Chapter 1455 Stokar

"Those wastes are just some bodies that escaped from the abyss, and their consciousness has long been wiped out."

"Why not use the flesh and blood of those wastes to make me powerful?"

The monster let out a low roar, and the bloodthirsty light in its eyes became more intense.

In this current period, compared with the ancient times, the level of power is much different.

Just being at the strong level is enough to run rampant.

I think back then, in the ancient times, there were several peak experts in this world.

It's just the strength of the strongman level, the power that needs to be feared, and there are many more.

But now.

Just like this dwarf guy in front of me.

After lurking around this monster for the past few days, I found out that this guy was the old patriarch of the dwarves.

However, it only has the peak strength of the hero level.

In ancient times, this was simply impossible.

It's just a pity that those guys in ancient times were indeed unparalleled.

But compared to the lifespan of the Nightmare Clan, it's still far behind.

The lifespan of the Nightmare Clan is many times longer than that of the Dragon Clan, and those with long lifespans can even survive for tens of thousands of years.

None of the guys who sealed off the Nightmare Clan back then are still alive today.

Although the group of strong men who had fought against the Nightmare Clan seemed to have kept the matter of sealing down the Nightmare Demons as a secret of their own clan.

But in terms of strength, it is really far behind.

"They are indeed a group of monsters without emotions and unworthy of sympathy."

"Although my strength is far less powerful than that of my ancestors, even if I risk my life, I will definitely stop you from continuing to kill."

The old patriarch looked at the monster in front of him and said firmly.

The Nightmare tribe feeds on flesh and blood to increase their strength. They are cruel and devoid of emotions. They can be said to be the enemies of all races.

Just by looking at this monster, you can tell that it can devour its own people without any burden.

This is a race born for killing and destruction.

Therefore, the strong men who sealed off the Nightmare Clan back then included almost every race in the Northern Mountains.

"You? Stop me?"

The monster glanced at the old patriarch, with a hint of joking on his face.

"Then come and give it a try. Don't worry, you are just the beginning. There are many more races I am looking for!"

A strong man, when faced with the lofty words of a peak hero, would not feel any emotion at all.

I even wanted to laugh a little.

Not to mention a race like the Nightmare that lives by killing.

When it comes to combat prowess, nightmares are among the best among all races.

Even compared with the Dragon Clan, it is not inferior by half.

When all the monsters heard the words of the old patriarch, their faces were full of mockery.

"However, in order to reward your courage, I will tell you my name."

"Although you are going to die soon, you still remember it."

"My name is Stokar."

The monster said slowly with a mocking tone.

"Stokkar, I know this name. Translated in the language of the Nightmare clan, it means Demon King."

A trace of ridicule appeared on the old patriarch's face.

It must be a mockery of the name.

"I didn't expect you to understand the language of the Nightmare Clan. Yes, the meaning of this name is indeed the Demon King."