Godly System: From Fire to God

Chapter 875 Gathering Small Groups

As a huge mammoth family, in terms of ability to fight in close quarters, it is indeed incomparable to many other races.

It's just that due to the rules and restrictions of the Goddess of War, these races don't dare to fight frequently.

But when watching the young patriarch beating the orc with the tauren body today, the enthusiasm in the blood of these races that already had a fanatical fighting spirit seemed to be stimulated again.

Everyone here is basically the person in charge or patriarch of each race, and has a certain sense of judgment.

From the reaction of the young patriarch, they could also see that some earth-shattering changes seemed to be taking place here.

"Everyone, we have lived in this space for nearly a thousand years. During these thousand years, except for the first few hundred years, there were successive testers who entered this space and brought us some fun. For such a long time in the future, we can only repeat the boring and boring life day by day.

For Goddess of War, this space seems to be just a toy she built on a whim, and we are the pets he puts in this toy. It's been so long that the Goddess of War has almost forgotten about this toy, but we still have to stay here and continue our responsibilities that shouldn't exist.

We should also realize that this game and this toy have been abandoned by the owner, and we should not continue to abide by those stupid rules and limit our people to such a stupid place. We should be the masters of this space by ourselves, and use our hands to fight for more rights and interests that we can enjoy, just like what we did on the Chaos Continent. "

The young patriarch paused at this point.

He turned his head and glanced at 4 Zhou. This time, no one tried to avoid his gaze.

He could see that most of the people should have resonated with his words. These races are originally races that love to fight and are very powerful.

They have a passion for fighting in their bones, and such a life with many rules and restrictions is not what they want at all.

And after living here for such a long time, except for the first generation who were fortunate enough to see the Goddess of War, the modern people who have reproduced to this day have no impression of the Goddess of War at all, and naturally they have no fear of the Goddess of War.

The young patriarch said something that most people think in their hearts, and also said something that most people dare not say.

These various races with violent tempers and a strong desire to fight, unexpectedly calmed down at this time, and listened carefully to what the young patriarch said.

Even the tauren who was thrown in the corner looked at the young patriarch silently.

"This place is divided into three layers. We asked ourselves, and we were assigned to the outermost layer. Is it really because our strength is not as good as other races?"

The young patriarch was very satisfied with the current atmosphere, so he hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and continued to ask.

Hearing this question, many people's eyes flashed with high-spirited fighting spirit, many people's faces also showed a little disdain, some even waved their fists, everyone used their own way to express their hearts dissatisfied.

"I have the same thoughts as everyone else. In the initial chaos, the things that each of us and each race encountered were completely random, and it wasn't because we were weak that we were placed in the The outermost layer.

I believe that among the races in the middle layer, there are still many people who are not as good as us at all, and there are still many races whose combat effectiveness cannot match any of us. That big fight was completely unfair. It was a method that the Goddess of War lazily came up with to save trouble. It was simply not enough to judge the strength of our various races. "

The young patriarch patted his chest, speaking faster and faster.

"But because of this unfair judging standard, the development of each of our races here is restricted. Because we are the outermost layer, we have the least resources and territory. The middle layer is clearly The strength may not be as good as our race, but they can enjoy more resources than us, do you think this is fair?"

"unfair!"

"This is totally wrong! We should have used something better!"

This time, someone started to answer the questions from the young patriarch.

People's emotions are also getting more and more excited. The mutual hostility at the beginning has disappeared now, and it has transformed into a kind of heart-to-heart sympathy connected with fate.

"We never thought about these issues before, and we just blindly followed the arrangements of the Goddess of War. In this small world that is not as exciting as the Chaos Continent, we satisfied the Goddess of War's preferences day after day. Now We have been forgotten, but we cannot forget ourselves.

Is the enthusiasm in your blood still there? Can the memories of fighting on the Chaos Continent still be remembered? The meaning of our existence is not to be someone else's pet. Even if we die, we should lose in the battle. We should die in pursuit of what we want, and that is the destination that should belong to us. "

The young patriarch paced around the room, speaking in a high-pitched voice.

The others seemed to be affected by his emotion, and gradually became excited. Lin Mo could already clearly feel the excitement of the crowd.

"I still want to fight, I still want to plunder, I still want to pursue those things that my strength is worthy of! If I die on this journey, it will only prove

It proves that my strength cannot satisfy my wish, but I don't want to be restricted, especially by a god who has forgotten us!

I want to gather everyone's strength to attack those tribes living in the middle layer and plunder what we should have enjoyed. Do you still have the guts and enthusiasm? "

The young patriarch raised his nose high and asked loudly.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

Many people roared angrily. At this moment, the 38 small groups seemed to have coalesced into a whole, a group full of enthusiasm.

Lin Mo showed a smile.

Of course, the young patriarch didn't come up with these words himself, but Lin Mo taught him to say them.

Ever since he learned that the Goddess of War classified them in such a simple and rude way, Lin Mo fully realized that this was a huge breakthrough. As long as he could incite the dissatisfaction of these races, he wanted to reach the finish line effortlessly. , is not difficult.