In Terra, she is a hunter and a bad woman.

"no……"

"...So you're a spy?"

"Not at all."

"Do you know the Blood Demon?"

"know."

"Then you're not afraid of me?"

There's something strange about warfarin.

She couldn't see any Sarkaz characteristics on Maria... It was obvious that this guy was not a Sarkaz.

And he came here at such a sensitive time, and walked around with me and others in such a swaggering manner, even walking with a blood demon like me. Isn't she afraid?

"..."

Maria was silent for a few moments.

She turned her head and met the other person's puzzled eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she let out a sigh helplessly.

"Not afraid..."

"Hahaha, you're quite brave then~"

Warfarin didn't realize anything yet, she just laughed and even put her arm around Maria's shoulder.

But it was only for a moment, her hands suddenly turned into claws, pressing against Maria's neck, her steps stopped, and her eyes became extremely unfriendly.

"Then what is your purpose in following us?"

"No purpose."

"Ha, you think I'll believe your nonsense?"

Warfarin curled his lips in disdain.

"I'm warning you, if you don't tell me your purpose honestly, I'll break your neck! Don't doubt it, I have the ability to do it!"

Warfarin's voice was suppressed and terrifying. In the darkness, her scarlet eyes were so terrifying.

For a moment, she was like the blood demon in the legend, full of violence and madness.

Of course, if she didn't stand on tiptoe when she put her hand on Maria's shoulder and didn't stretch her hand so reluctantly, her terrifying level would be even higher.

Maria also turned her head to look at the other person, her eyes drooped a few times, and her mouth opened slightly.

But she hadn't uttered a word yet.

In the distance, the pioneer ran back excitedly.

"I see the camp!"

Chapter 256 Deterrence

In Maria's opinion, the so-called camp is actually just a temporary area, and many things around it can be seen to be makeshift.

The decadent crowd gathered together, not even looking at each other.

The atmosphere was depressing and dull.

At this time, Maria was standing on the outskirts of the camp, watching the group of people she was following slowly walk into the camp. Beside her, the Blood Demon was considering whether to have a midnight snack today.

After all, she had escorted the people to their destination, and she deserved some rest time.

only……

"Aren't you going in?"

Maria asked curiously.

But the Blood Demon just curled his lips.

"I'm not welcome among them..."

"Even though you saved a lot of their people not long ago?"

"I've also given up on quite a few of their relatives... You're not a Sarkaz, and I don't care what you think the Sarkaz are like. But I can tell you that even within the Sarkaz, blood demons aren't a popular type... More people actually prefer banshees, who are similar to the Sakotar in your eyes."

As Huafalin spoke, he opened his only remaining blood bottle and took a big gulp of it.

"I saved their people, but in their eyes, it was just a deal with me. I took away some of their relatives and then went to save others... This is fair."

"Really?" Maria turned her head and looked at the woman who pretended to be calm. In her mind, she recalled the other person's slightly trembling hands in the camp before.

She didn't meddle in other people's business, but just turned her head and looked at this side silently.

But at this moment, a fierce quarrel broke out without any warning...

……

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your cowardly excuses!"

In the camp, a tall Sarkaz man was carrying a huge sword on his back and holding a man with a bandaged hand, with a fierce look in his eyes!

"You are a bunch of cowardly wimps! If you hadn't run around and disrupted the entire camp's formation, we wouldn't have lost so many people!"

"If it were you, so many people wouldn't have died!"

Although he was in a mess, looked weak, and even had an injured hand, the man who was picked up still roared back fearlessly.

"Arrange a formation? You put our entire clan at the front! You know full well that there aren't any fighters in our clan! We're just going to die if we just stand there!"

"You think you are smarter than me?!" Faced with the man's rebuttal, the tall Sarkaz warrior was even more furious.

He knocked him to the ground with one punch, and in front of everyone's horrified gaze, he forcibly grabbed his broken arm and lifted it up, completely ignoring the other person's screams.

"According to our formation, we may have casualties, but at least we won't lose so many brothers like we did now!"

"Bullshit!" Although his face was distorted by pain, the man still fought for his group. "You are the real warriors! You should be fighting those enemies! But look at what you did? Pushing a group of unarmed compatriots in front of the enemy? Is your brain full of garbage?! Do you still expect those guys to show mercy to us?"

"No! You bastard don't want anything! You just want to use our lives to buy you some time!"

