blood Slave Academy was different from academies like the Witch Academy; they shared a very close relationship with ordinary people, spreading bit by bit through local families as a bond until they controlled the entire region.

The ordinary people of the Blood Slave Peninsula took pride in donating blood, and secret blood trading was also very prevalent.

Had the Witch Academy not charged into the Blood Slave Peninsula this time, no one would have imagined that within the vast majority of families on the Blood Slave Peninsula, even those who were not students had been transformed into blood slaves.

Although blood slaves were at the very bottom of the Blood Clan system, they were not without extraordinary power.

Blood regeneration, wound self-healing, and life extension... the attraction of these things was simply too great for those who could not join an academy.

The reason the Academy War launched by the Witch Academy against the Blood Slave Academy had dragged on for so long was fundamentally because the Blood Clan used its special means to link too deeply with ordinary families.

Although the blood slave liberation incident stirred up initially was essentially a conflict between the lower-class people and the high-and-mighty families, under the guidance of the Witch Academy, the spearhead was turned toward the Blood Slave Academy.

But was this not also the families wanting to use the hands of these lower-class people to put pressure on the Blood Slave Academy?

Having tasted the sweetness of the extraordinary, the families would naturally not be satisfied with the status quo.

The Blood Slave Academy was completely different from the Witch Academy; they could not achieve absolute transcendence above ordinary people.

Furthermore, they themselves required a large supply of blood-food.

With the supply and demand of interests, there was naturally the possibility of negotiation and even the exchange of chips.

After all, the Blood Slave Academy was itself the dog of the Lord Blood Clan Academy; they also had to complete their own targets.

To make things easier for themselves, why couldn't they lower their status and cooperate with the families?

It was merely sucking blood from the people at the bottom; in their view, this was much easier than earning money from the people at the bottom.

But no one expected that their series of operations would directly attract the attention of the Witch Academy!

Ultimately, it became like this.

The combat power of the Blood Slave Academy itself was very weak; blood slaves themselves had no "aptitude" or "talent" to speak of.

Most of them simply had blood with a great taste, eventually transferring into the Blood Clan Academy to become the pet slave of some member of the Blood Clan.

Therefore, the Academy War launched by the Witch Academy against the Blood Slave Academy was inherently a landslide victory.

However, under the unique bloodline suppression of the Blood Clan, the blood slaves were continuously forced to their deaths.

Slaughtering these blood slaves caused great pressure on the members of the Witch Academy combat sequences.

If they were facing evenly matched enemies, they would crave battle and even want to replicate the feat of corpses piling into mountains and blood flowing like a river at the Qunluosen Wasteland.

But those they killed were all unarmed, weak in strength, and full of terror, a sea of people charging at them under bloodline suppression.

Not everyone could cross the conscience in their hearts to slaughter wantonly.

Even with the Sun Rock Academy back then, they merely broke through the academy and allowed those students to flee.

The adjustment of mindset required time, and letting students recognize that those they killed were blood slaves rather than humans required even more time.

The United Club had never taken the discipline and ideological work of the combat sequences into consideration; in the end, they were just students.

Their killing intent was an ivory tower built upon Undying Nature and Resurrection Spells; it hadn't even jumped out of the framework of arena battles.

But ultimately, the Blood Slave Academy was still taken down by the Witch Academy.

This battle would eventually expose many things.

An unjust war would ultimately suffer a certain backlash.

Many massacres occurred on the Blood Slave Peninsula; the act of harvesting lives like flooding ants was destined to rewrite the cognition of too many people.

The various combat sequences participating in the blood slave war were also constantly monitored by other Transcendent academies.

Similarly, contradictions such as internal differences in opinion were all fully observed.

“It seems the effect is decent.”

Among the people gathered together to plot and discuss, a Wizard apprentice spoke up.

And the people gathered here were exactly the students of the Three Great Top-tier Academies who were deterred by the Witch Academy's thunderous methods and dared not act directly.

“So many people died, and you think this is called decent?”

Facing the Wizard's statement, a Holy Angel who disliked the other party most spoke up.

That's right; the Wizard pushing blood slaves for the Witches to kill had indeed caused differences within the Witches' combat sequences, but even the Holy Angel Academy could no longer watch this process!

