“Y-you killed Nine-headed race’s third crown prince!”
An old Gnoll ran out of the carriage and pointed a trembling finger at him.
Among the universe’s thousands of races, Gnolls were a weird race.
This race was good at breeding. One pair could foster hundreds of pups in a year. Their trait wasn’t weak either, pack. One Gnoll could add his strength to another. With enough numbers, they could reach a terrifying power.
A shame Gnolls rarely used pack, since Gnolls were cowards by nature and very paranoid.
When Gnolls used pack, all their power was focused on one Gnoll. The rest would fall limply and if one of them died, the rest would meet the same fate.
All for one.
If pack had been in the hands of the dauntless Dorag clan, they would’ve been godlike existences. A shame to be wasted on such cowardly Gnolls.
Gnolls were weak but numerous. They easily entered servitude thanks to their cowardly nature as well. Case in point, when Ao Zhen was on the path to riches, he snatched many Gnolls and forced them to work on the mines.
The old Gnoll wore an oxygen mask, shivering from fear. He was the leader of the Gnolls here, having reached the sixth level. But because of his cowardice, he was too afraid to breathe in the vacuum of space even if he was able to.
“Ao Zhen is Nine-headed race’s third crown prince. His brother, Ao Tong, his sister Ao Zhen. The brothers are among the top ten youths in the western quadrant of the universe.
“The arrogant pair is what their called. They will now hunt you down and kill you for murdering their brother!
“W-why are you looking at me like that? Don’t kill me.”
The old Gnoll went to his knees and kowtowed.
The mining Gnolls did the same, begging for Li Mo’s mercy.
Li Mo watched the forty thousand Gnolls in silence.
If so many Gnolls used pack, what level would they reach?
No one knew, not when they were so cowardly…
The Devils, one of the ten strong races, used the Soul Manipulation Art on the Gnolls to use their pack trait. But after tens of thousands of years of trials and error, they still failed.
Because Gnolls’ pack only worked if they volunteered.
“Killing is killing, why hesitate? Are you the leader of these Gnolls? Name.”
“I-I’m Dotruf.” The old Gnoll’s head was on the floor.
“You’re from the western quadrant?”
“Yes, lord. I come from the abandoned planet number 961 in western quadrant.”
The strong races of the universe knew the limits of the universe. They were split in five areas: north, south, east, west and central. Each quadrant held thousands of galaxies.
For Ao Tong to be in the top ten of the western quadrant, he had to have a tyrannical power.
Western quadrant had thousands of races. Gnoll and snow people were among the lowliest. While Nine-headed race and Celestial Fire race on Celestial Fire Planet were the highest.
Two of the universe’s ten strong races lived in the eastern quadrant.
A lowly race like the Gnolls had no right to have a planet of their own. They were meant for one thing, to mine the abandoned planets for resources.
“Do you know the names of the ten strongest youths in western quadrant?”
“Yes!”
“Ao Zhen, Ao Tong, Huo Ling’er, Huo Xian’er, Ao Zhan, Xiao Huoshen, Hua Wuxing, Hua Wuying, Shui Yunlan, Mu Tianfeng. “
Dotruf saw Li Mo not killing him outright and grew a spine as he stood, “Lord, these youths aren’t ranked, unknown as to who is stronger or weaker. But they are believed to be prime candidates for becoming the next emperor.
“But Ao Tong and Xiao Huoshen is said to be stronger by a bit, because of the western quadrant secret treasures they possess.”
Western quadrant had an ancient and mystical race, the Dark Dwarves.
They drew themselves from Dwarves. Their trait was related to refining. Across the entire universe, among the countless races, only Dark Dwarves could make magic weapons that stood up to imperial items before becoming emperors themselves.
But ten thousand years ago, when the Dark Dwarves refused Celestial Fire race to make a magic weapon, they were exterminated. Thus making their magic weapons extinct in the universe.
Dark Dwarves were gone, but their magic weapons remained, scattered in the western quadrant. The strong races native of that quadrant searched for them relentlessly.
These items were dubbed secret treasures.
“Mu Tianfeng…”
Li Mo pondered.
Mu Tianfeng was past Li Mo’s companion. Their bond was deep, that was out of the question, and luck had it there were many times the two fought alongside. Mu Tianfeng was an Angel. What amazed Li Mo the most was his longsword, Flying Wing.
Mu Tianfeng was always cold and stoic, speaking less than once a month. He wasn’t much to look at, but was undefeated in battle. The past him had even killed many Sacred Light Physique users.
‘Is it him?’
‘I just hope it isn’t…’
Li Mo sighed.
He had a very good opinion of Mu Tianfeng and dearly hoped he wasn’t the traitor.
“This carriage ain’t half bad.”
Li Mo traced the lavish carriage.
Ao Zhen’s mandarin duck carriage was golden, made of special metals and obscenely costly to make. Forty thousand Gnolls worked around the clock for ten years to make it.
That was only the carriage, not to mention the mandarin ducks.
These ducks could fly across space. With the mandarin ducks having five colored feathers, it showed they were of high level, second only to the prismatic mandarin ducks.
“Hop in.”
Li Mo waved the kitty and Ye Xiaolu.
The two ducks spread their wings and they were gone…
Dotruf looked dully at the sky, then he shouted, “My people, we’re free!”
