He said helplessly, “Therefore, I want to live on, even if it’s just a lowly life, even if it’s just being a dog. As long as I can live on, it’s fine, because I carry the mission of inheritance! “Countless years have passed, and countless ancient races have been destroyed and disappeared in the long river of history. I don’t want, I don’t want the fallen wood race to become a race that is only recorded in history!”
”...”
The City Lords were all silent.
There were no experts from large clans here to serve as the city lords.
The city lords were at least at the ninth level of the Sun Moon realm. At this point, which clan would be willing to send themselves to their deaths?
It wasn’t like there was no way out!
They were all from small clans or destroyed races. Some of them might have been the clan leaders of small clans or the strongest experts in their clans.