Bright Era

"Speak up, we are very fair and just, everyone has opinions, you can say!" Rhine squatted on top of his temple, with a grim smile on his gloomy face: "Don't say we are dictatorship, we are alliance , We are allies, we are a family, we should discuss things, right? Hey, barbarians, what do you say?"

A statue of ten meters tall, embroidered with countless barbarian gods, the skin is dark gold, the majestic and burly barbaric **** patted his chest, and laughed loudly: "We have no opinion, we are only responsible for killing, this is not us Have you been doing it all the time? But I hope that our believers can save, those humans, leave women to give birth to our believers!"

Rhine clicked his mouth, he raised his head for a while hesitated, and then nodded: "Well, human women, beautiful women, very good, choose those beautiful women to stay, those who are too ugly, or kill them all. All the male men, get rid of them, are you all right? This was originally our mission!"

The gods representing dwarves, titans, dwarfs and other gods looked at each other, and at the same time nodded and agreed with Rhine's opinions. Among alien races, orcs and gods account for a large proportion, and the number of orc tribes is more than the other races combined. Among the orc gods, among the so-called ‘fowl protoss’ and ‘walking protoss’, the representative of the bird protoss, Idar of the sky protoss was killed, and the beast protoss led by Rhine immediately prevailed.

Regardless of whether it was strength or means, Rhein faintly overwhelmed the other gods. When he again mentioned the task of destroying mankind, and also publicly killed a **** of the sky clan, who would dare and who would be willing to fight with him. Do it against?

"Kill all humans, but our believers will stay!" said the dwarf gods.

"We don't have many believers, and those human beauties share us more!" The Titans pondered for a while and agreed with Rhine's opinion.

The weak dwarf gods and hundreds of other gods, large and small, among the gods enshrined in the temple of Odin, are only vassal roles. Several powerful gods have unified opinions, so naturally they will not have the turn. They spoke. These little protoss, they left a lot of people, but there is not even a lower **** among them, and the strongest **** is just an upper god. How can they dare to fight against these powerful gods?

In particular, the gods enshrined in the Odin Temple were the backbone of the destruction of mankind back then. At the end of the Primordial War, it was these gods of the Odin Temple—except for the Sky Clan, all the Odin Temple family The gods are determined to destroy all human beings.

If it were not for the opposition of the Azerite, the Elven Gods, and the Undead Gods, and the Azerite Gods used the domain to deter these gods in the Odin Temple, there would be opposition from the Sky Gods inside. After the defeat of the ancient gods, the gods The butcher knife has been raised against humans.

But today, when all the Protoss were ready to move, and when the leader of the Sky Protoss was killed, Rhein finally represented the gods of the Odin Temple and formally proposed what they wanted to do but did not do.

The huge underground world was suddenly full of cheers from the gods. Priests, wizards, noble generals and countless civilians of various tribes including orcs, titans, dwarves, barbarians, gnomes, and countless civilians all knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of the temple. Worship. Gradually, even the gods of the Sky Clan joined the cheers. Because of Idar's death, many of the Sky Clan gods gradually changed their attitudes towards humans.

The mighty spirit of the gods swept across the entire underground world. In this vast underground world, the warriors of countless tribes gathered together into a flood-like team, along the corridor leading to the ground.

According to the gods, this is a battle of genocide. Either kill all human beings and live happily in the rich and beautiful Western Continent; or be killed by humans and all people die in the Western Continent to make fertilizer. ! So these aliens marching to the ground world, they dragged their homes and brought all their belongings with them.

But just like their tribes in Odin Icefield, these alien races do not produce, or in other words, they do not understand what production is. Their belongings are lacklustre, and there are not many useful things at all. All foreign races, men, women and children, are nothing more than animal skins, rusty weapons and broken pots and pans, and shriveled food bags on their backs. Staring green eyes rushed to the ground.

In the history of war between alien races in Odin Icefield and humans on the western continent, too many alien tribes have been hit hard and almost the entire tribe has been completely defeated. These declining tribes were thrown into the underground world opened up by the gods to recuperate and live, relying on food and various materials plundered by the tribesmen of the ground world. After they regain a certain level of strength, these tribes will return to the Odin Ice Sheet and continue to participate in the war against the Western Continent.

