In Nasha, the war between humans and the Tri-Eyed Clan had begun.

But strictly speaking, it was more accurate to say the war between Zhang Yi and other outsiders against the Tri-Eyed Clan had started.

The native humans had already lost all courage to resist. Years of being hunted and preyed upon, coupled with the massive disparity in size, had made them utterly incapable of fighting back.

Even when caught in the grasp of a Tri-Eyed Clan member, they would only tremble in fear, not daring to bite down.

However, Zhang Yi, the Lord of the Charnel Ground, Gao Changkong, and the Knights of the Round Table were exceptions.

They possessed enough power to stand against these giants.

Fierce conflicts erupted throughout various parts of Nasha.

Zhang Yi wasn't the only one fighting; others were engaged in battle as well.

But there was a clear difference between them.

Zhang Yi had the ability to strike from extreme long range with sniper shots, along with the capability to move with flexibility.

Those he killed never knew where their assailant was, even in their final moments.

Zhang Yi treated all Tri-Eyed Clan members equally, absolutely never differentiating based on their strength, age, or gender.

Every Tri-Eyed Clan member he spotted was killed without a shred of pity or mercy!

From the moment he saw them feeding on humans, Zhang Yi understood that peaceful coexistence between the two races was impossible.

This was no longer about justice or morality; it was simply a struggle for survival.

Through the Shadow Space, Chodak and his men could also see everything happening outside.

Chodak said to Zhang Yi, "Mr. Chaos, please let us join the battle too!"

They were the most elite warriors of the Pagyi Family, which was why they had been allowed to enter the Demon Abyss alongside Zhang Yi.

Even against those powerful Tri-Eyed Clan soldiers, they were capable of fighting.

But Zhang Yi flatly refused them.

"Going out now will only cause me trouble. Don't be in such a hurry; there will be a time for you to play your part."

Even Zhang Yi himself wasn't going all out; he was probing the depths of Nasha's strength.

As for cannon fodder like Chodak and his men, they were essentially disposable assets, meant to be brought out to create chaos at critical moments.

Naturally, he had to conserve them.

Hearing this, Chodak and his men actually thought Zhang Yi was worried about them facing danger, and they felt deeply grateful.

Zhang Yi couldn't care less about that.

He was killing with great pleasure at this moment, one bullet for one head.

Coupled with his excellent concealment, even if some strong individuals in Nasha sensed something was wrong, they couldn't locate his position.

Elsewhere, Zhang Yi could sense the auras of the Lord of the Charnel Ground and the others.

After all, when their supernatural abilities erupted, the power they released was far too obvious.

The Lord of the Charnel Ground, Gao Changkong, and members of the Knights of the Round Table like Lancelot were all forced into fierce battles with the superhumans of Nasha.

Only Zhang Yi wasn't engaging in direct confrontation; instead, he silently picked off Tri-Eyed Clan members one by one from high ground.

Civilians, soldiers, men, women, the elderly, children—each one was taken care of with a single bullet.

Soon, the number of people who died by his hand exceeded a thousand!

And he was extremely cautious about it, firing a few shots and then switching positions, never concentrating his kills in one area. This also prevented him from being discovered by the strong individuals of Nasha.

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Compared to Zhang Yi's smooth and carefree approach, the other teams were far from comfortable at this moment.

Originally, they too had been lying low within Nasha, waiting for the right opportunity to strike.

But once the Blood Sacrifice for the Entire City began, all the residents of Nasha would be digging three feet into the ground, greedily searching for those delicious pieces of meat.

Now, they were forced to act.

In particular, the Monk Soldiers from Sangha Monastery, who had always regarded Nasha as a den of demons and harbored intense hatred, chose to take the initiative to attack upon witnessing the slaughter of humans.

Wars erupted in various locations. 𝐟𝗿𝐞𝚎𝚠𝐞𝚋𝕟𝐨𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝕔𝕠𝚖

Although they were at a disadvantage in size, those powerful superhumans, relying on their abilities and weapon advantages, managed to slaughter quite a few of Nasha's people as well.

On Nasha's side, apparently not expecting to face a counterattack from humans, they suffered significant losses of citizens and soldiers in a short period of time.

The news quickly reached the Holy Spirit Hall.

Within the palace, a very young-looking Tri-Eyed Clan member sat upright on the throne.

His features were somewhat delicate, his eyes narrow and sharp, a green tail casually draped over the armrest. With one hand propping up his cheek, he quietly listened to his subordinate's report.

"During this Blood Sacrifice for the Entire City, our citizens were actually counterattacked by those hairless rats. Some of these hairless rats are particularly strange—they wear finely crafted armor and possess weapons with a certain degree of lethality. They have caused no small amount of casualties among our soldiers."

Beneath the throne, a soldier commander knelt on the ground, his head bowed extremely low, reporting the situation to the Prince on the throne—Nasha Anleet.

His enormous body cast a large shadow across the palace hall, yet even with his head lowered, he still appeared not much shorter than Prince Anleet himself.

This Prince of Nasha had a much smaller build compared to ordinary Tri-Eyed Clan members, standing only about five meters tall.

But his physique was slimmer and more proportionate, lacking the robust muscularity of the commander kneeling below, possessing instead a naturally formed aesthetic beauty.

The royal bloodline of Nasha had extremely distinct characteristics.

They were born with smaller statures and far greater power.

No one would dare to underestimate them because of their size.

Especially this Prince Anleet, who, since birth, had displayed his incredibly powerful talent.

At just seven years old, he had already defeated several of his martial arts instructors, becoming a renowned and powerful martial artist in all of Nasha.

Anleet listened quietly to the soldier commander's report, but in his hand, he toyed with a black combat suit.

His gaze was cold, as if his face was naturally incapable of showing any expression.

Toward the strange and exquisite components of the combat suit, a glimmer of interest showed in his eyes.

He didn't pay any attention to the kneeling commander below, instead looking at an old man standing in another direction, with silver-white hair and a somewhat hunched figure.

"Grand Scholar, have you ever heard of this kind of hairless rat?"

The Grand Scholar was the most knowledgeable person in all of Nasha, overseeing the national library and knowing many forgotten histories and fields of learning.

Hearing Prince Anleet's question, he bowed his head and replied, "Your Highness, many years ago, these hairless rats served us, seeking power from us while offering their flesh, blood, and loyalty. In return, we bestowed upon them the power of the Tri-Eyed Clan."

"They learned to use weapons to fight, and to this day, they still exist as our servants."

"But..."

He adjusted the reading glasses on his nose, carefully staring at the combat suit in Prince Anleet's hand.

Then, shaking his head, he said, "This kind of thing has never been recorded in any book. I'll have to go back and thoroughly examine the texts to see if I missed it."

Prince Anleet played with the small combat suit in his hand. To him, this combat suit was even smaller than an infant's undergarment.

"Oh, then go ahead and check slowly. I'm very interested in these fellows."

Having said that, he waved a hand toward the kneeling soldier commander below. "This is the time of my wedding, and the city must be stabilized as quickly as possible. Go summon General Chidorian and have him bring his men to clean up those hairless rats."

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