Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

Maybe because most of them did not have the blood of the demon race, it was impossible for them to compete with Queen Medusa for the legacy of the Crimson Queen.

Or maybe, Queen Medusa had been tamed by Black Jack's weird ability and turned into his puppet like her sisters in the harem.

It was also possible that the Medusa Clan was too short of warriors and had to count on Black Jack and the other members of the harem.

In short, Queen Medusa was quite polite to them, and her tone was friendly, too. She was not as brutal as the legendary devils.

Of course, Theresa was highly suspicious that, when they ran out of value, Queen Medusa and the other demons would certainly show their true colors.

After a brief discussion, Black Jack's retinue put on the snake scale armor of the Medusa Clan and went out to meet the elites of other species.

Theresa met the first elder of the Turing Clan who had received the ancient enlightenment for the first time in the camp.

The appearance of the great elder surprised her a little bit. The head of the great elder was extremely large, more than half a meter in diameter. In comparison, his body was so thin that it was almost laughable. He could not even support the weight of the head and had to rely on delicate machines to move.

What was even weirder was that the Turing Clan did not have a skull. The skull that was supposed to be sealed was embedded with a semi-circular, translucent glass cover. One could vaguely see the glimmering brain inside.

With their faces that were as thin as skeletons, they looked like monsters that had walked out of a nightmare.

Princess Summer told Theresa in secret that the Turing Clan was the smartest clan in the Blood Demon Sector. Besides, they were born with the enlightenment of the primeval era. In order to carry the endless wisdom and the primeval enlightenment, their brains had been growing crazily since they were teenagers. They were even faster than their skulls.

In order to survive, they had to cut open the skull and replace it with a piece of curved strengthened glass or alloy. Also, they had to replace a larger artificial skull every few years in order to adapt to the growth of the brain.

If their skulls were not removed in time, they would've died of madness due to the over-expansion of their brains, the soaring pressure, and other symptoms during their adolescence.

Theresa nodded to herself.

She had also heard from the Fist King that, on many super starships in the world of magic, the operators who had been operating the mainframe crystal processors for generations would stimulate the brains of themselves and their offspring with the technology of genetics and biology so that they could be smarter and remember more data so that they could store the data and skills required for a long journey in the sea of stars.

Some awesome operators of starships could even record the basic orbital parameters of hundreds of thousands of planets in their head and react faster than crystal processors.

Of course, the structure of their brains was different from that of ordinary people, too.

However, at the peak of the magic civilization, the high-speed growth of the brain was certainly accompanied by the modification of other organs in the body. It was impossible that the skull could not keep up with the growth of the brain.

It was a pity that, with the loss of the ancient technology, the Turing Clan only retained the ability to stimulate the growth of the brain and forgot how to make the skull, torso, and limbs grow together. That was how they ended up in such a miserable state.

Seeing the appearance of the first elder of the Turing Clan, Theresa was more convinced about the legend of the crimson palace.

It was because the so-called 'revelation' was probably the information that had been carved deep inside the gene strands of the Turing Clan hundreds of generations ago, only to be activated in this generation. It was definitely not a crazy nightmare.

While Theresa was thinking, she suddenly felt that somebody was gazing at her.

Shocked, he raised his head and found that the first elder of the Turing Clan was gazing at him, deep in thought.

"Well…"

Theresa slightly frowned, thinking that she shouldn't have given anything away. Could the great elder of the Turing Clan read her mind?

There was a weird expression on the face of the first elder of the Turing Clan, but he withdrew his gaze.

"Let's go!"

The first elder of the Turing Clan and the leader of the Black Shield Clan and the Strong Arm Clan, who had the strongest combat ability, discussed for a while. The leader of the Black Shield Clan, who was more than three meters tall and covered in heavy iron armor that looked like a tank, raised his arm high and slashed down, while he roared in a low voice.

Five hundred elites of the six tribes retreated to the rear without saying anything.

This was a secret operation that could not be discovered by the soldiers of the Hell Destroyer Legion. It could not be discovered by the soldiers at the frontline, either. If the soldiers at the frontline discovered that their sole purpose of staying in this place was to waste the time and energy of the Hell Destroyer Legion, and that their leader had already been transferred to another battlefield through a secret channel, the morale of the soldiers would be extremely low, and the frontline would collapse instantly.

Therefore, they did not make a fuss but simply led the wounded soldiers away.

Hardly had they separated from their main troops when they heard noises coming from the frontline. The flags of the coalition army were all shaking.

Everybody looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that the news of their retreat had been leaked out.

Looking at the enormous flag that was gradually rising on the horizon, the drumming that was louder and louder like thunder, and the horns that were louder and louder, everybody's face was quite awful.

Lord Cooper had finally arrived.

After a Hell Destroyer Cannon was destroyed, the most ambitious commander-in-chief of the Blood Demon Sector, and perhaps the craziest man in the world, finally arrived in person.

Maybe, they had brought more cannons, too.

Grand Lord Kuba had brought reinforcements, but Lord Black Sethe, Queen Medusa, and the rest of the elites had retreated. The troops left in the frontline were not going to last long.

When the leaders of the six tribes were retreating, they had also issued secret orders to their deputies that they were not to fight until the end. As long as they could buy themselves more time, they would retreat in an orderly manner when the situation was too dire for them and simply allow the soldiers of the Hell Destroyer Army to occupy Thousand Gates Mountain.

Time. Time. Right now, both sides were competing for time. As long as the frontline was delayed for three days, they should have the opportunity to find the crimson palace and inherit the legacy of the primeval era before Grand Monarch Kuba!

"This is the teleportation array. Let's go!"

The first elder of the Turing Clan found a large teleportation array in the rear, which could teleport almost a hundred people at a time.

Of course, the teleportation array did not lead to the dark areas that had been sealed. Instead, it led to the rear of the six clans.

In the rear, another teleportation array was waiting for them. After almost ten teleportations, what appeared in front of the squad was a dormant teleportation array that was rusted and covered in humus.