Rebirth of Martial God

"Sir, why do you think this ghost race was seeking to carry out an attack against our fire source beast race?

Is it because there has been a long-established animosity going on between our race and theirs?"

the fire source beast asked for clarity.

"There's none to my knowledge.

We didn't hold any grudges against that race.

Luck wasn't on our side.

Perhaps we were too powerful back then; that's why he had fixed his sights on us.

He had journeyed around in search of some powerful races or remarkably dominant forces. If he's drawn to them, he will take measures to subdue and transform all existing members into his avatars.

The ghost race is known for being high and mighty. They are perceived as the most power-hungry creatures among all living things.

His biggest objective is to convert all powerful beings into his avatars to do his bidding.

The logic behind his advances on our fire source beast race was due to our solid strength. After he saw how tough we were, he made it his goal to turn all of us into an embodiment of himself,"

revealed the old man.

"That damn bastard!"

Unbridled anger fueled the fire source beast to curse in extreme anger after hearing the expl

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ut of hell and moved toward the direction of the twelve masters.

Soon, he arrived before them.

Meanwhile, the twelve leaders were busy fighting against the ghost race. Surprisingly, a man in white loomed before them from out of nowhere.

The eight young leaders kept on fighting and didn't pay him any notice at all.

However, the four old ones appeared shocked to see the man's unwelcome presence.

"You...

There's something familiar about..."

One of them seemed to recall something as he reached out and pointed at the man in white. With a shaky voice, he tried to speak up, but he couldn't finish his words.

"I remember it, too!

I have heard from the three Lords of Darkness as they talked about you before,"

blurted out another old leader.

Their statements also seemed to stimulate the other two's memory. They both stared at the man in white with frightened eyes; their bodies were trembling slightly in fear.

"Wherever the ghosts pass, everything will be wiped out!

It's you! You come from the ghost race!"

Finally, one of them shouted in a terrified voice.

"The ghost race!"

When the other three heard this, they all shuddered and took a few steps back in shock.