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Therefore, Lin Ci chose to save the White Dragon Clan members who were not completely dead.
Moreover, he also wanted Long Fei to go to Hades's forces to build his own army.
This requires manpower.
Long Fei listened to the various chatter from his tribesmen.
Looking at their vibrant, joyful faces.
He could no longer hold back.
A hot tear slid down his resolute face.
He knelt down before Lin Ci once again, slamming his head heavily onto the ground.
This time, none of the White Dragon Clan members behind him hesitated at all.
They all followed him and knelt down in unison.
The synchronized movements of hundreds of people caused the ground to tremble.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior!"
Their shouts converged into a torrent, shattering the silence of the forest and soaring into the sky.
That voice carried a yearning for life and the purest, most fervent gratitude for Lin Ci.
Looking at the mass of people kneeling in the darkness, Lin Ci rubbed his temples in exasperation.
"Alright, stop kneeling."
"Your knees really can take it."
Upon hearing this, Long Fei led his clansmen to their feet.
He looked at Lin Ci, his tiger-like eyes filled with indescribable gratitude and awe.
All the words in the world ultimately boil down to the simplest, yet most weighty, action.
He bowed deeply to Lin Ci once again.
All the white dragons behind him, following his movements, silently and in unison bowed deeply.
There were no shouts, no words.
But their silent, powerful gestures already expressed all their feelings at that moment.
Lin Ci looked at the group of white dragons, and then at Xiao Longying, who was looking at everything with curious eyes.
He spoke.
"Let's go to the underworld."
The dark green supernatural lock on Xiao Longying's wrist suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light.
A massive vortex appeared out of thin air in the sky above everyone's heads.
At the center of the vortex, a ferocious scorpion pattern flashed by.
It then transformed into a massive, bottomless wormhole.
A powerful suction force emanated from the wormhole.
All the white dragons on the ground, including Long Fei, were uncontrollably sucked up and swept into the dark vortex.
Xiao Longying's tiny body was also sucked into the air.
She wasn't flustered at all; she just looked at Lin Ci with reluctance as that force pulled her away.
"Brother Lin Ci, when will we meet again?"
Lin Ci looked at the small figure in mid-air and smiled slightly.
"About 100,000 years from now."
Long Ying was not frightened by the unimaginably long time.
On her small face, a smile even brighter than the sunshine blossomed.
"Then it's a promise, we'll meet again in 100,000 years!"
"I'll miss you, Brother Lin Ci! You must miss me too!"
Lin Ci waved his hand gently at her.
"Most definitely."
Having received the promise, Long Ying smiled contentedly.
The tiny figure was completely swallowed up by the wormhole and disappeared.
The vortex in the sky slowly dissipated, and everything returned to calm.
Lin Ci's smile remained unchanged.
But there was a strange undertone in his eyes.
It won't be long.
Chapter 53: Weight and Wisdom Go Hand in Hand, Waistline and Heart Are Equal
The Dragon City-State is engulfed in flames of war.
A strong smell of rust filled the air.
It was the unique scent emanating from the congealed blood mixed with the cold armor, fermenting overnight.
Corpses littered the ground, and devastation was everywhere.
Looking around, the white stone ground that once symbolized glory and heritage is now covered by countless white suits of armor.
Those are all corpses of the White Dragon Clan.
Occasionally, a few pieces of blue armor were scattered among them, but they were quickly submerged by the larger expanse of white.
The victor of this civil war is self-evident.
Long Jian walked on this land strewn with corpses, each step incredibly difficult.
The stone slabs underfoot seemed to have become sticky from being soaked in too much of the blood of their kin.
He looked at those once vibrant faces, now only deathly pale.
A profound sense of sadness and helplessness gripped his heart.
His lips trembled as he restrained his emotions from overflowing.
"Why...why do we have to kill each other..."
The hoarse voice dissipated in the blood-stained wind, and no one answered.
Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps came from not far away.
A group of Azure Dragon Clan members, covered in blood, staggered over.
Their armor was stained with blood and dirt, but their eyes gleamed with the fanaticism and arrogance of victors.
Upon seeing Long Jian standing alone, their eyes instantly turned hostile.
A member of the Azure Dragon Clan stepped forward, a hideous scar on his face that twisted as he spoke.
“As a member of the Azure Dragon Clan, not only did you not help, but yesterday you also stood by and watched as that outsider humiliated us in the main hall.”
"You are a traitor to the Azure Dragon Clan!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his foot and kicked Long Jian hard in the stomach.
Long Jian was kicked backward by this tremendous force and crashed heavily to the ground.
The body collided with the ground with a dull thud.
He wanted to resist.
But when he looked up, he saw the other person's face contorted with anger.
But involuntarily, images of his master, Jianlong, bloodthirsty and madly slaughtering his clansmen flashed through his mind.
He didn't want to follow in his master's footsteps.
He didn't want the tragedy of fratricide to repeat itself because of him.
Long Jian gave up resisting and struggled to slowly get up from the ground.
However, the person remained relentless.
He strode forward, stepped onto the back of the dragon, and pressed down hard.
Long Jian's body was once again firmly pressed to the cold ground, unable to move.
"Don't you like to help outsiders beat up your own people? Why aren't you beating me up now?"
The man said mockingly, increasing the pressure on his feet.
Then, as if kicking a ball, he kicked Long Jian to the feet of another Azure Dragon Clan member.
The man also stretched out his foot and stepped on the dragon halberd.
The remaining Azure Dragon Clan members, grinning maliciously, surrounded him.
"Today, I will eliminate you, you traitor!"
"Another member of the Azure Dragon Clan said in a sinister tone."
"Look at how pathetic he is now. Wouldn't it be too easy for him to just kill him?"
The Azure Dragon Clan member who was riding the dragon halberd at the beginning let out a malicious laugh.
He slowly spread his legs, looking down at the dragon halberd lying on the ground like a dead dog.
"If you can crawl between my legs, I might consider letting you go!"
Long Jian could hardly believe his ears.
These people were the dragon clan members he was once proud of, whom he considered kind and united.
He was utterly disappointed in the Azure Dragon Clan, the clan that gave him birth and raised him.