"As you command!"

"Lord Patriarch!"

"I'll make sure to complete the mission!"

The three six-arm tribesmen stood up and responded, each stepping forward to receive a thousand top-quality magic stones.

With so many magic stones paving the way, it was enough for the three of them to collect a batch of blood food of amazing quality.

At that time, the entire tribe will be able to sign up for a meal, which will make these three tall men more and more convinced of the patriarch sitting in front of them.

As for the remaining seven thousand magic stones, they were handed over to the great elder Qingfeng by Chen Fan.

"The patriarch...can't do it!"

"I am so old and so virtuous..." Qingfeng declined somewhat. He felt that if these magic stones were given to the descendants of the clan, they might be able to create some more demon generals and even lead them.

It would be a complete waste of money to use it on an old man who was about to die.

"If it hadn't been for the great elder's selfless efforts over the years, I'm afraid that I, the Black Sun Division, would have been deprived of my title in the royal court."

"It's just some magic stones. The elder can just use them. If he can recover a little bit of cultivation, the clan can have an extra commander in charge." Chen Fan waved his hand and said indifferently.

"Okay then...I will temporarily keep these magic stones for safekeeping in case of emergency needs in the future!" Elder Qingfeng looked embarrassed, looked up at the expectant eyes of all around, and accepted the magic stones without any hesitation.

stone.

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Demons are straightforward in nature, let alone a group of Garo War Demons.

The tribal meeting only lasted for a quarter of an hour and quickly came to an end.

The three six-armed tribesmen who were named by Chen Fan, after the meeting ended, they took along more than half of the tribe leader's youth and went out to buy blood food.

In less than half an hour, these three people came back from outside, dragging hundreds of carts.

The car carried bundles of freshly slaughtered monster flesh, in addition to a lot of materials used to hold celebration ceremonies, as well as some new clothes worn by the tribesmen.

Although the demon world is extremely ferocious when it invades other worlds, Chen Fan's recent observation shows that people in this world are not very good at production. It's like they clicked on the wrong talent tree, and almost all their skills are focused on war and plunder.

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So much so that even Nuo Da Heibu couldn't find a few decent storage bags!

It is true that storage magic items are expensive, and given the current poor situation of the Black Ribe, not many people can afford them. Only then did a large truck pull in goods, almost filling the door of the Black Ribe's mansion.

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Of course, the sight of the large carts filling the doorway with goods also gave the Kuroribe, which had been depressed for a long time, a new round of vitality.

The children sat in the car, staring at the fancy food. The young and strong Four-Armed Jialuo, under the command of the three team leaders, began to move the supplies to the mansion one by one. He was dexterous with his hands.

The women and children began to work hard, wash pots and dishes, boil water for cooking, and prepare for tomorrow's celebration ceremony.

Inside the Black Sun Department's residence, there was constant laughter and laughter from dusk to night.

The elder Qingfeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was surrounded by more than a dozen children at a high place. He looked at the lively scene in the station with a look of emotion on his face, and tears could not help rolling down his eyes again: "We are back! Everyone is back.

Yes! This is what our Black Sun Department should look like!"

As for Chen Fan, after accepting the useless position of tribe leader, he began to read through the three magic crystal volumes given by the great elder.

Recorded in these three scrolls, in addition to the names and genealogy of all the members of the Black Sun Tribe, there is also a sacrificial letter related to the canonization of the royal court, as well as a secret magical power created by the ancestors of the Black Sun Tribe.

As for the clan-suppressing magic treasure mentioned by the great elder, it had lost its spirituality early due to its age and poor cultivation, and was eventually sold to the Rakshasa merchant where Yu Kui was working as a last resort.

alliance.

After hearing that the clan-suppressing magic treasure was only a heaven-level magic treasure and that it was a damaged item, Chen Fan immediately lost interest.

On the contrary, he became extremely interested in these three demon scrolls!

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From that genealogy, Chen Fan first found Qinglin's name and some related past events about him.

After confirming that Qing Lin had traces in the Black Sun, Chen Fan couldn't help but reveal a playful smile.

"I didn't expect that this guy Qing Lin is a rare genius in the Black Sun Department!"

"I was born with a six-armed bloodline, and my skin was purple and green. I have great potential to advance to the royal bloodline."

"No wonder this guy has hundreds of thousands of people sealed in the lower world. What he misses most is returning to the tribe."

After putting away the genealogy, Chen Fan took out the sacrificial document for the canonization by the royal court and read through it.

In addition to recording the event 30,000 years ago, the ancestor clan leader led ten eight-armed Garos to fight in the royal court meeting and finally introduced the Black Sun tribe to the royal court, the memorial text also records the purification of the bloodline of the Garo clan.

secrets.

"There is actually an ancestral blood pool in the royal court? There is a chance that your bloodline will be promoted by soaking in it."

"No wonder these nomadic tribes are desperately trying to stand out in the Royal Court Conference. I'm afraid their vision is too limited. They only consider the benefits of joining the Royal Court and don't think about the disadvantages." Chen Fan shook his head and sighed.

The ancestor of the Sunset Tribe who led the whole clan to join the royal court was indeed very successful, but he probably did not expect that tens of thousands of years later, the Black Sun Tribe, which used to have tens of thousands of Qingzhuang people, was on the verge of annihilation.

end.

Once you accept the canonization of the royal court, you must give up the tribe's original pasture. This is equivalent to freeing up space for the new tribe to thrive.

Of course, in order to make up for the lack of pasture, the Jialuo Royal Court would allow the canonized tribes to accept a certain number of blood crystal fruits as offerings every year.

In Chen Fan's eyes, doing this is just like cutting leeks!

With one strike of the sickle, it first cut off the land resources that powerful tribes relied on for their survival.

Later, in the form of intermarriage, the backbone of the royal bloodline was absorbed from these tribes, which was equivalent to cutting off the second sickle called "talent".

After several repeated cuts like this, coupled with the passage of time, no tribe can bear the influence of the master.

As for the blood crystal fruits enshrined, they are distributed based on the number of eight-armed royal clans in the tribe. Once the backbone is lost, the supply of blood crystal fruits will be strictly restricted. In the end, it is these royal tribes that join later that will suffer heavy losses.

Just like an endless cycle with no solution, after countless thousands of years, this plateau is still operating according to such unspoken rules.

"Reincarnation, cycle, internal friction!"

"I'm afraid it's not just the Jialuo clan that is like this!"

"The entire demon world should be walking on this road!"

"No wonder every once in a while, the demon world will launch the so-called holy sacrifice and go on an external war... If you can't divert internal conflicts, you can only place your hope on the outside world!"

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Chapter completed!