"At the earliest, it will be during the two days of the auditions."
"If we go a little slower, we may be able to delay the opening of the human race's territory battlefield..."
In fact, most people within the Curse Clan think that they can drag on for a while.
At least one or two months is enough.
After all, their racial situation is different from genocide.
Those forces of the Ten Thousand Races who are eyeing the Curse Race covetously do not want to exterminate the Curse Race, but to keep them in captivity.
Let the entire Curse Clan, within a controllable range, use their bodies to mass-produce soul essence for all races.
In order to achieve this goal, the forces of all races will naturally not kill them directly, so as not to force the Curse Clan to fight to the death!
It is precisely because the forces of all races have such a purpose...
The Curse Clan should still have time to mediate.
However, as the patriarch, he naturally had to prepare for the worst.
The clan leader took a deep breath, and faced those young but resolute faces, and continued with an extremely heavy voice:
"The days ahead will depend on you all..."
"You will be like rootless duckweed, without a race to rely on, and unable to find a sense of belonging among the myriad races."
"It's even possible that in the coming days, we will continue to learn news about the 'Curse Clan'..."
"But, remember, remember——"
"From now on, no matter what happens to the Curse Clan, it has nothing to do with you."
"Even if the entire Curse Clan is wiped out in just two days of the auditions... it has nothing to do with you."
"No matter where you are when you hear the news."
"Don't show any sadness or emotions, and don't let anyone notice anything unusual."
"Forget your first identity and live with your second identity."
"As the first batch of fire, your only mission is to survive at all costs!"
"For this mission, you can even betray your race, betray your companions, and even become insane..."
"As long as you can survive and continue the flame of our Curse Clan, you are heroes!"
The patriarch spoke in a sad and tragic tone.
Tears welled up in the eyes of the young seeds, but they dared not cry out loud.
"Next, Changsheng College and Wuliang College will start the so-called 'special training for geniuses' in the battlefield of their own clan's domain. This is the time for you to completely switch from your first identity to your second identity."
"At present, the entire myriad races do not know that our Curse Clan has also mastered the means to refine our own people into soul essences..."
"But in order to prevent the Curse Clan from being completely controlled by other races and noticing that you geniuses are 'missing'..."
"So the opening of the boundary battlefield this time is a good opportunity for you to find your whereabouts."
"At that time, you will need to log in to the Realm Battlefield as the first person, and then 'die' in public."
"Of course, you can't really die."
"If you really die, then after losing your first identity, you will no longer be a Curse Clan player."
"So at this time, there will be a group of dead servants in the tribe to cooperate with you to complete the 'fake death'."
"Even in the clan ancestral temple, your soul lamps will be extinguished."
"By then, you will change your appearance and go among all races as the first."
"Even if the entire Curse Clan is really destroyed, no one will notice you who have slipped through the net..."
The patriarch had already designed a way for these fire seeds to escape the fate of their race.
But I can't help feeling a little uneasy in my heart.
Is it really so easy to get rid of fate...
The only way to answer this question is to try.
Unfortunately, it is...
As the chief of the Curse Clan, he couldn't wait for the answer.
There should be no living creature in this world that is not afraid of death, right?
And this head of the family, who has lived for most of his life, only recently realized...
Compared to normal death;
Even better than the most cruel and inhumane ways of death.
The most unforgettable thing is——
There is an inseparable concern in my heart, but because of death, I can no longer wait for the answer.
This patriarch is like this...
What is the future of the Curse Clan, dead or alive?
Is it genocide or captivity?
Or in the more distant future, a great member of the tribe will be born in the Spark Project, and will he rescue all the cursed people who have been kept in captivity like tools?
These made him worry about the future.
After all, he couldn't see...
Just like those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the future during the war.
When they sacrificed themselves, they fantasized about a beautiful future;
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