Sure enough, the five Demigods of the Ordinary Three Races also knew the predicament they were currently in.
As Demigods, although they were powerless to stop the actions of the gods, they could still do their best to ensure the survival and inheritance of their races.
As long as their races did not go completely extinct, there was a possibility of making a comeback and rebuilding their strength.
The next morning, the choice made by the five Demigods was almost identical to Yu Hu’s; they resolutely decided to join the Kirin Kingdom.
Although the other side possessed five Demigod experts—a large and powerful force—they did not belong to the same ethnic group and could not act with one heart and mind.
Regarding the Human Race alone, they had two Demigod-level figures.
However, the Kirin Kingdom just happened to be a nation belonging to the Human Race, so they were likely to have some ulterior motives and plans for it.
But Qilin didn’t mind this at all.
Demigods also needed to rely on Faith Power.
Now that the overall strength of their tribes had been significantly weakened, they could never be a match for a Demigod at their peak.
At the same time, since they were leading their remaining forces to join him, Qilin was naturally confident that he could change the faith of those people at the bottom.
After all, if they wanted to hold a significant position in this place, there was no other way but to maintain absolute loyalty to him.
Before long, the seven Demigods gathered again in the Kirin Royal City to discuss the next step of the plan.
At this moment, the Undead Avatar spoke of his Path to Divinity without concealment: “Eliminate the Undead Race!”
The other six Demigods did not show much surprise upon hearing this, as it was completely within their expectations.
It could even be said that compared to their original expectations, the Undead Avatar’s Path to Divinity seemed much more straightforward.
“The Sacred and Golden regions cannot be our targets because gods already exist on the Mainland. However, the Fallen Continent happens to be in a state of chaos. All races are attacking the Divine Continent, which is undoubtedly the best time for us to strike.”
All the Demigods chimed in.
This series of coincidences was like something carefully planned by the heavens, and since this foreign Demigod just happened to belong to the Undead Race, it seemed like everything was predestined.
“According to reliable information, because the Xianling Race successfully ascended to godhood not long ago, the Angel Race and the Titans have been at a disadvantage in the war against the fallen forces. The current battlefield is still on the Divine Continent and has not been counter-attacked by the enemy to defend their home,” Qilin added.
Upon hearing this, a hint of joy appeared on everyone’s faces again.
This meant that the number of Demigods from the three tribes on the Fallen Continent might not even equal the number of people present.
They could follow the Borderlands to enter the Fallen Continent and achieve a surprise attack on a certain race.
Once the upper echelon was eliminated, it would be easy to change the faith of those unintelligent undead at the bottom.
At that time, Qilin would be only one step away from becoming a God.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s act immediately!”
A human Demigod suggested.
“But don’t forget what you promised us,” another person reminded him.
“Don’t worry. After dealing with the Undead Race, our next target is the Fallen Angel Clan!”
Qilin sneered.
In his eyes, as long as he could achieve Divine Ascension, it didn’t matter which group was dealt with first—as long as they didn’t provoke the races that still had gods in this world for the time being.
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The meeting on the Vassal Continent concluded quietly amidst everyone’s excitement.
At this moment, on the Continent of Ten Thousand Races, the battles between various races were still raging as if there were no end.
However, they were unaware that a conspiracy against them was quietly unfolding.
Just a few days later, a shocking piece of news came from the center of the Mainland: the Three Holy Races suffered a crushing defeat on the front-line battlefield!
This sudden news was like a thunderclap, quickly drawing widespread attention.
Everyone realized that this war of deicide might really be about to begin.
However, the Fallen Three Tribes felt exceptionally excited.
Due to the withdrawal of the Xianling Race from the Divine Continent, the enemy’s strength was greatly reduced, which undoubtedly gave them the opportunity to gain a greater advantage on the battlefield.
As for the war of the gods, the gods of their three tribes were all at their peak, so it didn’t concern them much.
In comparison, the interests in front of them were clearly more important.
As for the five Demigods of the Ordinary Three Races, they had long been automatically ignored by both sides.
After the war of the gods ended, their entire races would face the fate of extinction.
Who would have time to worry about them?
But what they didn’t know was that those five Demigods had already taken advantage of the gap while the major races were lax, quietly transferring the human power of the entire Mainland to the Vassal Continent.
And with the assistance of the Borderlands, this series of operations went surprisingly smoothly.
At this moment, within the Ninth City of the Borderlands—which was not only the closest border city to the Fallen Continent, but also the one closest to the Undead Race—the seven Demigods had already been lurking.
They were just waiting for the war between the gods in the heavens to formally begin or for an unusual sight to come from beyond the sky, at which point they would act decisively.
The entire city was empty, without even a single army left behind.
Because what they were participating in this time was a Decapitation Strike.
As for the army… one must know that a Demigod of the Undead Race on the battlefield was essentially a massive army that could move at any time!
However, at this moment, the originally cloudless blue sky suddenly burst with several streaks of brilliant neon light.
Those colorful lights contained extremely sacred power, exploding with a roar outside the sky.
This loud bang even caused a drastic change in the sky within the Mainland.
For a moment, all living beings involuntarily raised their heads and looked up at the sky.
They didn’t know what was happening at this moment; they only felt a heart-pounding sensation sweeping over them like a tide, making them instinctively want to kneel on the ground.
Almost at the same time, on the battlefield of the Divine Continent, the Fallen Three Tribes also turned out in full force at this moment.
No doubt, they too had been waiting for such an excellent opportunity.
In an instant, the god war beyond the sky and the melee between the six races on land became increasingly fierce, and the entire Mainland had completely fallen into unprecedented chaos.
“Now!”
Yu Hu suddenly shouted, and the other six Demigods looked at each other.
In a flash, seven incomparably powerful auras erupted like volcanoes, instantly dispersing the thick Black Mist permeating around the Borderlands with the force of a thunderbolt.
At the same time, their figures disappeared into thin air, galloping toward the direction of the Fallen Continent like lightning.