"If you refuse to obey my command, I will call off this mission, and head south to return immediately."
Other Red Clan members, led by Alaku, immediately softened their stance. "Your Excellency, please don't cancel this mission. You know that our divine artifacts can hardly be suppressed any longer. We need this slaughter!
If we can't find fresh flesh and blood, we will have to use our own to feed these divine artifacts."
The leader snorted coldly, then said, "Akula, keep the Wood Dynasty people in the merchant team trapped. We'll set out immediately."
"Yes, Your Excellency." Akula gave a sinister smile, took out a small animal skull the size of a walnut from his arms, gently stroked it and murmured as if he were communicating with the skull.
A moment later, the skull started floating. In mid-air, from its eye sockets sprayed a gray mist that seemed alive, writhing with bared teeth and claws, rushing towards the merchant team below, diving into each person's nostrils.
