After crossing the space, Minos ca across an area south of the Continent of Beasts, near the territory of the Nine-Tailed Fox Tribe, as well as several smaller tribes limited to the 9th stage.
Upon arriving in this area, Minos wasted no ti in visiting his friends and acquaintances. He went straight to where the Gorgons lived, where he could feel the negative spiritual vibration of those beings.
He flew around the area for less than five minutes until he reached a point where he could see the territory of one of the most feared tribes on the continent.
Few had the courage to enter this territory, and even dragons would think twice before coming to this place.
But the reasons were obvious. As soon as he arrived, Minos saw many rocks of various shapes, with human forms, foxes, snakes, birds, and many other physical types known to the Spiritual World.
These were obviously the victims of mbers of the Gorgon Tribe who had dared to co to this area at so point in the past and ended up fighting against the rulers of the area.
The Gorgons had a habit of guarding the petrified bodies of their targets, so hundreds of such statues could be seen around the core of this tribe's territory.
Ignoring those statues, which would frighten an ordinary level 90 Demigod, Minos walked along the path surrounded by many of those statues, where he would soon reach the core of the tribe, where the first beings of the race would stop him.
Along the way, he would see that the statues around him would beco more special and powerful, or rather, of more influential races and stronger cultivators, as he approached the core of the tribe.
The Gorgons were very proud of the enemies they defeated, so the strongest enemies defeated by this tribe were displayed like trophies.
Minos laughed negatively at this, seeing this race had functioned in more or less the sa way since the ti of Henricus Longus.
anwhile, he knew that he was being watched by more and more powerful beings, who were very cautious because they had already recognized who this newcor was.
Minos' face was already known to all the Demigods and most of the Spiritual Sages of this world. This was especially true for the tribe mbers that had lost so many mbers to him in the past decade.
The Gorgon tribe had lost more than half of its Demigods to Minos since he first ca to these lands. In addition to losing almost all of their mid-level Demigods, the tribe had also lost their leader, who had been murdered in his na.
The mbers of this tribe hated Minos deeply, and even the Spiritual Kings of this race would have been able to identify him.
As soon as he started walking along the rocky path, several Gorgons began to watch him while others inford the current elders of the tribe of his presence.
Thus, before Minos reached the place where the mbers of this dreaded tribe lived, the mid-level Demigods who had remained in that place appeared in his path.
Along with them, the low-level Demigods positioned themselves on the outskirts, each of them, from the weakest to the strongest, showing their brightly glowing eyes, ready to attack Minos at any mont.
"Minos Stuart, what are you doing here?" The strongest elder at the mont, a level 95 woman, shouted, glaring at the emperor as her face twisted into a hateful expression.
Minos looked into the woman's eyes, unafraid of being turned to stone. "You are not so naive as to think that the death of your leader has settled our differences, are you? You have persecuted repeatedly and even tried to attack the core of my state. This whole story can't end with what happened before!"
"Minos, your companions have settled this matter with us. Or do you want to disregard the decisions of the Pantheon of Honor?" This woman said while the others remained silent, fearing what might happen there.
As prepared as they were to attack him and fight for their lives, they were not confident. Knowing that Minos had a fusion that allowed him to fight beings as strong as the strongest ones there when he was 4 or 5 levels weaker, these creatures knew that he could kill many of them if not all of them.
Minos mischievously laughed when he heard that. "I'm a mber of the Pantheon of Honor, but that doesn't an I have to accept everything they decide. Our problem is over from the Temple's point of view, and the organization's mbers won't try to act against you because of our old problems. But that doesn't an I won't see this through to the end!"
"Are you here to kill us?" The level 95 woman, who already knew that Minos had recently killed King Veora, asked, imagining this was his motivation.
Minos closed his eyes and then snapped his fingers simultaneously with the activation of his 10th technique.
The mont he did so, all those Gorgons felt their powers slip from their control, temporarily losing the ability to fire attacks at Minos.
They felt the energy in his eyes dissipate as if it were nothing and understood why he ca to this place alone and looked them in the eye without fear.
He was so powerful that he could deal with this whole tribe on his own without taking any great risks!
Minos said. "That is one possibility. But I'll give you a way out, Gorgons. We are at a delicate mont. We will soon face terrible enemies, and perhaps many of you will die in the war of the worlds.
Then, I will give you a chance to pay for your persecution of in the war of the worlds. Bend your knees and accept as your new leader! Co with to the Black Plain Empire and give your strength to fight the aliens.
Those of you who survive this war will be free to reclaim your freedoms after the situation in the Spiritual World is resolved!"
Minos was no fool. Killing these won now would really be a waste since they might die in less than 20 years. So, instead of further weakening the forces of his world, Emperor Stuart wanted to use these won to his advantage.
Several of them would die in the coming war, and those who survived would be too dependent on him to take advantage of this promised freedom.
At that point, if he won the war, he would have another race to add to his state for the post-war period!
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