There are about 12,000 people living in the entire Rasmulfier City, and there are only more than 2,000 drow elves among them.

However, these more than 2,000 drow elves were able to firmly rule this area and obey these foreign tribes' enslaved people.

When fighting at the city gate, the Drow elves and the slave cannon fodder servants lost more than 2,000, of which the Drow elves were about 600.

This number doesn't sound like a lot, but as long as anyone who is familiar with the inside story of the Drow Elves knows that this Drow City is already all the mobile forces that this Drow City can produce. Each Drow City has more than a dozen families, large or small, and the population of more than 2,000 Drow's population is divided into such a piece, and the strength of each Drow family is very inconspicuous.

But there is never such a saying that there is balance in a normal city.

The first family in each Zhuoer city usually occupies nearly half of its resources and strength, steadily suppressing several major families that followed. The development history of Zhuoer city is actually a history of internal struggles between the first family and other families. Every loser will be eliminated from Zhuoer's history and become an existence that has never existed.

The death of these 600 Chal warriors indicates that Rasmulfir City has lost the permanent troops to maintain its operation. All major families can only tighten their families' garrisons and use the resources they have accumulated over thousands of years to support the moment the enemy retreats.

It’s a pity that these short-sighted family mistresses did not understand the ambitions of the young mages, otherwise they would have to gather all their troops and the undead to fight to the death even if they were selling their own strength. The only Miss Firren who knew something about the young mages had other thoughts and did not show their true strength to protect the city.

When the real undead creatures roared and occupied the entire inner city, all the Zhe family could only guard the garrison and seek to protect themselves.

How big the young mage's appetite is, perhaps in the near future, they will witness it with their own eyes. But at this moment, what the young mage needs to face is the hard bones huddled in the turtle shell.

With the loss of this city gate, the preservation of the other two city gates had lost its meaning. So when the surrounding troops sent by the cemetery arrived there, all the Zoer nobles and armed soldiers had withdrawn their families in time.

In his original thoughts, the young mage also planned to recall Zena, who was far away in the outer sea area, and asked her to select a group of subordinates from the possible large number of prisoners in Rasmulfir City to form an alternative force again to support the city. But after a deep conversation with Zena, he gave up this naive plan.

The spider goddess Rose, also known as the Spider God Queen, is a powerful guy with medium divine power in the Dark God system. Rose is both cruel and capricious, and she can be said to be the embodiment of the hopeless evil collection of the dark elves.

Since the young mage has made up his mind to destroy this Zoer city, don’t expect to deceive this powerful god who is good at conspiracy and betrayal. It is better to rely on the powerful strength of the cemetery and the weak power of the Zoer on the shallow surface to occupy this territory directly in the name of the undead.

Of course, Rose's backlash will inevitably come, but as long as he withstands this wave of counterattack from the Drow Elves, there will be no hostile forces that can directly threaten the Undercity in a short period of time.

The information fed back from all aspects has made the young mage make up his final determination to destroy Rasmufir City.

The three entrances and exits of the city gates that can be escaped have fallen into the control of the cemetery. Each major family has also retracted its own stations, and a large number of aliens living in this city have no need to distinguish them. With the issuance of the massacre order, the vampires who came with the team began a feast of gluttons.

Through the battle comparison between the old and new vampires today, it is clear that the blood mage is powerful in combat talent and survival skills. This makes the young mage even more eager to get enough of the advancement bottom line of 10 blood mages and solidify them into their own cemetery combat system.

After a period of continuous battles, there were 5 new blood mages, who had already had Hera and two others. If they could be trained at all costs today, they might be able to make up the basic amount of 10 blood mages.

Therefore, after blocking the enemy's possible escape route, the large cemetery troops were in the middle of the inner city, intimidating all major families not to act rashly. The lower city area where nearly 10,000 aliens lived was classified as a predation area for vampire troops, allowing them to revel in and evolve.

The Blood Demon took the six blood mages led by Hera to choose a suitable place and set up a large blood pool again. After all the vampires had a full meal, they would return here to feed some blood essence. As the killing progressed, the blood in this blood pool gradually began to fill up.

At this time, the Blood Demon gave the order, and the Blood Mages dragged the priestesses and priests who were captured alive. These are all spellcasters and magicians! The last time I established the blood pool, it was because of the lack of elemental power that forced the Blood Demon to use his own essence and blood to replace it. This time he would not make similar mistakes again, so he prepared these drow elves early as possible to improve the quality of the blood pool.

