Alternate Space.
Blood-colored Church border.
In the twilight-shrouded border town, a swarm of bats flapped together, gradually forming a petite figure.
Lilith staggered, clutching the mottled wall, her face deathly pale, her small body trembling nonstop.
This Totem Level Blood Ancestor who had once dominated the world, now looked utterly disheveled!
"Damn it…"
After the last Divine Secret Realm ended.
Her strength had dropped to Monarch Tier Five.
Somehow, this news was discovered by a group of Blood Princes at Monarch Peak.
For Blood Ancestors, strength is everything.
Her decline in power was an open invitation for the Blood Race.
If they killed her, one of them could become the next Blood Ancestor.
With temptation like that, every Blood Prince at Monarch Peak actually joined forces to siege her.
If she hadn't been a Totem Level once, she would've died in that bloody battle.
But even so...
Just to escape, she'd nearly drained all the energy from her body.
