Starting from the Dragon Tribe

The day before yesterday, Chu Zihang and Lu Chen re-analyzed the situation in this world. They believed that legends were definitely not fabricated in this kind of world.

Just like the world where Chu Zihang grew up, most myths and legends have their prototypes, and they are by no means groundless.

In this world where extraordinary power exists, there are legends of spiritual beads, which must mean that there have been spiritual beads in history.

Based on many historical clues, he speculated that before the beginning of the prehistoric calendar, at the end of the previous era, a spiritual bead had arrived.

And based on inference, the human race was still very powerful in that era, and the secret blood warriors had not disappeared. If the powerful human race at that time was included, there were nine powerful races.

Chu Zihang believes that this is a qualification competition game. If it is a big melee, it will be too disorderly. I am afraid that this kind of ceremony will only be started when there are nine qualified people, or nine powerful races. .

Of course, the way of heaven is impermanent, and the final owner of the spirit bead may not necessarily be one of the nine powerful clans, nor may it be a newly-rising genius in the era.

The only thing he doesn't understand now is how Tiandao observes racial conditions and how it determines whether it meets the conditions.

Are the key conditions that trigger the arrival of the spirit beads nine powerful races or nine powerful creatures? In other words, are these nine races certain? What are the criteria for defining them?

But Lu Chen told Chu Zihang that after he killed the ant lion clan leader, there seemed to be a strange mark imprinted on his regicide, which the regicide could not swallow up.

After analysis, Chu Zihang believed that it was a racial mark, which was a mark made on the ant lion clan leader as the source of race when all things were born. Perhaps the number of racial marks held was the standard for the strength of the supreme clan.

Of course, this does not mean that Lu Chen is going to kill all races. They can also make other races surrender by asking the most ancient ancestor of the race to present a mark representing their race.

After sorting out various things, Chu Zihang felt that he was familiar with this game mode. He had played a game of collecting racial chess pieces in the game life world, but it was too unchallenging. He finished it in a year or two, and finally Turn on ancient hell mode.

Today's games are more complex, and the requirements for combat power are also higher. In fact, it is no longer a competition between wisdom. In the ancient continent, the collision will always rely on strength.

In the end, Lu Chen made the decision, saying that he had completely understood the strategy of this world. In short... he had to cut it all once and be done!

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Today is the grand ceremony of the Martial God tribe. The ceremony is held at the border of the human race facing the north. On the top of the mountain, which is also the last natural barrier of the human race, Lu Chen stands on the edge of the cliff.

Many human races gathered at the foot of the mountain, looking up to the legendary Emperor Wu. Today was obviously a day when the army was approaching, but they were still holding a ceremony.

Because Emperor Wu has climbed to the highest peak of this mountain range, he will personally conquer the invading enemies.

Lu Chen glanced down and saw the uneasiness of the human race. Although he asked Chu Zihang to arrange the festival, he also specially helped collect some supplies for the human race to live and eat. For the time being, he no longer had the pressure of hunger and cold, just to cultivate the human race. confident, but these people still seemed very uneasy.

It was obviously a grand festival, but everyone had their heads lowered and felt uneasy. They even seemed to have no energy to eat because they felt that the road ahead was a little dark.

It is easy to understand that the arrival of Emperor Wu helped them solve the crisis of the ant lion clan, but as time went by, new crises followed, and they began to realize that the human race might not have a future at all.

Even if they resist, there will be new races to oppress them. If they defeat the enemy, there will be stronger enemies. Because their ancestors made mistakes, they have to suffer.

Even if Emperor Wu defeated this group of enemies, there would be more intruders later. Can Emperor Wu win permanently?

Of course, not only everyone is so worried, there are also young children who are full of vigor, especially those secret blood warriors who have begun to practice. They think that as long as they struggle, they can always win. They only regret that they are young and cannot go to school. Kill enemies on the battlefield.

The elderly people in the human race were very open-minded and enjoyed the rare festival with a smile on their faces, because they believed that no matter what the ending was, the human race had survived until the end, and they should not be on the edge of the world, in silence. the existence of destruction.

"Everyone, why don't you enjoy the festival to the fullest?"

Lu Chen spoke loudly and asked the tribesmen at the foot of the mountain.

