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Just as Su Xing had predicted, two more Lords emerged from Skor's side to support him.

They didn't arrive unnoticed—great waves surged behind them, crashing violently as their figures leaped out with dramatic flair.

However, these weren't Lizardmen like the rest of Skor's forces.

Ram's eyes narrowed as he activated his Spiritual Eye. To his surprise, the new arrivals weren't aliens—they were Blue Star humans.

Their appearances were wild, with their eyes glowing faintly and their expressions twisted into unsettling grins.

Both men with bulky figures landed on the battlefield with booming laughter, their voices carrying an unhinged, almost feral edge.

Following closely behind them was a swarm of cursed Murlocks, grotesque humanoid creatures with blood-red slimy scales, jagged teeth, and glowing crimson eyes.

Holding broken weapons, they moved in a frenzy, driven by an insatiable bloodlust. Their guttural roars echoed across the battlefield, sending shivers down the spines of even the seasoned soldiers.

The red-skinned creatures and Lizardmen paused briefly, seemingly unnerved by the sudden turn of events.

"Skor, you treacherous worm! You've stooped so low as to ally with traitors and those cursed abominations?" Lord Bae' Lor's voice thundered, his molten eyes glowing brighter with indignation as fire surged around his horns.

Skor smirked, unfazed. "Oh, Bae, still so righteous, are we? Today, you'll burn, and your ashes will scatter into the Void." His sharp teeth glinted as he laughed, gesturing toward the two human Lords.

One of the human Lords stepped forward, his bulky frame exuding raw energy that crackled around him like static. "Tsk, tsk, Bae' Lor. Such big words from someone who's barely holding the line," he sneered, his wild grin spreading wider.

The other Lord, equally massive but with a colder demeanor, added with a low growl, "Your resistance is futile. You'll kneel or perish—makes no difference to us."

Lord Bae' Lor snorted, stamping his foot with enough force to crack the ground beneath him. "I'd rather fall fighting than live as a slave to you."

From behind Ram, Korrin stiffened as his gaze locked onto the murlocs. A flicker of recognition passed over his face, followed by a deep frown.

"It's them..." he muttered, his voice laced with tension, what he was looking at was the same type of cursed murlocs he fought during the Lord's Trial.

Hearing Korrin, Ram's brows furrowed. He could feel the sinister aura radiating from the two Lords, but what puzzled him more was their allegiance. Why would Blue Star humans align themselves with alien forces?

"Those traitors..." As if sensing his confusion, Su Xing chuckled grimly. "You're wondering why our own people would fight against us, aren't you?" he asked, glancing sideways at Ram.

Ram nodded, his gaze fixed on the battlefield. "It doesn't make sense. Why would they side with invaders?"

Su Xing sighed, "Not all humans are loyal to Blue Star, Ram."
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"Some crave power above all else, power that these alien Gods promise through granting wishes. The aliens always have ways of corrupting the mind, offering forbidden knowledge or strength in exchange for servitude."

"And there are always those foolish enough—or desperate enough—to take the deal. Here in blood cursed realm, we call those Blood Cursed Lords."

Su Xing suddenly grinned mischievously, even after watching them, his usual carefree attitude fully on display. "But don't worry," he said, tapping Ram's shoulder with exaggerated confidence.

"You still have me to save the day." His laugh was loud and boisterous, brimming with renewed vigor.

Ram glanced at him, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "This guy's blowing his own horn so much I don't know whether to laugh or cry."

Although he still couldn't check Su Xing's attributes, using his Spiritual Eye. The fatty seemed to be a Tier 5 Lord, yet his methods and resources were as perplexing as they were impressive.

Even more confusing was the fact that there were no soldiers left behind the city wall.

Initially, Ram had assumed that the human troops who had charged into battle earlier were a combination of Su Xing's and Lord Zhang's forces.

But now, with no soldiers in sight, only two figures stood behind Su Xing—tall, cloaked men whose features were completely concealed.

"Wait…" Ram's thoughts raced as he noticed their stillness. "Are these two…"

Before he could voice his question or even use his Spiritual Eye to check their details, the two cloaked men suddenly sprang into action.

