True Martial World

Chapter 705: The Curse of a Bloodline

Although others did not know, as the person in question, Jiang Xiaorou knew it very clearly. Just before the Black-armored Demon God arrived at the Desolate race headquarters, she had felt an invisible energy locking on to her.

This energy suddenly grew more intense the moment the Black-armored Demon God appeared.

It was an energy that was extremely difficult to describe. It was as if there was a superior but cold life staring at her from a different, invisible space-time dimension.

And following that, the Black-armored Demon God made his move against Jiang Xiaorou. With his irresistible powers, he had captured Jiang Xiaorou. At the moment she was caught by his energy, Jiang Xiaorou felt like her life was no longer hers. If it wasn’t for the Sacred Spirit’s appearance, she would never have been able to come back alive.

Hence, Jiang Xiaorou was sure that the Black-armored Demon God was targeting her.

This was also most likely the reason for the Black-armored Demon God to appear in the Divine Wilderness. After all, the Divine Wilderness was sparse in population. Even if there were quite a few refugees gathered here, in terms of overall warrior density, it was inferior to the Tian Yuan world. The Black-armored Demon God could achieve a higher efficiency in killing people in the Tian Yuan world.

However, why did the Black-armored Demon God want to catch her? Jiang Xiaorou could not figure it out.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaorou was already the focus of the entire meeting hall.

Jiang Xiaorou was not afraid of death, but she did not wish to implicate her race or her mother because of herself.

Jiang Xiaorou exhaled before standing up.

Her originally pale face had returned to normal. She said, "Regarding the Black-armored Demon God and myself, I will give everyone an answer."

With Jiang Xiaorou saying that sentence, everyone else in the meeting hall looked at Jiang Xiaorou with odd expressions.

Jiang Xiaorou did not deny it, which was enough to prove that the likelihood of this matter was true.

They did not know why the Black-armored Demon God wanted Jiang Xiaorou, but without a doubt, it was due to Jiang Xiaorou’s existence that they were unable to withdraw.

Were all these people going to perish together just because of this one person?

They could ignore it if the entire Desolate race perished, but to let the Human race perish along with them?

Many people had such thoughts in mind, but they did not say it out aloud.

"Your Highness, is this matter true?" A Human race elder asked.

The former Desolate Queen’s gaze was cold. She did not answer the elder’s question but instead retorted, "Why? If it’s true, do you plan on letting me send my only child to the Black-armored Demon God?"

The former Desolate Queen’s words were aggressive, making the elder displeased, but he momentarily choked up. He gritted his teeth for a moment, before saying with an ugly expression, "It seems that your esteemed race has made the decision. For your daughter-mother duo, for your survival, you plan on ignoring all principles and send this world’s elite forces to their death? We can forget our Human race, as you have no obligations to care about us, but what about your Desolate race? As Desolate Queen, are you planning on letting your race perish along with your daughter?"

The elder’s words were extremely venomous. When he said those words, the atmosphere in the meeting hall turned tense.

Many warriors of the Desolate race were already standing up. As for the human warriors, they had subconsciously pressed down on their interspatial rings.

Actually what the human elder said was on many humans’ minds.

Wasn’t it ridiculous to sacrifice an entire race just for a girl!?

Shepherd Boy stood silently in front of Jiang Xiaorou. His gaze was locked onto the human elder who had just spoken. His eyes were filled with murderous intent.

"Uncle Qing!" Jiang Xiaorou held onto Shepherd Boy.

There were many Human race experts present. Although it was impossible for them to fight, by causing a racial rift, it would be extremely disadvantageous to the future resistance against the Black-armored Demon God. This was something Jiang Xiaorou did not wish to see.

"Sorry, I spoke without thinking it through, but good advice is usually jarring to the ears. What I said was true. If your Highness were to let your entire race perish because of a girl, I don’t think that is justifiable!"

After all, this was the Desolate race’s territory, so the human elder did not dare insist too firmly. However, despite him apologizing, he did not mean to take back his words.

The former Desolate Queen pressed her hand on the table. A slight chill was revealed from her beautiful face.

She had yet to make the necessary arrangements on this matter, but the matter had already been pointed out by a legendary figure from the Human race at the meeting. She was, without a doubt, placed in an extremely disadvantageous position.

Jiang Xiaorou remained silent. At this moment, what else could she say?

She could sense that every human present gave her a gaze that resembled a needle.

When their lives were at stake, people found it difficult to accept perishing en masse in order to save a young girl’s life.

"You said that I’m ignoring the principles of caring for my race?" The former Desolate Queen sneered while standing up. "I might as well tell all of you that the Black-armored Demon God is indeed eyeing Xiaorou, and I have already guessed the reason."

