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Chapter 933 - 933 479 Film Emperor Daxi (4100)

Chapter 933: 479 Film Emperor Daxi (4100) Chapter 933: 479 Film Emperor Daxi (4100) Indeed, the High Order Blood Clan within the slumbering Blood Nest did not disappoint Casio. They found themselves in a dilemma, facing the immense threat of the Beetle Tide. With Casio watching intently from the sidelines, any move from him could inflict unsustainable losses on the dormant Blood Nest.

Therefore, weighing the pros and cons, the only option for the Blood Clan was to satisfy Casio’s demands.

Of course, this satisfaction wasn’t without limits, there was a bottom line. The dormant Blood Nest was of great significance to the High Order Blood Clan. The dense ancient rituals around it, combined with the core, allowed the slow production of Blood of Immortality within the Blood Nest. The Blood of Immortality enabled the High Order Blood Clan to maintain their slumber, gradually nourishing their strength, and it was their ultimate Hidden Card.

Over hundreds or even thousands of years, the dormant Blood Nest had accumulated a substantial amount of the Blood of Immortality. Some of it had been absorbed by the slumbering High Order Blood Clan, and the rest had become part of the foundation. A certain amount of Blood of Immortality was required to maintain its intended effect within the Blood Nest. If they lost half, the Blood Nest wouldn’t be able to sustain the energy needed by so many High Order Blood Clan members during their slumber. Its nourishing effect would decrease significantly.

Generally speaking, at least three-quarters of the Blood of Immortality needed to be preserved in the dormant Blood Nest to maintain the original nourishing effect. Achieving a balance or even a surplus would allow the entire Blood Nest to replenish its foundation.

So, the bottom line for the dormant Blood Nest was one quarter of the Blood of Immortality.

In such an environment, overwhelmed by the sweeping Insect Tide, both parties openly began to haggle. One side was protected by the Blood Nest; the other, an individual with extreme strength, who could even withstand the Flood-like onslaught of the Insect Tide without taking a single step back.

In the gray and white Cave, the entire Cave Wall vibrated, the sounds of countless Beetles climbing, the clash between the Insect Tide and the Blood Nest. All these chaotic noises mixed together, nearly enough to burst someone’s eardrums.

Under these circumstances, Casio made a bold demand.

At first, he shockingly asked for half of the Blood of Immortality from the dormant Blood Nest as the price for him not to take action and leave swiftly.

This request, undoubtedly, enraged the High Order Blood Clan.

Half of the Blood of Immortality was enough to coalesce a divine Blood Bat! They would rather engage in direct combat now and use the strength of the divine Blood Bat to either kill or severely injure Casio. Without question, they would never agree.

Of course, Casio didn’t expect them to agree. He was merely asking for an exorbitant price to see what he could get. If they were foolish enough to simply nod in agreement, Casio would surely scorn them internally while happily taking away half of the Blood of Immortality, basking in the afterglow of his feast.

Negotiation required give-and-take, which was not Casio’s forte.

But the advantage was on his side, and so was the time.

An unprecedented Beetle Tide continued to slam into the dormant Blood Nest relentlessly, depleting the Blood Nest’s strength and foundation. With Casio threateningly looking on, the High Order Blood Clan was in a delicate situation, not daring to go all out against the Insect Tide. Thus, it was the Blood Nest that was desperately anxious, grinding their teeth in wait, able to make a swift decision only within a short time.

He thought this way and pressured in an orderly manner accordingly.

As Casio expected, the High Order Blood Clan of the Blood Nest reached a compromise. They offered their highest price, one quarter of the Blood of Immortality from the bottom of the Blood Nest. After stating their price, they emphasized repeatedly that this was their final offer, the ultimate bottom line. Otherwise, they would rather both sides be destroyed.

The dormant Blood Nest, even at the cost of losing half of its foundation and significant casualties among the High Order Blood Clan, would use the power of the divine Blood Bat to exact an unbearable price from Casio. A self-destruction of an equal-level master, surely something for any opponent to weigh carefully. Essentially, the Blood Nest was offering its final measure of sincerity.

Amid the Beetle Tide, Casio contemplated and finally accepted the counteroffer. Actually, he still wanted to take further advantage, such as forcing the dormant Blood Nest to throw out a few High Order Blood Clan members for him to crush as a snack.

But, these Blood Clan members were united as one, resolutely prepared to face death and resist the foreign invasion, the formidable enemy, with an iron-blooded Cohesion. They likely weren’t easy to manipulate at will and couldn’t just be looted and pillaged recklessly.

Casio felt a touch of regret about this. On reflection, he had a startling realization. The current situation made him feel like he was the unscrupulous villain acting willfully and the other party was the victim forced to accept harsh terms. The moment felt bizarre.

But soon, Casio reversed his perspective again.

Survival of the fittest, the victor is king. With Strength in hand, everything is justifiable. Although he wielded extreme violence, he didn’t use it on the vulnerable humans at the bottom of the hierarchy. He enjoyed using his power to brutally torment and beat down those powerful demons. Those who, in the eyes of ordinary humans, are villains and monsters.

Not for some sanctimonious reason like supporting the weak against the strong or maintaining justice. Simply, Casio enjoyed the thrill of defeating those strong adversaries, those monsters, those demons. Only when the Enemy was strong enough did defeating them bring a sense of achievement and pleasure.

If it were just a bunch of misfits, there would be no satisfaction in their defeat.

Thinking this way, Casio did not have any mental barriers whatsoever. He even more forcefully coerced the High Order Blood Clan within the Blood Nest to hand over the Blood of Immortality faster. Otherwise, they shouldn’t blame him for attacking the Blood Nest himself.