And one must know the population density of the Blood Slave Academy; that was also a key focus area for the spread of the Holy Angel Church of the Holy Angel Academy.

How many believers and potential believers had they lost in this massacre?

How could the Holy Angels not feel the pain?

For the current situation in the Main World, the mentors of the Holy Angel Academy had only given one instruction: under the premise of ensuring the foundation of faith, promote the Holy Light faith in lands of suffering and expand the influence of the Holy Light.

But before they could make any move, the foundation of faith was shaken; this would lead the academy to blame them!

“Then may I ask, what good methods do you Holy Angels have? If your side is willing to enter the fray and take your Holy Light faith to redeem those suffering people, I think that would be a very good proposal.”

“You!”

The Holy Angel was silenced by the Wizard's words.

Letting them go over there—how was that showing off before others?

The Witches over there would likely knock them down at the first moment!

They wouldn't even leave them a single feather.

This representative looked as if they had experienced something; the wings behind their back subconsciously contracted.

“Don't underestimate the evil of Witches. Merely a massacre cannot shake their hearts; I believe they will adjust very soon. On the other hand, you Wizards—you've abandoned the Blood Clan so quickly?”

The Holy Angel forcefully turned the topic to the Wizard apprentices.

That the Blood Clan was the Wizards' subordinate was an open secret.

Previously, not long after the Earth-Sun Tragedy occurred, the Wizards had returned pathetically, allowing the Witches to invade the Blood Slave Academy and even that entire peninsula; this was letting others see them as a joke.

Even this heartless act by the Wizards would create a grudge in the subordinates who relied on them.

However, the Wizard apprentices did not care about this.

The relationship of dependence between academies was a relationship at the academy level; what did it have to do with the students?

Between students, helping is a favor, and not helping is the duty.

This was the thought of most Wizards, unless... the mentor level required them to act in a certain way; otherwise, nothing would be affected.

Those small Transcendent academies still had to rely on their top-tier academies.

“Abandoned... when did we say we were going to abandon them? Did the Witch Academy win? Who can be sure those big-chested, brainless Witches haven't stepped into our trap?”

“You have a backup plan? When was it prepared?”

At this moment, the Aphrodite Forest Elf, who had been quiet, spoke up.

“...”

“What, you aren't willing to say? Or... are you worried someone present will leak the news?”

Seeing that the Wizard apprentices remained silent, the elves spoke up again.

“What does it matter if it's leaked? Many things cannot be changed even if known. How could the Witch Academy possibly give up on the springboard that is the Blood Slave Academy?”

“Tell us. You Wizards didn't have the opportunity to arrange such counter-measures, so it only leaves the backup plans originally within the Blood Slave Academy, right?”

“The Blood Slave Academy is a giant blood processing factory. Even the Transcendent Mentors are mentors from the Blood Clan academies stationed there on rotation. What kind of backup plan could such a place have?”

The Holy Angel also frowned and pressed for an answer.

“One thing you said is correct: the Blood Slave Academy is a massive blood processing factory, but it is also a bloody slaughterhouse itself! On one hand, it serves to blood-sacrifice all blood slaves at a necessary moment to supply a massive amount of blood energy. On the other hand... as the lifeblood of the Blood Clan, if it is truly inevitably invaded, they have the capital to blood-sacrifice the invaders along with them!”

“Blood-sacrifice them together?!”

“The Blood Slave Academy itself is the core of a blood sacrifice ritual?”

Hearing the Wizard apprentice say this, the people from the other two academies immediately thought of a possibility.

“Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could there be any blood sacrifice ritual that can cover an entire Transcendent academy? Do you know how big the Blood Slave Academy is? How much massive Transcendent energy is required to start such a ritual? The time lag of the ritual nodes...”

“Then what do you think we are waiting for?”

The Wizard interrupted the Holy Angel's words.

“The current Blood Slave Academy has likely been shrouded in blood mist.”

“Blood mist? The ritual has already been activated?”

“...Heh...”

The Wizard looked at the several bird-men on the side and merely gave a light "heh," letting them figure it out for themselves.