When Jiang Xiaorou was locked onto by the Black-armored Demon God, Jiang Xiaorou’s mother had already thought of the reason. The world was so large, filled with numerous geniuses. Why would the Black-armored Demon God eye Jiang Xiaorou?

The only possibility was that it had to do with Jiang Xiaorou’s father.

Jiang Xiaorou’s father, who came from the 12 Empyrean Heavens, was not an ordinary mortal. The child he left behind might have something that the Black-armored Demon God needed!

However, the former Desolate Queen would not explain these things. If Jiang Xiaorou’s father was mentioned, then there would be even more people who would plot against Jiang Xiaorou.

"Have you not thought that capturing Xiaorou would necessarily be helpful for the Black-armored Demon God? Not long after, the Black-armored Demon God will return once again, and when that happens, the Black-armored Demon God would be even more powerful than now! Handing my daughter over to him will lead to disastrous consequences!"

The former Desolate Queen may love Jiang Xiaorou, but she was the Desolate Queen after all. She could not simply sacrifice her Desolate race just for Jiang Xiaorou. She had her own reasons.

"What your Highness says makes sense, but... forgive me if I’m being straight. Even if what your Highness suggests is true, we actually also have other means of avoiding this scenario... "

A legendary human figure said and looked with a strange gaze at Jiang Xiaorou.

This gaze came with a hint of malice and pity. He did not finish his sentence, but the meaning from his words was very clear.

His words implied destroying Jiang Xiaorou completely!

If the Black-armored Demon God would become stronger after obtaining Jiang Xiaorou, then wouldn’t destroying Jiang Xiaorou prevent that possibility?

On the brink of life and death, to carry on surviving, killing a talented young girl to prevent a inferred possibility was not a difficult choice.

After all, the entire Tian Yuan world already had so many ruined family clans, with numerous people dead. What was one more?

Of course, the decision lay in the hands of the Desolate race.

Many of the Human race experts looked at Jiang Xiaorou indifferently. They were waiting for the former Desolate Queen’s decision.

They knew that this was a difficult decision, but with the survival of their race in question, it would force the former Desolate Queen to make a decision.

Pressure!

Even though she had encountered all sorts of situations and she had been ruling over the Desolate race for many years, the former Desolate Queen felt immense pressure at the moment.

She could ignore the Human race, but for the people of her Desolate race...

"Your Highness, I, Qing Kui, am willing to follow your Highness to die in battle!"

The Shepherd Boy was the first to speak with a resolute voice. No one doubted that he would die for the Desolate race and Jiang Xiaorou without any hesitation.

However... Qing Kui was not everyone in the Desolate race.

Even if all of them did the same, the former Desolate Queen would not let the entirety of her people perish for Xiaorou.

They had the right to live on. They were not born for the royal family, nor were they meant to die for the royal family.

"Your Highness, why don’t we end it here today... "

At this moment, the Sanctuary Island couple stood up. "We cannot interfere in your esteemed race’s internal matters. However, since your esteemed race’s Sacred Spirit is unable to fight, then even if those remaining were to fight to the death, the chances of victory are slim. Hence, I wish your esteemed race will weigh the consequences. Of course, I wish that your esteemed race will have a better choice."

The Sanctuary couple looked at Jiang Xiaorou with complicated expressions. They stopped speaking and finally only shook their heads.

They felt very sorry for this beautiful, young girl.

Her bloodline had given her powerful life and strength, but it was a curse that brought her many disasters. As for Jiang Xiaorou being left in the Cloud Wilderness, and how she was nearly refined into a pill in the Tai Ah Divine Kingdom, they had all heard of these matters.

And now, she was eyed by the most terrifying Black-armored Demon God, who wanted to capture her. Her fate was one of death.

No matter how the Desolate race chose, the final outcome might be impossible to change.

If Jiang Xiaorou was destroyed, then it naturally meant her death. However, even if they were to fight it to the death, Jiang Xiaorou’s outcome would probably be her being abducted by the Black-armored Demon God.

It was likely that shortly after, the Tian Yuan world would be faced with the destruction of their race, and the news of the young Desolate Queen dying.

"My race needs to think of what to do as well. We shall bid you farewell first." The Sanctuary Island couple said.

They spoke tactfully, but from the human elder from before as well as the other human experts leaving with ashen expressions, it was clear that these people did not wish to fight alongside the Desolate race.

If the Desolate race insisted on fighting to the death, they would rather leave at the risk of dying in the bellies of desolate beasts.

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