My Descendants Are My Power

Powerful, insane!

On the screen, Ethan kept up with the footage of the giant rock Clark tribe, accelerating as he went.

Even with preparation, Ethan's heart was tense.

This battle was unlike any he had faced with Blackwood before.

This time, facing the giant rock Clark tribe was a racial war, and the tribe had played all their cards, with numerous people involved.

The people of Blackwood had never fought with the Druids before.

He was getting ready.

Fortunately, all the descendants of Blackwood scattered abroad were also preparing!

Ethan watched the screens of each descendant one by one.

[Cloudview County City, Jones]

Refugees continuously poured into the county city, seeking shelter at the Duke's Mansion.

Atop the roof of her house, Jessica watched all this with a pained expression.

The gates of Jones were tightly shut.

Soon after, a Daoist figure came from the outskirts of the Duke's Mansion.

They even brought... Edward, Betty, and Joseph's family!

The men in black bowed to Jessica, "Miss Jessica, your servants have completed the mission and brought back young master Edward and Miss Betty."

They ignored the confusion of Edward's family.

Jessica whispered, "Go back."

She glanced at Edward's family and smiled, "Wait a moment, your aunt will take you home."

Then, she slowly walked into the grand hall of Jones, glanced at Jack lying disheveled on the bed, surrounded by several beauties, no longer taking his duties seriously, her expression complex, "Husband, I am leaving."

"Go away, where you go has nothing to do with me. Do you really think you're something special?"

Jack was no longer the obedient fool he used to be.

Jones's influence in the county city was growing, and he was now the head of the family, even able to attract beauties more beautiful than Jessica!

He had everything he wanted, and he was tired of it.

"Alright."

Jessica took a deep breath, closed the door, and as she listened to the laughter of the women inside, the last bit of fondness in her eyes disappeared, and she turned away.

The elders of Jones gathered together, and one elder brought a child to Jessica.

It was a child born with deformities, a result of Jack's past misdeeds, which led to Jessica being kidnapped after being impregnated, fortunately with the help of an ancestor, but the child had been tainted by psychic powers.

The child's legs were weak and powerless, he reached out his hands towards Jessica and laughed adorably.

"Good child, follow your mother back to her parental home, let's rebuild a stronger, more prosperous Jones, and cure your illness, shall we?"

Jessica's eyes were full of love.

The child laughed joyfully.

Jessica's gaze turned cold, she didn't even glance at the bowing elders of Jones, she slowly walked forward, leaving only her icy voice behind, "Did you hear that? My child said he will bring a better future for Jones."

"Yes."

The many elders nodded slightly and entered Jack's room.

Moments later, the blood-stained elders of Jones, along with many servants, joined Jessica and her child on the ability vessel, heading towards Blackwood.

On the ability vessel, Edward's family was so happy.

Joseph looked at his great-grandmother holding the baby, he swallowed, "Dad, you never told me that the Lisa in the county city was my great-grandmother..."

Edward and his wife ignored their child's words.

They had understood everything, and looked deeply towards the direction of the Duke's Mansion, sighing deeply.

[Swamp Jungle]

Larry, dressed like a druid with strange inscriptions all over his body, looked even more like one.

Beside him, Julian's wife Mary wore heavy armor.

The two of them, each sitting atop a demon king—a massive white eagle and an enormous crocodile!

"Belonging to Swamp Jungle, follow me back to Blackwood!"

Behind them, countless exotic beasts boiled with excitement, following the path of the Swamp King!

...

[Black Tortoise]

Justin, with a turtle shell on his back, held Cards in his hands.

"Forebearer, aid me, for I must assassinate the priest."

He had just left Black Tortoise.

Justin was stunned.

He saw his brother, Jeffrey.

The handsome and charming Jeffrey, also holding a Psychic Position, followed by a group of... beauties?

"Big brother!"

Jeffrey was thrilled, "I've brought my beloved friends home to help!"

Justin glanced at the turtle shell on his back, then at the thirty-six beauties behind Jeffrey, at least two of whom had Developing Skills, his expression somewhat sour.

While discussing their experiences over the years, he prepared to face this family crisis.

Justin occasionally glanced again at the beautiful women behind Jeffrey.

He suddenly remembered his life's constant pursuit of thrills, repeatedly flirting with life and death.

Then he sighed deeply in melancholy.

"What have I been wasting my life on?"

...

In a tomb.

George, holding two mummies, was chased out by a group of ghosts.

In his mind, a group of old men were shouting.

"George, why run? Fight them!"

"Why the hurry? Didn't you used to not leave until you'd scavenged everything?"

"Finally remembered to go back to Azure Cloud Pavilion, huh?"

Not a chance!

George gritted his teeth, continued to hold the two mummies, and took to the air.

He could feel the Forebearer Psychic Position in his arms flashing!

The Forebearer was summoning!

"Esteemed ancestors, you must help me this time, or my house will be torn down!"

As he moved forward.

Behind him... the original twenty-three old men turned into...

Thirty-two!

...

Across Cloudview County, the fourth generation, like him, were returning to Blackwood.

Beside them, every Forebearer Psychic Position lit up.

They brought with them all the power they had amassed over the years!

...

Sky Sect.

With the Forebearer Psychic Position floating beside him, the once disheveled Marcus had now shaved and redressed, just like when he first came to Sky Sect as a young man.

He stood at the highest point of Sky Sect, looking down at the mountain base where many external Psychics came to assist, and Sky Sect's disciples used a magical formation to protect them from the strange miasma outside the sect's gates.

Marcus's eyes shone with a golden light.

Suddenly, a Daoist from the netherworld appeared behind him, sighing, "Marcus, as the master of Sky Sect during the druid invasion, do you really need to return to Blackwood?"

"First and foremost, I am a son of my family, then a sect master."

Marcus smiled, "This great calamity, I will not take the sect's disciples, but the Sky Temple..."

The Daoist shook his head and smiled.

"Sky Sect has friends to protect it, no one will dare to disturb it for a while, you may take the Sky Temple."

"Thank you, master!"

Marcus smiled slightly, leaped up.

Nine fire lotuses surrounded him.

At that moment, everyone in Sky Sect looked up, above the sect, a space dark yet filled with stars, followed Marcus as he departed!

His expression was serene.

"Forebearer, this time, your son will fight on the front lines!"

...

On the great road to Blackwood.

A group of eight walked.

The one in front, bare-chested, carrying a blood-red greatsword, extremely handsome, his body covered in mysterious runes.

The five men and two women behind him, all robust, wearing heavy armor, shook the ground as they moved.

Where they passed, clouds gathered and dark mist swirled.

Behind them.

Lay headless bodies of druid people, they tread through blood.

Beside the third generation of Blackwood, each had a Psychic Position floating.

They moved in silence, but their murderous aura grew heavier.

Suddenly, a group of druids appeared ahead, their eyes shining red.

Thomas's lips parted widely.

"Take their heads home, as an offering to the Forebearer!"

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