Lin Yuan's Slave Plan! Nine Clans Elimination Game, a Forbidden Spell from the Abyss!

"Your Excellency... are you talking about, Your Excellency Lin Yuan?"

In the communication channel, the young Longxiang Army officer had an expression of absolute, natural reverence on his face.

"Besides Your Excellency Lin Yuan, who else could do it?"

"..."

General Barton opened his mouth, but couldn't say a single word.

He felt as if his throat had been tightly gripped by an invisible giant hand.

Lin Yuan!

It was Lin Yuan again!

The man who had slashed the heavens punishment with one sword and judged the Commander of the White Eagle Country!

Now...

He had split open a Star Fortress with another sword?!

Is this... is he even human?!

"General... we..." The adjutant beside him was trembling.

"Celebratory banquet... yes, celebratory banquet!"

General Barton snapped back to reality, his rugged face forcing a smile that looked even worse than crying.

"Tell our friends in the Longxiang Army that we, the Aegis Legion, are here to congratulate them! Yes! To congratulate them!"

Right now, he just wanted to figure out what the hell had happened here!

...

Half an hour later.

In the central plaza of Black Stone Pass, which had been temporarily converted into a celebratory banquet hall, it was bustling with noise and excitement.

Countless soldiers of the Longxiang Army raised their glasses, singing loudly to celebrate this unprecedented great victory.

General Barton and the late-arriving General Vladimir were seated at the main table.

Their faces wore professional smiles.

But deep in their eyes, they hid surging waves that could not be concealed.

They had already learned the entire course of the battle from Qin Pojun.

Breaking the pass with a single sword.

Crushing a King with bare hands.

The entire process had been smooth and clean.

After listening, General Barton immediately swapped the strong liquor in his cup for plain water.

He was afraid that if he drank too much and said the wrong thing, he would also be crushed by that Excellency.

As for Vladimir, the hand holding his wine glass had not trembled once from start to finish.

But only he knew that his back was already soaked with cold sweat.

He was fortunate that he hadn't tried to be clever and waited for both sides to be crippled before arriving.

Otherwise, he might not be attending a celebratory banquet now, but rather being laid out on the banquet table.

At the center of the banquet.

Lin Yuan sat alone at a table, with only a cup of clear water in front of him.

He seemed deaf to the noise and awe around him.

Avrora sat not far away like a curious baby, looking at Lin Yuan one moment and then secretly sizing up the imposing generals the next.

Agatha stood straight behind Lin Yuan, like the most loyal guard, fulfilling the duty she had assigned to herself.

"Ahem..."

After three rounds of drinks, Qin Pojun stood up, and the hall went quiet instantly.

"Everyone, this great victory relies entirely on the Divine Might of Your Excellency Lin Yuan!"

"However, we must not forget that the war is not over yet!"

His gaze swept across the room and finally landed on the Blackstone Clan prisoners who were temporarily detained at the edge of the plaza, imprisoned by energy shields.

"How should these prisoners be dealt with?"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere became heavy.

"Kill them!"

General Barton was the first to stand up, his flushed face filled with Evil Qi.

"Those who are not of our race must have different intentions!"

"Keeping these rock lumps is a disaster! They must all be killed to prevent future trouble!"

His words resonated with many generals.

On the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, the blood feud was deep; kindness to aliens was cruelty to one's own kind.

"I agree with General Barton's view."

Vladimir also put down his wine glass, his voice cold, "To cut the weeds, one must remove the roots."

For a moment, the hall was filled with Killing Intent.

Everyone looked at Lin Yuan, waiting for his final Judgment.

Just then.

Lin Yuan finally lifted his eyelids.

He glanced at the Blackstone Clan prisoners, whose eyes were filled with Fear and hatred, and spoke indifferently.

"Kill them?"

Just two words made the Killing Intent in the room stall.

Everyone held their breath.

Then, they heard a sentence that shattered their worldview once again.

"Too wasteful."

"..."

"..."

The entire hall was deathly silent.

Wasteful?

Killing these aliens is a waste?

What kind of logic is that?

Barton and Vladimir were both stunned; they completely failed to understand Lin Yuan's train of thought.

The corners of Qin Pojun's mouth twitched wildly.

As expected of Your Excellency!

Even the angle from which he considers problems is so... unique!

"You... Your Excellency, what do you mean?"

Qin Pojun asked cautiously.

"A group of natural meat shields and laborers, isn't it a pity to just kill them?"

Lin Yuan's voice held no emotion.

"Let them scout the path, trip minefields, act as cannon fodder, and mine ore."

"Isn't that more valuable than just killing them?"

Boom!!!

This sentence was like a black lightning bolt, striking the minds of everyone present!

Enslave them!

Use these stubborn and vicious Blackstone Clan members as cannon fodder and slaves?!

This idea was too crazy!

Too... ruthless!

"But... Your Excellency!" General Barton couldn't help but speak up, "These rock men would rather die than submit! We simply cannot control them! Forcing them into slavery will only provoke more fierce resistance!"

"That's right, Your Excellency." Vladimir also frowned, "The Mental Energy of the Blackstone Clan is extremely resilient; any mental control method has little effect on them."

Control?

A cold, playful arc curled at the corners of Lin Yuan's mouth.

He stood up slowly.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands, he walked toward the prison area.

"Who said I wanted to control them?"

His voice was very soft.

Yet it made everyone who heard it feel an inexplicable palpitation.

"I just need them to be obedient."

