"Sadness can never solve the problem. Only strength can be achieved in troubled times until you have the strength to defeat everything..." Resas turned around and looked at the blue figure in amazement, Leng Xiaoran said lightly.
Resas is not a small person who is addicted to the grief, but the seeds of hatred have already taken root in his heart. After rectifying his tribe, Resas invited these strangers into the territory. "Are you?" Resas asked straight to the point.
Leng Xiaoran did not directly answer Resas's question, "Dark Moon is the deputy leader of our Yue Yehen Killer Group." Leng Xiaoran's meaning was very clear. Now that Leng Xiaoran and others are here, they are mainly Leng Xiaoran and others.
Rezas looked at Leng Xiaoran and others with a hint of wonder in his heart, but at this moment he was not in much mood to think about these things. He didn't know his father's life and death, and was directly kidnapped by his opponent, which made Rezas and his tribe members full of grief and anger.
"Tell me, what's wrong with you here?" Resas asked without any good expression.[
There is nothing to say except for an apology look. I glanced at Leng Xiaoran and signaled you to do it yourself. "Since I have reached this point, I won't say much nonsense and join us." Leng Xiaoran's straightforwardness immediately caused Dark Yue to roll her eyes, "This is too straightforward."
However, in response to Leng Xiaoran's words, a sneer was heard, "Bullying us just received a big fiction? Do you think our Rock Heart tribe is a group of weak and cowardly existences?"
Leng Xiaoran's face did not change, and she responded lightly: "If you were such a guy, do you think I would come here?" Leng Xiaoran's words attracted the glaring eyes of the Rock Heart tribe members around her, but they did not politely rush up to fight.
Leng Xiaoran said without waiting for Resas to come back to his senses: "It seems that you have covered your soul by hatred. Now you are unreasonable, so you directly ignore our power."
Resas laughed instead of anger and asked, "Then tell me what power do you have?" Resas' anger in his heart had risen thousands of meters high. Thinking about his race being severely damaged, and his father was even more unaware of his life and death. Now another arrogant and proud person is talking nonsense in front of him. Resas was also very surprised that he did not take the initiative to punch Leng Xiaoran.
"The power required in the Golden Continent is not a kingdom, a principality or even an empire. Look at the Holy Church and the Dark Council, do they have the same territory as the empire? No. Is the population of their empires? Or is there no. What do they have? They have the strength that these empires are deeply afraid of, have a group of extremely powerful warriors, magicians, and form a legion. Tell me how powerful they are. The Holy Church has believers on most of the continent, but the Dark Council does not, so they
Where do the believers come from? They can tempt, threaten those humans, join them, and gradually spread their strength. These two deformed forces finally gained fame on the continent." Leng Xiaoran said so many words at once, his mouth was a little dry, and he paused, and then continued: "However, you several races of the last gods gradually disappeared in the long river of history, like huge rocks in the river, eroded by the river day by day, and one day you will become a grain of sand in the river."
Leng Xiaoran's mouth was full of disdain. Even the dark moon, who was with Leng Xiaoran, had a very bad face. However, the dark moon didn't say anything, and seemed to agree with Leng Xiaoran's statement. However, Resas sent a table and slapped it into pieces in anger. Glad to Leng Xiaoran, and said angrily: "What do you think you should do? Use disgusting methods to expand your power like those beasts, but our race of the last gods can dominate the world. Do you think we are such people?" Resas clenched his fists tightly, and his white fists trembled slightly, but he never blasted over. However, Leng Xiaoran seemed to know that Resas would not take action.
"Can't the powerful strength come from this dark method?" Leng Xiaoran asked back.
Hearing this sentence, Resas was silent for a while, and seemed to have no words to refute. He looked at Leng Xiaoran coldly, his face kept tense and never relaxed.
Leng Xiaoran did not continue to say anything after a while. After a while, Resas finally had a word, "Then what else do you think? Join you except what you said."
Leng Xiaoran smiled faintly, and then said, "Joining us is not a way to make you stronger, it is just a unified and dispersed strength. The only four races you have left are no one now. Just those people in groups of three or three, do you have any chance? Or you may be waiting for the opportunity to have a genius among your descendants in the future to save your own clan? Such a naive idea, even an idiot knows that this may be equal to not, and it is equivalent to digging a grave. What do you think?"
