“Leave my Xiaomei alone! You devils—we’ll fight you to the death!”
Down in the freezing mud of Iron-Root Village #4, three hundred desperate branch fathers and mothers couldn’t bear to watch another child carved open in front of their eyes.
Even though they were only Rank 3 and Rank 4 miners armed with rusted iron pickaxes and wooden hoes, they surged forward against the spears of the main-clan garrison to save seven-year-old Gu Xiaomei!
Up on the platform, Inspector Gu Xiong didn’t even blink.
Still holding little Xiaomei dangling in the air by her dark braids with his left hand. He reached into his leopard-fur cloak with his right and slammed a three-foot-tall octagonal pillar of black blood-iron straight into the frozen ground.
THUD—HUMMMMM!
It was the Galactic Gu Clan’s notorious Bloodline Paralysis Monolith!
The instant the black monolith bit into the planet’s leyline, a suffocating crimson ring of ancestral blood-suppression law erupted across a five-mile radius!
