My Descendants Are My Power

Feeling the power of this Psychic, the Blackwood crew quickly rallied to Nathan's side.

"Oh? What's this funky ability gear? Splits into ten? Looks kinda magical, pretty cool."

The Emerging Ability Psychic eyed the ten cards in front of Blackwood with interest.

"Who are you, dude? Why you messing with my Blackwood?!"

Nathan, rough around the edges but sharp-minded, could tell this refugee invasion had something to do with the Psychic before him.

But with the Forebearer's cards in front, he felt somewhat reassured.

"Yo, your family's kinda interesting."

The Psychic raised an eyebrow, "Refugees from Forest Town, you tell me who I am?"

"Heath?!?!"

Nathan gritted his teeth, the only person he could think of was Dexter, with whom he had beef.

"Smart guy, got it in one."

The Psychic grinned, not taking the Blackwood folks seriously. In fact, he hadn't moved yet, just wanted to see what Blackwood had up their sleeve.

Now it seemed to him that Blackwood was just a big family with some basic beast power, nothing scary, "Coming out this time, my grandson told me there's a family in these deep woods that killed his Foundational Energy level eight guys. I didn't believe it at first, but now, looks like it was you guys."

"Dexter." Nathan's face darkened, "I've never crossed you Heaths, even got seriously hurt by your Heath's Dexter, why you gotta press us like this?"

"Pressing you? That's an overstatement."

The Psychic dusted off his clothes, looking disdainfully at the Blackwood folks, "With you guys, really not worth my attention. I was just checking your background, curious how a slave like you became a Foundational Energy level seven master in less than twenty years. And your kids, sheesh, more ambitious than mine."

"Look at your beasts, could fetch a pretty penny. This is really interesting, my useless grandson finally did something that pleases me."

The Psychic's mocking tone suddenly turned cold.

"Now, tell me, what secrets are you hiding? Hand over your treasures, and I might spare your lives!"

"And this junk cards of yours, you don't think this useless ability gear can protect you, do you?"

The Blackwood folks were silent, just glancing at the Forebearer's cards.

They had a secret, a mysterious Forebearer!

But then...

"I curse your Forebearer's eighteen generations!"

Nathan's eyes blazed red as he suddenly snatched a longbow from Julian, strung it, and poured all his psychic energy into the arrow, the metal bow even creaking with internal stress!

He didn't know how the Forebearer existed.

Nor the shocking secrets of the Forebearer's cards.

All he knew was, as a descendant of Blackwood, even in death, he wouldn't reveal a shred of the Forebearer's secrets, and he would fight for the Forebearer's honor!!!

"Whoosh!"

The qi-infused arrow whistled violently through the air.

Symbolizing the resolve of the Blackwood folks!

As Nathan's arrow flew, all of Blackwood tightened their grip on their weapons, Lucas even unleashed a sword qi strike.

But...

To no avail!

Nathan's arrow, powered by nearly all his psychic energy, weakly caught in the hands of Heath's Elder Psychic, and Lucas's sword energy couldn't even break through the opponent's protective aura!

"I think it'd be wise for y'all to hand over everything, secrets included."

Heath's Elder Psychic looked down on Nathan as he drew his bow again, toying with him like a cat with a mouse, casually blocking the attacks and advancing towards the Blackwood folks.

As long as these chumps were scared enough, he wasn't worried about getting the info he wanted!

...

"Not bad, the folks I trained."

Watching the game, seeing the descendants of Blackwood still standing fearless against an Emerging Ability master, even when drained of all their psychic energy, Ethan felt oddly proud. For a moment, he didn't see them as just characters in a game, but as real, genuine clan members.

He even wished these Blackwood folks were his real-life kin.

Then.

His gaze fixed on Heath's Elder Psychic, and he smirked, "Feeling cocky, huh?"

The ten cards floating in front of the Blackwood folks finally moved!

The first one flew towards Heath's Elder Psychic, who was just about to block.

Press R, explode!

"Not good!"

This time, Heath's Elder Psychic finally staggered back, hastily using his psychic energy to block. He hadn't expected these weird cards to have such a trick up their sleeve!

"Forebearer's showing off now!"

Seeing the cards push Heath's Elder Psychic back, the Blackwood folks' eyes lit up, their spirits renewed.