Resas understood Leng Xiaoran's meaning very well, but he just accepted it. "You didn't say the answer I want to hear." Leng Xiaoran's voice was a little cold, as if he no longer wanted to talk to Leng Xiaoran.
Leng Xiaoran seemed to have a so-called look on his face, and at this time the Dark Moon, who had not spoken, walked out and said to Resas: "Your Rock Heart Clan is the closest race to our Dark Moon Clan. We have known each other since we were young. When did I say words to deceive you and when did you disappoint you? Could it be that this time, we can't unite the front of several of us in danger?" Dark Moon was still persuading with emotion.
However, Resas still shook his head and refused to join Leng Xiaoran's team.
Leng Xiaoran paused and stopped saying anything, signaled to everyone with his eyes, and then Leng Xiaoran said, "Let's go. Without them, there is no relationship. This will not change anything..."
As Leng Xiaoran stepped out of this door, Resas's voice came, "How many races have you ruled?" Leng Xiaoran asked silently with his back to Leng Xiaoran.
Leng Xiaoran's body stagnated, then he was stunned and said, "Only the Dark Moon Clan."
However, Resas shook his head mockingly, and then asked, "How do you come about your confidence?"
"Because I have the confidence to win. I have never failed..." Leng Xiaoran said quietly, as if he had remembered something, frowned, and felt a little self-deprecating.[
"Then how can I trust you?" Resas continued.
"The guys from the Dark Moon Clan don't trust us..." Leng Xiaoran turned his head and looked at Dark Moon, and snorted coldly under the look of the dark moon slightly.
Resas listened to Leng Xiaoran's words and felt absurdly, which made Resas speechless. He was stunned for a while. After finding that Leng Xiaoran was still standing at the door, Resas said slightly mockingly: "It's a mess..."
"Indeed." Leng Xiaoran responded to Resas's words very agreeably, and then Leng Xiaoran said: "The races of the four final gods are not tools for me to kill, but are stages for showing themselves on the Golden Continent. This is the case in this continent. Personal heroes are often the ones who die the most miserable, right?"
"I agree with your point of view." Resas's jawhead, Resas's mind is not as tough as he looks. Although it cannot be said that he is smart, it is also delicate. "But I still don't understand, why do you like the four races?"
Leng Xiaoran looked at the sturdy man in front of him with a faint smile, and sat down slowly to his side, saying casually: "I didn't have this idea at first, but later, the Dark Moon Clan and our people met, a peaceful but thrilling encounter. With our help, the Dark Moon King pulled up from the abyss of death, so they agreed with our choice." While saying this, Dark Moon secretly glanced at the same black figure not far away. It was not as charming as it was, but it made his heart never let go.
Resas glanced at the silent Dark Moon, and asked a little strange in his heart, "Are you your subordinates, do you have to do this?" Until now Resas is still very strange that Dark Moon's behavior today is very different from the time he knew him.
Leng Xiaoran glanced at Anyue and said nothing, but Anyue smiled awkwardly, his voice a little hoarse, "Because of his own tribe, I feel a little guilty towards them and you, so..." Anyue didn't say anything more. His meaning was very clear, and Resas's body also stiffened, understanding the meaning of Anyue.
"Ahem. I understand that this really has nothing to do with you... I am also very surprised why the enemy kidnapped my father but did not kill all our tribesmen." Rezas was still worried about his father's captivity, and the cruel hatred deep in his eyes was deeply embedded in his heart.
The hatred like the fire of stars ignited Resas's indignation bit by bit. No one around could see it. Even Leng Xiaoran just felt the slight changes in Resas's heart.
"It means that your power is so unbearable in front of them, and there is no threat at all, so their purpose here is your father. I am not trying to encourage you, but if you join us, once the time is ripe, our power will be very considerable and will not be inferior to any major force on this continent. The elite military strategy, I want to say, but it will take a long time for ten of us to leave, and then the bondage on you will also be dispersed. As for this
What I said is indeed true. I won’t consider whether you believe it or not. There is no need to do it." Leng Xiaoran frowned when he said this, then looked at Bai Ling'er and his companions, and then he had the urge to take a gamble and said slowly: "Some words I may say are very ugly. I really don’t really like the people of the four tribes. Everything about strength or talent is extremely ordinary in our eyes. Because there is still a certain amount of power in this world, so... you know."
Bai Ling'er's eyes were a little worried, and she thought to herself: "Believe them desperately, and I hope you are doing the right thing."