In the crowd, people stopped their movements, many lowered their heads, while the young children were high-spirited.

No one answered Lu Chen's words, because different people, different ages, have different thoughts, and they all knew that everyone had different thoughts and could not give an accurate answer to Emperor Wu.

"Is it because today is the day when the enemy invades?"

Lu Chen continued to ask, "Is it because our human race has been oppressed and pushed to this most remote corner since the beginning of time?"

He scanned the crowd below, his voice spread throughout the Martial God tribe, and his divine thoughts covered everyone, "Is it because of the false accusation? Or is it the darkness that can only lead the way forward?"

For a long time, no one responded.

"cowardly!"

Lu Chen's voice was cold, "When I took action that day, I saw the determination of the human race. Where did the unwillingness and anger of the desperate situation, the roar of the soul in the desolation go? It's because of the recent too much life. Are you comfortable? Or are you content with having a good life before you die?"

After hearing Lu Chen's words, Chu Zihang wanted to speak. This was different from their original plan, but when he saw the look in Lu Chen's eyes, he gave up his persuasion.

Because he felt Brother Lu's anger, the human race was indeed a bit muddy and couldn't support the wall.

This is not like the human race in the game world he once visited. No matter how the human race loses in that world, it is still just a game. The territory shrinks and no one will die. At most, it is because of constant defeats that people lose their confidence. .

The human race on the prehistoric continent is different. This huge cluster is extremely complex, and there are young people with dreams and fighting spirit.

There are also adults who have gone through vicissitudes of life and have seen clearly the truth of the world and the darkness of the future, as well as the elderly who have finally become more open-minded as they age.

But in the final analysis, after being oppressed for more than 900 million years and being raised like domestic animals, the human race has reached an extremely low level of inferiority.

They will doubt whether their ancestors really committed the crime. They are all descendants of sinners, so they have to go through this tribulation. Some even think that this is natural.

It’s not that the human race has never fought. The result of the struggle is that these people are the only ones left in the end. In the confrontation with foreign races, they appear to be too weak. Not only is there a gap in the realm of practitioners, but there have also been wizards in the history of the human race, such as the former chief. Like that, a strong person who can practice cultivation to a high level without a teacher.

But those strong men were all dead, and were easily defeated by people from the same realm as foreigners. The foot that stepped on their pride seemed to tell them that the human race was really an inferior race.

Indeed, they do not have the same powerful strength and defense as the Ant Lion Clan, nor do they have the fire control and brute force like the Fire Ox Clan, nor do they have the innate magical powers like the Spider People. Compared with other races, they seem to have little advantage and are at a disadvantage in most fields.

As for the mind? Everyone is an intelligent creature, and the human race has no advantage.

The final result is that the human race gradually feels its own powerlessness, thinking that it is an inferior race with sinful blood, and its inferiority complex is difficult to eradicate.

In the end, most people no longer think about fighting to the death, but give up.

Just like when Lu Chen arrived for the first time, the old man was sitting on the roof drinking. His heart was full of despair for the future. He looked away. It was not that he saw the light after looking away, but the endless Dark, so he thinks there is nothing wrong with giving up on oneself and going to death.

This situation makes them feel sad and angry, but they cannot consider the victim's guilt. This situation of the human race is caused by the oppression of all races, and the human race itself cannot be blamed for its failure to live up to expectations.

They have long passed the age of believing that hard work and hard work can reverse everything. The cruel fact is that the human race of this era cannot fight against all races, no matter how evil they are.

Just like the previous Emperor Wu, he did not even dare to admit his identity as a human race to the outside world, because his power alone was too small. If he had been recognized as a human race, he would have been captured and studied by the powerful clan.

To be honest, Chu Zihang thought it would be reckless for Brother Lu not to hibernate for ten thousand years to consolidate his cultivation before taking action.

But it's not easy for him to stop him, because he knows that Brother Lu is such a person. He will do something if he doesn't like him, and he will take action if he feels aggrieved. The opponent will always be the chivalrous young man and noble warrior he knows.

Lu Chen looked at the changing expressions of the people below and continued: "If you don't have power, I can give you power. If you don't have skills, I can pass them down. But if you lose your heart to resist and fight, then there will be nothing." significance."

