Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 574 They are warriors

The leader of all beasts was enraged.

"I don't accept this! What kind of hybrid-beast alliance is this? Why are beastmen ranked after hybrids?"

"Hybrids are nothing but bastards born from foolish beasts bewitched by humans. They are born lowly, so why should we form an alliance with them?"

"We won't do something that would lower our standards like that!"

"Yes, we won't do it!"

Hearing the clamor of protests outside the lord's mansion, the three mixed-bloods who had followed Tiger Alpha back to the lord's mansion at Qin Youyou's command were all furious, their faces turning ashen and their chests heaving.

"Still stubborn and unyielding!"

"They probably don't even know how much the Star Clan has shattered this world?"

"Excluding us hybrids from both beastmen and humans is just a way to make it easier to torture us!"

Tigers and thunderstorms also cause headaches.

It is the Beast God's will to unite with the hybrids, and he will unconditionally obey all of the Beast God's instructions.

These days, he has gotten to know his three mixed-blood friends better and he has discovered that, apart from their different bloodlines, mixed-bloods are not as cowardly, weak, and spineless as the beastmen have always thought.

They are a race that struggles to survive between humans and beastmen. They strive to learn all the survival skills of humans, but they have beastmen blood flowing in their veins and possess the beastmen's indomitable spirit and tenacity.

The so-called lowliness is nothing more than a label forcibly attached to mixed-race people by the outside world, a means by which the Star Clan subtly divides the various races on the continent.

He stood up, patting his chest: "I will explain everything to my people. Only through unity, true unity, can we prevent the StarClan from taking advantage of our weakness and tearing us apart."

The mixed-race people shook their heads and smiled bitterly, saying it wasn't that simple.

The discord between the two races is definitely not something that Tiger Thunderstorm, a mere ridge lord, can smooth over and repair with just a few words.

Suddenly, Tiger Alpha strode in, his expression urgent: "Lord, some of the hyenas in the hyena clan have regained some of their senses, and they have revealed a shocking secret."

"what?"

Tiger Alpha's voice trembled:

"According to their recollections, some of the hyenas of the Hyena Clan were offered as tribute by Hyena King Wen Gang to the Temple of Holy Light and the Star Clan. They... forcibly imprisoned the transformed divine beast-level hyenas together with human men and women, stimulating their reproductive capacity and forcing them... just to breed more hybrids for their skinning and use."

"Skinning?" Tiger Thunderstorm's pupils trembled.

He knew long ago that life was not easy for mixed-race people on this continent. They were not accepted by humans, nor by beastmen. Because of their beautiful appearance, they were wanted by mysterious and powerful forces. As soon as their identities were exposed, they would be hunted by hunters who coveted the bounty.

They thought that the mixed-race people were sent to those mysterious forces just to provide amusement for certain high-ranking and lecherous individuals. They never expected that there would be such a thing as skinning them!

How utterly outrageous!

"Why only skin the mixed-race people? What use is that skin?"

Tiger Alpha glanced at the three mixed-race individuals beside him with a heavy heart, but still chose to reveal the cruel truth:

"Simply because the StarClan needs a physical form to disguise themselves as humans and walk across the continent."

"If a Beastman dies after transforming, they will revert to their Beast form, and their shed skin cannot contain the Star Clan's skeleton. The hybrid's skin has both a human form and is not as fragile as a human's. After death, it can maintain its human form and is extremely elastic, perfectly encasing the Star Clan's skeleton. Therefore..."

"what!"

Tiger Thunderstorm suddenly stood up.

The three mixed-race individuals also had a drastic change in expression.

I've always known that mixed-race people are hunted and enslaved all over the world.

Who would have thought that the Star Clan would do such a disgusting and despicable thing!

The three mixed-bloods felt a wave of fear. If they hadn't encountered the Beast God when they were trapped in the Cape Branch Palace, would they have also been offered as tribute to the Star Clan and had their skins peeled off?

Their bodies trembled uncontrollably with extreme rage: "Devils, these devils!"

One mixed-race woman was particularly emotional, covering her face and squatting down silently, her shoulders trembling violently, large tears dripping from between her fingers.

"StarClan, they all deserve to die!"

Tiger Thunderstorm remained stunned for a long time, the horrific images still swirling in his mind. He forced himself to calm down, his trembling hands clenching tightly as he asked in a low voice, "Is there any evidence for this?"

Tiger Alpha's eyes reddened, and he shook his head: "No, but we can look. The breeding base the Hyenas mentioned isn't in the Astral Plane; it's hidden somewhere on this continent, but if we try, we'll definitely find it!"

Tiger Thunderstorm took a deep breath, calming his violently turbulent emotions, and his gaze became extremely firm.

He made his decision, even if he lacked evidence and struggled to convince his subjects...

Suddenly, an ancient sound, like the tolling of a bell, rang in my mind.

It is the Beast God.

He said, “Tiger Thunderstorm, these are evidence of the suffering that mixed-race people have endured all along. This material is very bloody. Unless absolutely necessary, please respect the deceased and do not show it to others.”

A flash of light appeared before their eyes, and a crystal ball appeared in Tiger Thunderstorm's hand.

His hands trembled as he turned his back, not wanting the three mixed-race people to see him.

Then, the crystal ball was opened.

This contains some images of the celestial realm.

The boy, who was like a human and a sheep, was skinned alive, and blood flowed like a river.

Even in death, he cursed the monster and never begged for mercy.

What a stubborn and noble soul that refuses to bow its head!

His gaze was so firm and angry that not a trace of cowardice or submission appeared until his last breath.

That boy's spine was stronger than that of countless cowardly beastmen.

Besides the human-sheep boy, there's also the human-dog boy, the human-nightingale girl, the mermaid uncle...

Every mixed-race person is so indomitable, even unto death.

Even when the pain is so intense that veins bulge and fingernails break, they remain unyielding.

In their veins flows the same proud blood as the beastmen. Even if they are drained dry, with only the last drop remaining, their eyes still gleam with unrestrained mockery as they look at the despicable invaders, emitting a hoarse laugh from their throats.

Tiger - Thunderstorm Unknowingly, tears soaked my lapel.

He carefully put away the crystal ball and walked out step by step. Outside, there was a deafening roar of protest from the orcs.

Previously, he had felt a little resentful. Why should the weak hybrid race be ranked ahead of the beastmen in the hybrid-beastman alliance?

Now, he understands everything.

I understand the Beast God's good intentions.

See, even if all the hybrids in the world had died in misery, the StarClan could still force the Orcs and humans to continue creating hybrids, skinning them for their own use.

If it weren't for the fact that native hybrids on this continent had taken on more suffering for the beastmen, there would have been many more beastmen and humans captured, kept in captivity, oppressed, and subjected to a living hell by the Star Clan.

The hybrids bear the blood of the beastmen, and during the long millennia that the Star Clan remained hidden on the continent, they endured unimaginable suffering and sacrifice.

Placing this weathered name first requires no argument.

This is a matter of course to show respect.

Tiger Thunderstorm walked to the main gate of the lord's mansion and looked at the surging crowd outside.

He shouted loudly, "Half-bloods are warriors!"

"They are soldiers who are on the same front as us, charging at the forefront!"

"An indomitable warrior!"

"We beastmen owe them a great debt!"