After Fishing For 10 Years, I Became A Saint Without Knowing How To Raise Beasts

In the moon god race, the person who had just spoken had also appeared when they had helped the human race.

This man's name was Prometheus.

Prometheus' armor had all sorts of insignias on it, which were displayed on a small screen on the armor. Although it looked exaggerated, Prometheus still looked reliable.

From Prometheus' words, it was clear that the moon god race was already quite tired of this war.

The moon god race could not continue to allow the Knights of the Round Table to keep this up. As a general, Prometheus could already see that if they did so, the moon god race would have a very tragic end.

In front of Prometheus was another person from the moon god race.

Hearing his words, the person was also very helpless, "My Lord, we do want to kill the members of the Knights of the Round Table, but because they all slew their own jinxes, they are demigod realm cultivators. We need a considerable force to kill a demigod."

"We need to know where they are in order to surround them with enough firepower to kill them. However, they are using guerilla tactics and are avoiding head-on confrontations with our forces."

The moon god race's losses were huge, and they had already lost 100 to 200 moons.

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On each moon, there are over 100 million moon god race members.

In other words, more than 10 billion moon god race members had already died in this battle.

Among them, the number of old, weak, women, and children was extremely large.

As such, this war was one that the moon god race could not forget or forgive.

Furthermore...

Right now, the remaining members of the moon god race were all anxious, wondering if and when their moon would be attacked.

Against demigods, even stationing Dao heart realm cultivators as guards was useless. Demigods represented the pinnacle of this world.

It was too difficult to kill a demigod. Even a fight between demigods would almost never result in the death of either party. A true battle to the death between demigods was a process that consumed a lot of time and effort.

Furthermore, to any demigod, starting a fight with another demigod opponent was the stupidest thing in the world.

General Prometheus' expression became even more serious.

"I'm curious though. How did those boorish people of the Knights of the Round Table know that they could kill their jinxes and seize their Dao hearts to become demigods?"

"If my memory serves me correctly, only a few people in our moon god race know about this, right?"

"Apart from you and me, there are still people from the other two factions, and only the seniors of our moon god race's Elder Council know about this. As such, those brutes of the Knights of the Round Table shouldn't have found out about this."

"Without this knowledge, this war would never have transpired. After all, guardians would never kill their jinxes under normal circumstances."

General Prometheus was speaking the truth.

If the Knights of the Round Table did not know this for certain, they would never have done it.

This was even more evil than killing one's own child to obtain power.

The Knights of the Round Table would never have thought of such a thing.

When the moon god race member heard his words, a look of panic appeared on his face.

He could not help but look around. After making sure that no one else was around, he lowered his voice and said to the general in front of him, who had a dissatisfied expression, "My Lord, please don't say such things in this situation."

"The elders are also in a mess because of this. The eight elders are now suspicious of each other, and everyone is speculating as to who revealed this clue to the Knights of the Round Table."

"Not to mention the monarch and the shrine factions…"

"There are a total of 100 people, and they are all under suspicion."

"If we talk about this now, it'll seem like we're fanning the flames."

This moon god race member was clearly very worried.

General Prometheus was disdainful, and his eyes were filled with dissatisfaction.

"I only know that this matter definitely has nothing to do with the two of us. The two of us have never left the moon god race. Of course, it's not the shrine or the monarch factions either, as they wouldn't leave our moons either."

"Anyway, that's just what I see now."

"Maybe the secret was leaked by the elders, since they leave the moons sometimes to look for all kinds of clues."

When the other party heard that, he was even more flustered and stammered, not knowing what to say.

General Prometheus was speechless.

"Alright, don't stammer anymore. Look at how timid you are. Do you still want to inherit my legacy in the future?"

"I've said it at the beginning. This war isn't truly a war between us and the Knights of the Round Table. This is an internal war. It's an internal division between our people. As such, based on the current situation, it wasn't us, the shrine, or the monarch factions, so it must have been the group of elders."

"That group of elders… a bunch of old things that won't die."

"They shouldn't be called the Elder Council. They should be called the dishonest council. They're a bunch of pedantic and smelly old farts!"