Activating the blood sacrifice ritual in the Blood Slave Academy was indeed difficult, especially under the condition that Transcendents could not intervene.

But the blood slaves who were driven over to be slaughtered in the academy and the blood soaking the entire earth were the groundwork laid for this.

Such a massive blood sacrifice ritual, using the blood and soul-substance of the blood slaves as the medium to activate the ritual, would absolutely give those fellows from the Witch Academy a lesson!

It would be best if they all died there!

After all, the Witch Academy created the Earth-Sun Tragedy.

The Wizard Academy, as the only party not "affected," had directly expanded the gap between the Wizards and the other two parties.

Although it wasn't said on the surface, an alliance was now faintly appearing between the elves and the bird-men.

This meeting even held the intent of sitting by and watching the Wizard Academy make a fool of itself.

It was simply not wanting to see the Wizard Academy do well.

The Wizard side naturally had to maintain a superficial harmony; the easiest way was... to use the hand of the Blood Slave Academy to help them seek revenge.

Admittedly, the blood sacrifice ritual could not achieve such unparalleled might as the Earth-Sun Tragedy, but it was barely enough to kill those Reserve Witches.

“Everyone, currently the main forces of STF 1, STF 2, and STF 7 from the Witch Academy have remained there, using the academy as a stronghold to loot the heritage of the Blood Slave Academy. Our Wizard Academy is helping you seek revenge for the blast of the Earth-Sun Tragedy. Have you not felt this sincerity?”

The group looked at this representative from the Wizard Academy.

Amidst their shocked gazes, a sliver of joy also flashed.

It was as if suddenly, the things these Wizard apprentices did were not so unacceptable.

Meanwhile.

Witch Academy.

Just now, the unstable spatial tunnel between the Witch Academy and the Blood Slave Academy had disconnected for unknown reasons.

The preliminary judgment was that this should be caused by spatial instability.

There are many reasons for material space instability; it could be powerful energy turmoil or some periodic spatial movements.

Of course, it could also be that someone had blockaded the space.

But now the entire Blood Slave Academy had fallen into the hands of the Witch Academy United Club; no one could achieve such a thing as blockading the space under their noses.

The United Club didn't care too much about this; instead, they maintained constant communication contact with the other side.

With the Seed of Knowledge as a guarantee, they had never encountered a single communication obstruction; they were very confident in this.

However, before the spatial tunnel disconnected, they had also received feedback on the situation from the Blood Slave Academy side.

Many people who had followed over had encountered psychological issues due to the large-scale slaughter and required counseling.

Some even directly applied wanting to return.

Originally, this matter wasn't planned to be brought up at the United Club meeting, but because these special temporary applications were far too frequent, coupled with Cleveland, the representative of the Bakery Club, proactively proposing it, it was discussed at the meeting.

The reason Cleveland attached importance to this matter was also because at the very beginning, Assistant Xiao Han had mentioned the issues of combat sequence discipline and psychological counseling.

Although that post-war summary had only given it a mention and no one cared, Cleveland had made a note of it.

Originally, the meeting was prepared to discuss the management issues of the Blood Slave Peninsula.

The reason the families of the Blood Slave Peninsula reacted so violently was that the Witch Academy had destroyed their channel for obtaining extraordinary power from the Blood Clan, even if this channel itself was the leak of Transcendent materials that the major Transcendent academies absolutely did not allow.

But for the sake of extraordinary power, those families were still extremely uncooperative.

Even though the Blood Slave Academy had been overturned, they still firmly believed the Blood Clan academy would not abandon them and would return to rebuild the Blood Slave Academy.

The United Club wanted to use these families' desire for extraordinary power to replace it with the Power Network.

This would both promote the Myriad Connection Main Network Tree and strengthen control over the local families.

After all, the families of the Witch territory couldn't go to that place, since there was a regional blockade between the two sides and the families didn't have means like spatial tunnels; they were out of reach.

The United Club also planned to focus on winning over the families of the Blood Slave Academy.

If they wanted to promote this matter, the resistance would be massive.

However, before discussing this matter, they didn't mind giving the Bakery Club's representative face and briefly handling the issue of the temporary return applications from the frontline combat sequences.