And this time, under the control of the gods’ will, all alien tribes in this underground world, including those powerful tribes that have served the gods in the underground world for generations, and those rare tribes that have been preserved in the ancient times, have begun to On the ground.

If Lin Qi was present, he would be surprised to find that hundreds of thousands of rare races, such as frost giants, hill giants, and wasteland giants, which have been nearly extinct in the world on the ground, were slowly mixed in among the mighty alien army. Drive in from the ground. Other tribes such as Throne Barbarians, Golden Orcs, and Berserker Dwarf Kings that are ‘hero’-level existences are rare in Odin. The number is extremely astonishing.

The will of the gods drove these alien races to the ground. Ten days later, the first alien races from the underground world set foot on the Odin Icefield. The 3,000-headed icefield mammoths raised their giant horns made of keel bones and sounded their first battle cry when they returned to the ground.

The ancient battle flags used by ancestors in the Primordial War of Gods, in the era of destruction, in the era of destruction, and in the period of darkness, these alien races from underground shouted **** and barbaric slogans, and The kinsmen on the ground meet together. As if two big rivers with turbid waves merged into one, and as if two groups of wild beasts merged into a group, the Odin Icefield was full of wild shouts.

The alien races of Odin Icefield prepared a large amount of food, grass and armor for these tribes from underground. Many tribe leaders laughed loudly and opened their arms to greet the tribe from underground. Many of these tribes from the underground are their old friends. Decades or more than a hundred years ago, the tribes of these old friends suffered heavy losses and were forced to retreat underground to recuperate. Now they have regained their vitality in the gods. Under his great will, they can fight together again.

Twenty days after Lin Qi had killed Idar, a terrifying cold current screamed from the north. The North Sea was completely frozen, and there was no obstacle between the Odin Ice Sheet and the Western Continent. On the endless snowy field, the mighty aliens blowing the dragon horns, beating the animal skin drums, and clamoring to attack the Western Continent.

There is no so-called focus of attack, no so-called strategic points. The aliens are like a tsunami rushing onto the land, rolling in and launching a full-scale attack from north to south. On the battle line that stretched for tens of thousands of miles, the roars of the orcs were everywhere, their weird flags were everywhere, and the sharp dragon horns and dull drums were heard everywhere.

The northernmost line of the Western Continent was in a state of urgency, but Lin Qi's response was that dozens of legions of Templar knights were transferred to the north and topped the front line. Because of Blackbeard’s great handwork, among these temple knights, there are countless elites. For example, the dragon knights who use the dragon as their mount are 100,000 people, and there are thousands of strong men who have reached the realm of the demigod. many.

In the secular world, such a military force is terrible.

But in the face of the alien races coming out of their nests, dozens of legions of the temple warriors were quickly divided, surrounded, and drowned in the boundless alien army. Lin Qi was sitting behind the town, and the military newspapers he received every day fell like snowflakes, full of letters of help from the panic-stricken legion commanders of the Temple Knights.

For three days, Lin Qi sent out this well-equipped, armed to the teeth, and its personal combat power is also extremely elite. It was beaten by those violent aliens and suffered heavy casualties. The death rate reached a terrible 30%, with minor and serious injuries. There are countless. If they hadn't been surrounded by countless alien groups and had no way to escape, they would have broken up and fled everywhere.

Holding the letters of help from the commanders of the church corps lightly, and slowly throwing them into the fireplace one by one and burning them to ashes, Lin Qi tilted his legs and looked at Mr. Mo: "Prepare to send the second batch of church troops. Go up. Well, give them more one-time magic scrolls, and don't let them sacrifice in vain. It's serious to kill more foreign races."

Standing up, Lin Qi glanced north through the thick wall.

On the ground, an almost endless army of alien races is raging and attacking, and in the thick clouds of the sky, a large number of alien gods are densely intertwined, watching the battle situation below with excitement. They frantically devour the souls of the church soldiers who were killed. This is a joyous feast!

"It seems that those alien gods are not ready to turn their faces directly! It seems that they still want to solve the problem by conventional means!" Lin Qi looked at Mr. Mo thoughtfully: "Then, I can leave for a few days. In the past few days, Stern has been in full control of military affairs, and government affairs, Mr. Mo, you have to bear more."

Mr. Mo bowed deeply to Lin Qi and bowed, then walked out.

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