"Trust is never a necessity."

...

The banquet stopped.

All the music, all the laughter, ceased the moment Lin Yuan stood up.

Tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Human Alliance just stared blankly.

Watching that young figure walk step by step toward the prison cage shrouded in energy shields.

His pace was not fast.

Yet it felt like he was stepping on everyone's heart.

"What... what is he going to do?"

General Barton swallowed subconsciously, feeling his mouth go dry.

"I don't know."

Vladimir's eyes flashed with solemnity and inquiry, "But, it is definitely not some... gentle method."

Qin Pojun and Agatha looked at each other and saw a hint of realization in each other's eyes.

They had already vaguely guessed something.

But, precisely because they had guessed it, they felt even more shocked.

Avrora followed closely behind her sister, her little hand clutching her sister's hem, her ice-blue eyes full of curiosity and nervousness.

...

Inside the prison.

Thousands of Blackstone Clan warriors, though captured, still had flames of defiance burning in their eyes.

They looked at the human walking slowly toward them, their eyes filled with bone-deep hatred.

It was this man!

Who destroyed their home!

Who killed their King!

"Human! If you have the guts, kill us!"

An exceptionally burly Blackstone Clan warrior, clearly a leader-level figure, let out a roar.

"The Blackstone Clan will never be slaves!"

"Never be slaves!!!"

His roar drew the angry shouts of all his clansmen, the sound shaking the heavens, filled with a will that would rather die than submit.

However.

Lin Yuan didn't even glance at them.

He just walked to the energy shield and stopped.

Then.

He slowly raised his right hand.

Hum—

A ball of energy, pitch-black like ink, as if it could swallow all light, condensed quietly in his palm.

Within that ball of energy, countless runes, more complex than stars and weirder than the abyss, flickered in and out of existence.

An Aura that could not be described in words, filled with evil, ancient, and ominous energy, erupted and spread!

At that moment!

The temperature of the entire plaza seemed to drop by dozens of degrees!

Everyone's Soul felt a tremor originating from instinct!

"What... what is this power?!"

General Barton's eyes were about to pop out; he felt as if his Soul was about to be sucked into that ball of black energy!

Agatha's face also turned deathly pale for the first time.

Her brain, known as the "mobile database," was running frantically, but she couldn't find any information related to this power!

This power did not belong to this world!

It came from... a deeper, darker dimension!

Just as everyone was horrified, Lin Yuan spoke.

His voice was not loud.

Yet it seemed to carry a certain magic of "speaking the law," echoing clearly in the depths of every creature's Soul.

Whether human or Blackstone Clan.

"From today on, you are my slaves."

"This curse is called 'Bloodline Chain'."

"If anyone has two hearts..."

Lin Yuan's voice paused.

His calm eyes swept over the Blackstone Clan members who were still roaring.

Then, he spat out the last half-sentence that left the whole world speechless.

"...The entire clan shall turn to dust."

The moment the words fell.

The black energy in his palm exploded!

It turned into billions of black threads, invisible to the naked eye, ignoring the barrier of the energy shield, and instantly drilled into the bodies of every Blackstone Clan warrior!

"Ahhh—!!!"

Piercing screams rang through the sky!

All the Blackstone Clan warriors fell to the ground in pain, their bodies twitching violently!

They felt that a most vicious and terrifying brand had been planted in their Souls and Bloodlines!

"Don't even think about it! I, Gluk, will never submit to a devil like you, even if I die!"

The leader of the Blackstone Clan struggled to stand up, his eyes filled with crazy determination!

He wanted to self-destruct!

Using his own life to defend the dignity of the Blackstone Clan!

However.

Lin Yuan just glanced at him indifferently.

Then.

Snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snap."

A soft sound.

"Puff—!"

The Blackstone Clan leader named Gluk saw his crazy expression freeze instantly.

The next second.

His body, like a balloon blown to its limit, exploded suddenly without warning!

Turning into a mixture of flesh and gravel!

But this was not the end!

"Puff!" "Puff!" "Puff!"...

The moment Gluk exploded.

Around him, more than a dozen Blackstone Clan warriors with similar Bloodlines followed in his footsteps as if triggering a chain reaction!

Their bodies exploded one after another, following Gluk's fate!

In screams of terror and despair, they exploded into mists of blood!

The scene...

It was like a bloody and bizarre...

Nine-Clan Elimination!

"..."

Silence.

On the plaza, you could hear a pin drop.

Whether it was the human soldiers or the remaining Blackstone Clan prisoners, they all stared blankly at the open space stained red with blood.

On their faces, only one expression remained.

Extreme, bone-deep Fear!

The remaining thousands of Blackstone Clan warriors no longer dared to stand.

They all knelt on the ground, their huge bodies trembling violently due to uncontrollable Fear.

They smashed their hard heads tightly and deeply into the cold metal ground!

Daring not to lift them even a fraction!

What dignity, what honor, what refusing to submit until death...

In the face of such absolute Fear that could instantly exterminate the entire clan, it all seemed so pale, so ridiculous!

Lin Yuan withdrew his hand.

He turned around, looking at the faces behind him, twisted by horror.

Looking at Barton's pale face.

Looking at Vladimir's trembling fingertips.

Looking at Agatha's complex gaze.

And... Avrora, who was hiding behind her sister, her little face pale with fright, yet still unable to stop secretly peeking at him.

He was expressionless, as if he had just done a trivial thing.

"Alright."

"Now, they are obedient."