Silence.
For the powerful beings of the demon race, surrender is an extremely painful act. As long as there is even a sliver of chance, they would never surrender but fight the enemy with all their might and bloodshed.
But now, the Imperial Heaven has fallen, allies have scattered and fled, and there is no chance of victory.
Only by begging for mercy might there be a faint chance of survival.
"Send the order, exterminate the tribe!"
In the Immortal City, Qin Wudao looked at Bai Ze pleading for mercy, glanced at the countless demon races living in the Northern Emperor Dao State, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he ordered coldly.
Exterminate the tribe!
As soon as these two words were spoken.
Cao Cao, Yu Qian, Bai Qi, Lv Bu, Emperor Jiang, Sword Emperor, and others had sharp murderous intent in their eyes, causing the temperature of the surrounding sky and earth to suddenly drop.
Countless human warriors had blood-red eyes, emanating a light of slaughter.
