Valkyrie

Chapter 1237
In the hall, there was a moment of silence.

Then, there were some whispers.

Many people looked at Lin Huang's back...

There are complex.

hesitate.

Shock.

Even hate.

Throughout their lives, they receive only one idea.

Demon Cult!

The demon sect that poisoned the world thousands of years ago.

Collusion with the evil race.

It almost caused the entire human race to fall into a disaster beyond redemption.

If it weren't for the four great ancient races rising up all over the world, the entire human race might still live in the Eternal Night Era, becoming slaves and beasts under the feet of the evil race!
But now, the young man in front of him actually blew himself up.

And without hesitation!

Is it arrogant?
Still deserved?

Gradually, there were more and more whispering voices in the hall.

Lin Huang did not stop it in the slightest.

Qin Xuance looked calm.

Lord Grim.

Lin Cangxue and the others didn't say a word.

Gradually……

Someone stared at Lin Huang's back, shook his head helplessly or in hatred, and quietly walked out of the hall.

When I walked out, there was not even a word of farewell.

Seemed to be ashamed.

It also seems to be the determination of different ways and not conspiring with each other.

Some people hate.

Someone decided.

Naturally, some people hesitated!
They don't believe that the Xingtian Temple has hunted and killed the remnants of the Demon Cult for thousands of years, and there is actually a light attribute.But looking at the young man standing upright in the hall, is he a cruel descendant of the Demon Cult?

They become a little confused.

Suddenly, someone couldn't help but speak loudly, "We need an explanation!"

"No explanation!"

Lin Huang didn't look back, "This is your choice, and it's also your opportunity! The person I, Lin Huang needs is never someone who can't believe in his own heart!"

All of a sudden, everyone frowned.

Many people's expressions became firmer.

However, the hesitation of many people turned into helplessness, as if they shook their heads and left the hall with resentment in their hearts.

One quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

……

After a full quarter of an hour, the entire hall fell silent.

Lin Huang turned around and swept down, with a gloomy expression on his face.

In just three quarters of an hour, nearly one-fifth of the people left... But Lin Huang swept away the gloom afterwards, saying that those who leave must not stay, and those who stay are the wealth of the Huang clan.

Lin Huang waved his sleeves and closed the palace door.

He bowed deeply first, "Thank you all for believing in me, Lin Huang!"

Afterwards, Lin Huang glanced at Qin Xuance!

Qin Xuance stepped up, turning the compass tower in his hand. As the compass tower turned, pictures appeared in the dim hall immediately.

The picture of Zuo Jiaming's teaching in those days.

Thousands of years ago, Zuo Jiaming Sect was founded on the Zhongzhou Martial Arts Arena.

To the alliance of major forces.

From Xiao Yishan walking out of the mountain that has trapped him for 2000 years, until he met Tuobafu, the descendant of the Ming Dynasty.

From the bloody fight of Zuo Jiaming sect.

To the decline of Mingjiao.

……

Hundreds of pictures flashed in the hall.

In the hall, everyone was stunned, their eyes were fixed, and their expressions were surprised.

Sometimes their hearts were filled with blood, and sometimes their expressions were choked with sobs!

From the Rise of Zakamanism.

To the tragic death of Tuobafu, the leader of Mingjiao.

Qin Changsheng's closing ceremony.

The victims of the Mingjiao tribe.

And the Mingjiao descendants who have been bereaved like dogs for thousands of years.

Those pictures, like a long river of history, appeared in front of everyone.

incredible.

But it's true.

Until Qin Xuance dismissed those pictures, everyone in the hall couldn't recover for a long time.

In the dark hall, there was a surge of heroism and grief.

Just like the downfall of the Zuo Jiaming sect back then.

……

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the most explanation I can give you!"

Lin Huang's voice broke the atmosphere in the hall.

He looked fiercely at the people below, "This is also the last explanation I will give you... If the lords who stayed, if one day they leave the Desolate Race because the Ming Cult is a Demon Cult, don't blame me, Lin Huangtu Zong exterminates the clan!"

In the hall, there was a moment of silence.

Incredibly silent.

"Willing to fight with the dragon head to the death, willing to rectify Mingjiao's name!"

In the main hall, there suddenly sounded an extremely bloody voice. It was a very thin and short young man with an angry expression on his face.

"Wish to fight with the dragon head to the death!"

In the hall, a mighty voice sounded.

That voice penetrated the hall and echoed through the gate of the gods...

At the junction of the temple and the defense line of the Desolate Race, Jun Qingcheng listened to the voice in the void with his hands behind his back, his eyes were slightly focused, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or hatred!
"Do not……"

In the main hall, Lin Huang said categorically.

"Whether it's the Ming Dynasty 3000 years ago, or the Zuojia Mingjiao 1000 years ago. Or those soldiers who died in bloody battles throughout history... They are not fighting for one power!"

"It's about a group of people who are willing to fight for the world, for the people, and for the common people... They walked together and made that side of power!"

"Even though I am the future king of the Ming Cult, please remember that you are not fighting for the Ming Cult, nor are you fighting for the Desolate Race... Your beliefs should always be your family, your hometown, It is your relatives, it is the millions of people of my human race!"

Lin Huang's voice was fierce, and the heroic voice answered in the hall, and then quietly eased:

"I had a miserable experience for ten years. I was hunted down and had nowhere to go. I used to hate this world. I used to sneer at the righteousness of the world!"

"But I have a master, even though there are tens of thousands of people, I will go! I have a senior brother, the world only remembers him as a generation of emperor, martial arts, but no one has ever noticed. He once fought for this land desperately. Blood is spilled all over!"

"When I set foot on Tianshenguan, I came here for my brother's last wish, for my master's belief, and for the eternal fame of a warrior. And I asked myself, and I can say without shame that I, Lin Huang, also came for the people behind me. The world is born!"

"The evil race has invaded, and the world has died! If you all come to this heavenly gate spontaneously, and fight to the death, no matter if you have been tricked, kidnapped, or committed crimes in your life, you will have a blood and righteousness deep in your heart!"

In the main hall, Lin Huang's voice reverberated like the waves of a river and sea.

"Today, we are gathered here, and it should be a great fortune for me and all the lords!"

"After today, the Desolate Clan will stand alone on a thousand-mile line of defense, facing enemies on all sides!"

"Of course, this is also an opportunity for the Desolate Race!"

"A man's eternal fame lies on the battlefield!"

"The prosperity and prosperity of the world all lie behind the sword!"

"My ambition is not to guard the Tianshen Pass, nor to resist the evil race. Wherever the rivers and rivers go, and where the sun and the moon shine, it is the land of my human race! And on the land of my human race, why should the evil race be allowed to be unrestrained!"

"The direction of my soldiers is to pacify the evil race, let the light of the sun and the moon shine on the Langjuxu God Realm, and let this God Realm restore the orthodoxy of the human race!"

"May all the lords join me and work together to defend the rivers and mountains and protect our human race!"
(End of this chapter)