Their speed was nothing short of incredible—faster than Ram's eyes could even see.

Both of the cloaked men moved like phantoms across the battlefield, in a blink, they closed the distance between the city wall and the battlefield, heading straight toward the newly arrived traitor Lords.

Their presence immediately tilted the scales, countering the newly appeared Blood-Cursed Lords with shocking ease.

"What the—!" Ram's words caught in his throat as he watched the cloaked figures, leaving faint afterimages.

Su Xing chuckled knowingly, folding his arms. "Impressive, aren't they?"

Ram's eyes widened as he focused on their movements, watching their synchronized coordination. "Both of them… are Tier 5?" he muttered.

Still, one thing was certain—they were both Tier 5. Their raw power was undeniable as they matched the Blood-Cursed Lord's blow for blow, neither side giving an inch.

Watching them fight, Ram's brows furrowed. Until now, he hadn't noticed that apart from these cloaked figures and the Lords themselves, no other forces seemed to have anyone with Tier 5 strength.

At first, Ram assumed it was because the territories simply didn't have enough individuals at such a high level.

But after talking with Su Xing, he realized the truth was more complicated. "It's not that they don't have Tier 5s," Su Xing had said casually, "but they can't afford to bring them."

Ram frowned, recalling those words. "Why not?" he had asked at the time, confused.

Su Xing's response had been straightforward. "It costs too much. To bring even a single Tier 5 creature, you need a thousand points of Source Power."

"That's a massive drain on resources for most Lords. And don't forget, leaving their territories unguarded could mean disaster if someone decides to attack while they're away."

Now, seeing the battlefield, Ram understood just how accurate Su Xing's words had been. Among all the Lords present, only Su Xing seemed bold—or rich—enough to bring not just one, but two Tier 5 warriors into the fight.

"It seems I have an advantage.... And to top it up, I didn't even need to spend any Source power." It appears they are also incapable of summoning additional soldiers to reengage.

But he can, just when he appeared before, he checked whether he could summon more from his space and didn't find any resistance, just needed him to spend some spiritual power to transfer them.

Su Xing, who had been observing the battle with a smug grin, turned to Ram. "See what I mean? You've got to spend big to win big."

Ram glanced at him, unimpressed. "Or maybe you're just showing off."

But soon he realized that Su Xing didn't seem interested in joining the fray at all.

Watching him from the side, still standing with his arms crossed and not lifting a finger, Ram couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "Huh, Brother Su, don't you want to join the fight?" he asked, half-curious.

Su Xing immediately stiffened, his previously smug smile vanishing as he turned towards Ram, a frown now replacing his usual playful expression.

"What do you think?" he responded, his tone much more serious than before. "I'm just a pill refiner, do you want me to go and die there?"

Ram blinked, caught off guard by the bluntness of the response. For a moment, he just stared at Su Xing, processing the words.

"Pufff…" Hearing Su Xing's unapologetic answer, Ram felt like he had been hit with a critical strike.

He couldn't help but burst into a laugh, unable to contain it. "I… I can't believe you actually said that."

Su Xing, seeing Ram's reaction, let out a dramatic sigh, shaking his head. "What? You think I'm gonna rush into the battlefield without any combat experience and get myself killed like some idiot?"

Ram chuckled again, still shaking his head. "Well, I guess it makes sense..."

Despite their impressive strength, the two Blood-Cursed Lords were starting to show signs of exhaustion, even before other alien Lords that were fighting from earlier.

Even though they had gained strong power through the blessings of the Alien Gods, their lack of battle experience was becoming apparent.

The two Lords struggled to keep up against the speed and precision of the cloaked figures.

Every time they tried to counter, the cloaked men effortlessly evaded or countered their attacks, their movements fluid and almost supernatural.

Soon, the overall situation on the battlefield began to shift.

From where he was standing, Ram could see the tides turning in favor of the cloaked figures and their forces.

As the battle raged on, Lord Zhong, who had been with him earlier, made his move.

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