His voice became louder and louder, and his speaking speed also began to speed up, "Yes, the human race is born without any significant advantages over all races, but have you ever thought about why you have suffered for 900 million years? of oppression?”

He asked, "Is it because you are weak? Is it because the so-called ancestors are guilty?"

At this time, a middle-aged man spoke tremblingly below: "Isn't it?"

Lu Chen glanced at the other person with an indifferent expression, "No, it's just because of fear."

"fear?"

There was a commotion in the crowd below, full of doubts and confusion.

"Since ancient times, history books have been written by the victors, and the rules have been made by the strong. There are countless living beings in the ancient continent, and there are countless weak races, but they also have their own way of life. The strong races have never interfered and suppressed. Since ancient times, people have suppressed certain people. The original intention of a force is never because that force is easy to bully, but because the strong are afraid of its potential. "

Lu Chen continued: "Suppression is out of fear, and not erasing is out of greed, because you all contain huge treasures left by your ancestors. Before they solve the mystery, they will not let the human race be exterminated, even if I don't take action. , No matter how humble the human race is, there will always be powerful races who will take action to save the last fire."

At this time, some people below were inexplicably relieved.

Lu Chen had expected this and continued: "Is living like a domestic animal enough to satisfy you? Perhaps the human race has nothing now and is the weakest race, but even the weak will turn back when they reach the edge of the cliff. Give it a try?"

He looked at the sand in the distance. The army that came with the power of heaven and earth was the arrival of the strong men of the three tribes.

"A declining race can lose its strength, but it cannot lose its heart to resist adversity. Recall the brilliance that you have burst out in desperate situations; admit that you were ugly when you were weak; accept all of yourself and ignite The last courage..."

The Regicide on Lu Chen's waist slowly unsheathed, "We are the weakest race and also the strongest race. We are so weak that we are ravaged by all races, but we are so strong that we are feared by all races..."

He stepped into the sky and walked towards the enemy in the distance, ignoring the cry of Emperor Wu's former enemy, "Let me, for the human race, light the torch of courage and burn the first wisp of smoke of the counterattack!"

As the words fell, the dark sword light streaked through the void, the plains receded, the sky and the earth overturned, the sea water in the distance rose, and the rain from the sky fell, accompanied by boundless blood, forming the dusk of the sunset.

Destroy thousands of armies with one sword, and there will be no gods in the world!

The figure in black stood tall in the sky, with strong winds blowing on his face and his clothes fluttering. In the world-destroying scene, the fiery clouds on the horizon gave him a shimmering light.

He raised his blade and pointed it to the north, "From now on, the human race declares war on all races that are hostile to the human race on the prehistoric continent!"

Surprisingly, under the afterglow of the setting sun, under the rain of blood on the horizon, when those crazy words spread throughout the Martial God tribe, the first thing people felt was not the fear of the provocation of all races, but the feeling that the blood in their bodies was burning.

The next moment, a thunderous roar erupted in the valley. It was the victorious Xuan Xiao. It was a beast that abandoned its cowardice and replaced it with a ferocious expression after being forced into a desperate situation.

The courage that was finally ignited was the glimmer of light ignited in despair. The glimmer of light will expand until it illuminates all darkness and burns away the grassland.

The crowd was cheering, crying, howling, releasing their emotions.

The festival has begun.

Lu Chen sheathed his sword and swept away the strong wind between heaven and earth with a raised arm. The blood rain in the distance subsided. Just now, with his sword, he killed six powerful Shinto men. The regicide was still trembling with excitement. A long cry, as if longing for more blood.

Lu Chen patted the handle of the knife and looked into the distance, "Don't worry, I will make you full. There is plenty of fodder in this continent."

Chu Zihang looked at Lu Chen's back and held his forehead helplessly. This was really in line with Brother Lu's reckless style of directly declaring war on all races.

Although we are talking about a race that is hostile to the human race, among all the races, how many are not hostile to the human race?

I am afraid that the real army of Nanzhan Buzhou will arrive soon, and then it will be a real bloody battle.

It seems that no matter what Brother Lu says, he is very restless in his heart and can't wait to break through this era.