"You bastard!" Perhaps because the man pointed out his inner thoughts, the tall Sarkaz warrior was so angry that he was shaking all over.

He looked at the Sarkaz people around him with different expressions and felt even more furious.

"If you are not satisfied with my command, you can leave!"

He lowered his voice and seemed even more depressed and crazy.

"You're just a bunch of mixed-blood bastards! We kindly led you to the royal court, but how did you repay us? You deserted your post and let those allied forces slaughter our brothers... Is this your reward?"

"I tell you, now, you only have two choices!"

"Dissolve your ridiculous clan ties, disperse everyone and assign them to other royal court teams, and obey orders."

"Otherwise, get out of here! Stop using your ridiculous words to cover up your cowardly actions!"

A low and hoarse voice was heard, and the words that came out made everyone present look at each other in confusion, somewhat at a loss.

Long ago, the Sarkaz people were connected to each other in clans.

This primitive tribal form leads to the fact that many different races often live in a tribe and develop a sense of belonging.

But in the long history, a demon king implemented reforms.

He abolished the clan planning and began to divide different Sarkaz into different royal courts based on their bloodlines and characteristics.

It is impossible to tell which one is better or worse between the two, but it is undeniable that as time goes by, the royal court has gained more and more power, while the clans are now gradually dying out.

Although the people present were not particularly loyal to the clan, as the few remaining clans of the Sarkaz, even if they disappeared, they should have declared their dissolution on their own, rather than being forced to do so in humiliatingly as they are doing now.

But the facts are right in front of us.

Behind them, the evil spirits of the coalition were still chasing them, and there were no combat personnel among them. If they did not rely on the large group, it would be impossible for them to survive and reach their destination.

But we can just disband...

For a moment, the man's expression became extremely unwilling.

However, this tall Sarkaz warrior didn't want to give the other party much time to think.

Or perhaps, by making this suggestion, he wanted to humiliate these guys who claimed to be the orthodox descendants of ancient traditions.

He ignored the gazes of the people around him, lifted the man up, and growled threateningly.

"Now, give me your answer!"

"I..." The man's face turned extremely painful.

As the leader of the clan, his parents, uncles, brothers and sisters who came before him had all been killed by the coalition forces while they were covering their retreat.

He knew that as a guy without leadership talent, the clan would not go far under his leadership.

But even so, he understood what kind of responsibility he was shouldering.

Turn your head and look around.

Among this huge group of several hundred people, there are still more than a hundred young and strong young people.

Although they didn't speak, their clenched fists and eyes burning with anger were fixed on him.

They also knew that the clan could not go far in this era, but they also knew that they had grown up in this family since childhood.

Even if it is to perish, it should have a decent funeral!

Instead of being forced to announce the end like now!

As the clan leader, as long as the man says a word, even if they know they are outnumbered, they will rush forward without hesitation and bite off a piece of flesh from the man in order to defend the honor of the clan!

but……

If they really do this, it means that they will no longer be qualified to continue to operate in this large group.

This time they only encountered a small group of coalition soldiers, and they suffered dozens of casualties.

What if we meet more than one team next time?

Who will be able to protect them then?

All the unwillingness, all the regret, and all the indignation were eventually extinguished in the face of the cold and cruel reality.

The man is the patriarch of this weak and nameless clan, but he is also the big brother to those who trust him.

He couldn't let these people suffer anymore...

"Let him go!"

Inside the clan, Odena couldn't bear to watch this scene. She gritted her teeth and wanted to protect her brother, the clan leader.

But the result was that he was knocked out by a punch, with blood flowing from his nose and lips.

"Don't get in the way."

The man looked down at the little brat, then glanced at the young men around him who were furious but didn't dare to act before their clan leader gave the order, and turned his gaze away with a sneer.

"I don't have much patience." Looking at the man's humiliating expression, the Sarkaz soldier moved his face closer.

"You'd better give it to me now..."

Before he could finish his words, a sea of ​​blood instantly covered his vision.

What followed was a roar in my ears.

After several breaths, the stinging sensation surged into his brain like the sea.

"what--!"

A shrill scream suddenly rang out, and the people around were in an uproar.

The several teams following the man also nervously drew their weapons.

Following the direction of the person who threw the object, two women, one tall and one short, were slowly walking towards them.

"It's really ridiculous..."

The blood demon in bloodstained white clothes spoke first, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked coldly at the man who was struggling to stand up.

"Is this all you have?"

"That blood-sucking bastard!"

The man was shocked and angry.