Chapter 908: The hope of the vestigial tribe (1)

Standing on the command ship of the nine-headed snake tribe, the Holy Dragon City cultivator looked around coldly. Under the gaze of countless native clan captives, he spoke slowly with a bit of iron-Blood Tone.

"All of you, listen up. This time, you've been defeated, so whether you live or die will be up to us to decide. This is a matter of course!

By right, you guys took the initiative to attack the Holy Dragon City and caused great losses to our Army. It's not too much to kill you!

However, our city Lord is magnanimous and merciful, so he decided not to kill you. In fact, he can even let you go home!"

Using a special method, the cultivator's voice spread far and wide, ensuring that all the captives could hear him.