My Descendants Are My Power

At this moment, the Psychic warriors from Cloudview County burst forth, clashing with the Druids in a spectacular display of magic and elemental forces that shook both the sky and the earth. The power of the five elements spread far beyond a thousand miles.

Those who had once fled Cloudview County were now returning to their homeland. They brought back all the warriors of Cloudview County, stepping onto their native soil once again, vastly outnumbered by the Druids yet fearless.

"I once fled, I once headed to the north!" Duke Kenneth, veins bulging with determination, charged at a priest with a coffin on his back, echoing the teachings of his real and adoptive fathers. "But we could never abandon our homeland! I, Kenneth, swear by my title as Duke, I will not retreat an inch in this life!"

"To hell with the north, to hell with the cowardice of our forebearers, you Druid scum, I, Leon, am back!"

"Azure Cloud shall not fall, holy spirits protect us, celestial soldiers descend from the clouds!"

"Disciples of the Ghost Eye Demonic Gate, form up! Today we open the gates of the underworld and fight to the last man!"

At this moment, every Psychic of Cloudview County charged into battle. They fought with a disregard for their own lives, as if reliving the struggles they faced 130,000 years ago when Azure Cloud was named. Today, 130,000 years later, these descendants had not forsaken the expectations of their ancestors.

Even without knowing what the future held, they were determined to fight.

At this moment, under Daniel's strategic command, they formed the sharpest spearhead, breaking through the endless waves formed by the Druids.

"Despicable Cloudview County Psychics!" Harris, the High Priest, furious and still battling Elder Martin, glared at Daniel who sat calmly, seemingly unaffected and not even sparing him a glance, yet constantly unsettling his mind. "Do you really think such petty schemes can save the falling tide of Cloudview County?!"

"You have lost, the Emerald Empire has abandoned you, all your cunning is but a death throe!"

"Even if my tribes retreat today, more will come tomorrow. Cloudview County has been ceded to us, the Druids, and in our lands, not yet at war with the Emerald Empire, with Basic Mastery at our disposal, you are but lambs to the slaughter. I wonder how long you can keep up your arrogance?!"

At this statement, Daniel finally frowned slightly, impatiently retorting, "Such haste and waste, you are not even worth the disturbance to my ears."

"You..."

With just those words, and the disdain in Daniel's expression, Harris, the High Priest, was once again mentally shaken. The Exploding Sky Serpent, laughing wildly, charged at Harris with a magic of myriad beasts formed by natural energies, scattering the spectral beasts before him. This failure in magic forced Harris to spit out a mouthful of blood.

Harris, unable to speak further and lacking the strength to continue fighting the Exploding Sky Serpent, hastily retreated.

Just as he sought another High Priest to join him against the Exploding Sky Serpent, his expression changed dramatically.

A chieftain from the Endless Forest, having exhausted much psychic power and nearly collapsing, charged into the battlefield. He did not join the fight but rushed towards a battling priest, even as he was accidentally injured by natural energies, he screamed in agony, "Priest, High Priest! Hurry, go back, our tribe... is destroyed!"

"Who? What happened?!"

Harris, the High Priest, teleported instantly, grabbing the chieftain's shoulders, but the chieftain died in an instant.

Harris, stiff-necked, painfully turned to look at Daniel, who sat leisurely, his face full of resentment, "Was it you?!"

"..."

On the battlefield, all the people of Blackwood heard the furious roar of Harris, the High Priest, and stared collectively at Daniel. The third generation of Blackwood and many children who had suffered at Daniel's hands felt a chill run down their spines. The Psychics emerging from the Thunderfire Demon Cave shivered and gasped in the cold air.

Looking at Daniel, who appeared unconcerned and as if everything was under his control, they thought to themselves that surely this deeply wicked man had committed some outrageously evil act again.

But what they didn't know was that Daniel, maintaining his previous expression, was making the biggest decision of his life.

"Although I don't know what happened, maintaining such a dignified posture will surely make the younger generation revere me."

"Brilliant."

Above the Endless Forest, a group of experts watched everything outside the Azure Cloud Border town. At this moment, the six factions of Druids were already in decline.

Weren't these the same White forces who had nearly lost their natural magic array to the people of Blackwood?

Now, they looked solemnly at the Azure Cloud Psychics above the Border town.

A priest said in a focused tone, "Arnold, they've fallen into our trap, layer upon layer of schemes have led them into decline. But if we, the White, join the battlefield, we can turn the tide of battle!"

Arnold and the White High Priest frowned.

The priest's words undoubtedly made some sense. Now, with the White tribe members in the Endless Forest, it would only take a moment for the experts to come to the rescue, and both the expert and ordinary Druid warriors could instantly turn the tide of battle.

The White High Priest narrowed his eyes, "If you ask me, we should indeed fight. Arnold, whether it's Nathan or Amelia from Blackwood, their talents are comparable to yours... to yours, and besides them, it's also about eliminating future enemies for you. This time, it's up to you to decide. My life is not much longer, and eventually, the White will be yours."

All the White forces were looking at Arnold, with a hint of anticipation in their eyes, as the Druids loved to fight.

But what they didn't expect was that Arnold still shook his head, "Let's go back."

Saying this, he turned and led the way, exhaling deeply before looking up at the sky. He too wanted to fight, he too wanted to eradicate the Blackwood clan!

But...

He always felt as if there were eyes in the sky watching him, making his heart tremble!

"The talents of the Blackwood clan will grow over hundreds or even thousands of years. Time changes many things, even if we win this battle, we, the White, won't gain much. If we lose, it would weaken our White strength and provoke a powerful enemy like Blackwood."

His voice reached the ears of all his tribe members, "Moreover, we don't need to intervene. Cloudview County no longer has the protection of an empire, Apostle Mike has already made his move, and even those stronger than Basic Mastery can act. Let Blackwood enjoy this brief victory, their good days are numbered."

Hearing this, the people of the White tribe raised their eyebrows, thinking that it was indeed wise of them to have nurtured Arnold, this genius. Explore more at m,v l'e-m|p| y r