PFC Chapter 604 A Traitor is a Traitor
Chapter 604 A Traitor is a Traitor
Seeing their fellow Star Clan members explode into dust on the spot, the Star Clan members were so frightened that their legs went weak.
The Beast God truly protects this place!
Compared to their fear, the surrounding beastmen were in an uproar.
"Purple powder! It really is the legendary Star Clan!"
Their only encounter with StarClan was through an image in a crystal ball.
The powerful creator god wielded his scythe, reaping the lives of those terrifying purple skeletons.
Those cloaked, strangely shaped purple skeletons completely overturned their understanding. They realized that such terrifying beings truly existed in the world, and that their existence was not just a rumor meant to sow discord.
After learning that the hyena clan, which once dominated the Beast Territory, also had ties with the Star Clan, the people of the Beast Clan felt nothing but fear and apprehension towards the Star Clan.
Later, they learned that the Star Clan controlled the Beastmen's reproductive power. If the Beast God had not returned and the Beastmen's reproductive power had not returned to normal, the Beastmen of the entire Second Heaven would probably have become extinct in a few years, or even become livestock kept by the Star Clan and the Temple of Holy Light.
"Thank you, Beast God!" Looking at the bone dust on the ground, all the beastmen and tiger guards on the roadside pressed their hands to their chests.
I was really shaken. Thankfully, the Beast God blew up those two guys who infiltrated the Beast Territory.
Wait a minute, those two Star Clan members seem to be disguised as hybrids?
The beastmen and tiger guards were all startled, as if they had suddenly understood something.
Three days ago, Tiger Thunderstorm Lord announced the holding of the Hybrid-Beastman Alliance Conference, which made many beastmen resentful.
In the eyes of the orcs, hybrids are a lowly race, unworthy of sitting at the same table.
On that day, Tiger Thunderstorm swore an oath in the name of the Heavenly Dao and the Beast God, declaring that all mixed-blood races were indomitable warriors. These words shocked the entire Chaotic Territory of beastmen. At the time, they did not understand why, but now they finally understood why Tiger Thunderstorm had said that.
Those two exploding Star Clan members were actually mixed-race!
Where do these physical bodies come from?
Hybrids have long been ostracized by both humans and beastmen. Could it be that the Star Clan has been pulling the strings behind the scenes? If it weren't for the sacrifices of hybrids, could the beastmen and humans have remained unscathed under the silent infiltration of the Star Clan?
In an instant, countless speculations flooded my mind.
How much persecution has the mixed-blood race suffered throughout the long course of history? The surrounding beastmen no longer dared to ponder this question.
The tiger guards looked solemn. They stared at the pool of purple bone powder on the ground, then looked at the angry mixed-race people in front of them, and a sense of respect arose in their hearts.
"Great warriors, welcome to the Beast Lord!"
"To ensure your safety, Lord Tiger Thunderstorm has prepared safe accommodations for our distinguished mixed-race guests. Please follow me."
A feeling never before surged through the hearts of Xiaomi, Katie, Page, Old Tang, and Garfield.
They clearly sensed the change in the gazes of the people around them, and also felt the profound respect from the tiger guards.
They had never felt such respect since birth.
His eyes welled up slightly, but there were still many Star Clan members around him who were kept in the dark. He could only suppress his excitement and solemnly step forward and nod: "Thank you for your trouble."
Those true Star Clan members in the group were momentarily stunned when they heard their leader was really going to go with the Tiger Guards. But the next instant, they realized, could this be what their leader meant by "the most dangerous place is the safest place"?
Wonderful!
Though nervous, he was filled with barely suppressed excitement. If he could just sneak into the mixed-blood quarters arranged by the Beast Territory, wouldn't he be able to hunt down the mixed-bloods undetected, skin them, and take their bodies?
As long as one's hands and feet are clean, even the Beast God probably wouldn't be able to tell that a different body has already been created beneath the skin!
Wonderful! Wonderful!
Thinking of this, the Star Clan felt an urgent urge, looking at their leader's back with admiration and deep emotion: This leader's abilities are in no way inferior to Saint Varna's!
But they were not without their worries. Could it be that the Beast God, who was watching everything, had actually seen through their disguise and that this was all just a scheme?
Logically speaking, no.
By donning the hybrid skin, one can walk beneath the sun and moon, unaffected by its light. Even the sun and moon cannot see through the disguise beneath; how could a beast god possibly discern it?
Only StarClan members themselves, by virtue of their unique aura, can recognize each other.
Thinking of this, they felt somewhat relieved.
Immediately, another question arose: Weren't those two poor souls who were blown up traitors? How could traitors be executed by the Beast God?
This is wrong!
Did the Beast God not know they were traitors? Or... were they actually not traitors, but were framed?
The Star Clan shook their heads repeatedly. They possessed all the worst traits and flaws of humanity: they refused to admit their stupidity.
Even if those two guys were truly wronged, they would never admit that they misjudged the situation.
Just then, Garfield, the leader, turned around. He seemed to have already seen through everyone's guesses, and said softly, "Not killing them... is not enough to appease public anger."
With just one sentence, all the doubts in the hearts of the Star Clan vanished instantly.
Right!
The "hybrid" publicly exposed the "Star Clan" identities of the two traitors, causing such a huge uproar that the Tiger Guards and hundreds of civilians witnessed it all! Even if the Beast God wanted to protect the traitors, it would be impossible.
Killing is not enough to appease the public anger.
The Star Clan looked at Garfield's relaxed figure with starry eyes.
Therefore, the great leader used the Beast God's "sword" to execute those two damned traitors!
"Leader, you are great!"
They praised it sincerely.
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Outside the White Serpent VIP Restaurant, two large circles of beastmen guards surrounded the area, providing impenetrable protection to prevent a sneak attack from the Star Clan.
More than sixty mixed-race individuals have already checked into the restaurant. They all appear reserved and worried about the future. Having answered the Beast God's call to attend the Alliance Conference, is it a good or bad omen?
After all, on this continent, mixed-race people have always been "prey" in the eyes of various races, and their survival is as precarious as walking on thin ice, for fear of their identities being exposed.
Entering the Beast Territory as "hybrids" has already taken them a lot of courage.
Seeing the heavy guards outside, the mixed-race people's faces were filled with worry, and some even felt regret.
"The orcs have always looked down on us. Would they really be sincere in forming an alliance?"
"I really can't understand it. What good would it do them to form an alliance with us, who are so weak?"
"Could it be... a trap all along?"
"Don't overthink it! This is the Beast God's will. Even if you don't believe in the beast race, how could you not believe in the Beast God?"
Just as the mixed-race individuals were encouraging each other, the outer guards separated. Led by Tiger Guard, Garfield and his group of several dozen people filed in.
"This is the accommodation that the Beast Territory has carefully arranged for you. If you have any needs, please ask the manager, Ms. White Snake, and we will do our best to meet them."
"Please rest well, everyone. The Alliance Conference will officially begin at 3:45 noon. I will then lead you to the venue."
“Okay.” Garfield nodded to the Tiger Guards and watched them leave. His gaze swept over the guards who had regrouped on the outer edge, then fell back on the group of mixed-race people who had already arrived in the restaurant, each with a different expression.