Chapter 25 - Start Of The Showdown (1/2)

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The six supreme clans were not the six supreme without a reason. Each of the clans had a trace of the sacred race lineage in their bloodline, hence the reason why they were stronger, more powerful, magically inclined, and darker than the other races.

The devil, demon, and vampire race for instant had traces with the netherwinian race, while the eagle race had traces to the phoenixia race. The werewolves had traces with the lightixia and phoenixia races, while the serpents had traces to the draconian race.

But these races' sacred race linage bloodline was so thin that if the other races worked together, it would not be difficult for them to bring one supreme clan down and replace it. However, the six clans auras acted as strong deterrence for the lesser races for them to attempt such a feat.

It was suspected that the Werewolf clan's double sacred race lineage had something to do with their inability to beget daughters from their mates and might be the major reason as to why they could not reproduce with mates that carried the werewolf gene in their bloodline.

As such, they were more powerful than the other races in terms of individual strength, however, the heavens evened out the scores by making it difficult for them to reproduce and increase their population.

As the ice night passed and morning arrived, indicated by the warm temperature, the races in the competition gathered together in the blood arenas for the final showdown.

A night of rest combined with their extraordinary regenerative abilities washed away all the exhaustion and healed all the wounds from the previous battle, making them energetic and in perfect condition to start the next battle of rankings.

After the participants settled down, the witches started their announcement in uniform voices.

”Everyone, settle down. We will start the next match in a few moments. But first, immediately effective, all races that lost in the previous battle will now be labeled as tribes and their leaders addressed as sires. They will work as slaves under the control of the leaders of the battle arenas they lost in.

They will have no wills of their own and if any one individual of that race resists the order and will of their masters, their entire race will be wiped out without exception or exemption. Their slave status will remain in effect until the next decade's Battle of Wars. That is set, and that shall be!” The witches finished in a boom that echoed through the whole stadium.

”That is set, and that shall be!” All the other races followed in unison, chanting after them.

The races that were defeated in the previous exchange sat under the arenas, awaiting the final outcome of the Battle of Might.

Now that they were out of the competition, they did not feel much of anything. Their position on the food chain for the next decade was set and there was nothing that they could do to change it.

”Now, all participants should get ready for the next battle. In this battle, every single member from each clan who will be taking part will have to fight an opponent or they will be immediately disqualified. In this match, only two races from each stage can proceed to the Battle of Wit.” The witches looked at the participants on each stage as they announced the rules.

After confirming all participants were present, they looked towards the six clans leaders.