Perhaps they knew they could not escape, but these Dowel elves showed integrity, and they all slapped their necks and cursed. All the Dowel nobles were women, all with slender figures, dark and shiny skin, and their long gray or silver hair was scattered, and some were tied into various fancy styles.

"Go to die... you damn surface bastards! The goddess's glory will completely melt you into the nutrients of spiders! You will suffer an unimaginable terrible fate. Mortals! The spider queen will torture you with her own hands until eternity!..." The Drow elf who was lifted up by Hera's hand screamed wildly.

But the next second, the drow elf was pushed into the blood pool by Hera.

The originally calm and unwavering blood pool boiled in an instant. The dense and sticky plasma seemed to have suddenly gained intelligence, and all kinds of strange blood hands were constantly stretched out from the pool, pulling the Drow elf who was struggling and screaming little by little into the depths of the blood pool. There, the Drow elf will be squeezed out all the essence of life in the body and completely dissolved, becoming part of this blood pool.

Whenever a drow elves is digested, Hera will throw down another one. Until the five drow elves are melted, the quality of this blood pool is basically at the bottom of the blood demon's psychological bottom line.

The following is to choose the right evolution candidate. There is no fixed standard at this, it depends entirely on the eyesight of the Blood Demon. After all, there are too many factors that need to be considered whether a creature can evolve smoothly, such as basic qualities, potential talents, external stress conditions...even the mood at the moment of evolution can become part of the factors that affect the final result.

Therefore, in order to obtain the specified biological evolution, in addition to the necessary biological basis and material resources, the rest is more reflected in the lucky value of a certain creature itself.

Of course, no one can list the effects and operation methods of this lucky value, but it has an extremely obvious manifestation effect. Therefore, although the Blood Demon does not have the concept of "luck" in his heart, he deliberately or unintentionally favors this consideration when choosing.

"The Rest of Your Life" is the basic choice of Blood Demon, and it is also a fuzzy result obtained after a large amount of data screening.

In this way, there were 37 evolutionary candidates that could be selected from the more than 700 beginner vampires.

When the first vampire jumped into the blood pool, the entire blood pool began to boil. Six blood mages muttered to themselves around the blood pool, constantly inputting their own blood energy into it. Although this effect is weak, it is also a means to enhance the evolutionary effect of the blood pool.

External stimulation and evolution are also a process that goes against nature, far from being as stable and natural as the independent evolution of organisms. The whole process is bloody and cruel, and often even reaches a cruel level. If the host is not a cold person like the Blood Demon with a firm mind, it is estimated that it will be difficult to achieve such precision and harshness.

But even so, the first vampire to go down, even the Blood Demon, who believed that the individual who was most likely to evolve, still failed without controversy.

When the vampire who had failed to evolve flew out of the blood pool in dejectedly, the blood demon's pair of fierce and unparalleled blood eyes suddenly flashed with cold light. He reached out and pointed his hand. The vampire exploded in fear, and his broken limbs and flesh spilled the blood pool.

With the struggle of the first vampire, the quality of the blood pool has declined. If this continues step by step, the probability of the subsequent vampire evolution success will only get lower and lower. Therefore, if the blood demon does not want to lose his essence and blood, he can only use this method to make up for the loss of the blood pool.

The sudden action of the Blood Demon not only shocked Hera and several other blood mages, but also scared the vampires waiting on the side to scream.

"Remember, you either evolve successfully or die in it!" The Blood Demon, who has always disliked speaking, warned that he was like his people, cold and bloody, but made all the selected vampires like sieve.

A minute ago, they were still cheering for their luck, but at this moment, only the deep fear occupied their body and mind.

The second vampire hugged his arms and jumped into the blood pool tremblingly.

Three minutes later, the evolution failed, the corpse was gone, and the body of essence and blood became part of the blood pool.

The third vampire failed...

The fourth one is still failure...

As the vampires melted and disappeared, the terrifying atmosphere in the field had reached its peak, and even sweat began to appear on Hera's fair and crystal white face.

The fifth vampire looked like a fierce guy. When he was extremely afraid, he developed a tyrannical killing heart that transcends life and death for no reason, and jumped into the blood pool with yelling.

Maybe it's time, maybe it's enough luck, and of course it's more likely that the strong stimulation of not living or dying, this lucky guy succeeded in one fell swoop.
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