Chapter 237: Sleeping or persuading
Chapter 237: Sleeping or persuading
There are too few things that can serve as a check and balance on the Beast King. These chains can only block part of their power. What’s more important is that the unknown potion makes it completely impossible for them to sense the blood power in their bodies.
At this moment, they are no different from powerless females.
I have never felt so powerless before.
Returning to the ancestral home, Krollin walked into the innermost room of the gallery. With a hidden attachment in his eyes, he raised his hand and touched the half-burned painting.
Touching the white and almost transparent skin in the painting, it seems as if I can touch the person in the painting through it.
"How cruel! You don't even want to leave me any thoughts. If I ascend to become a god, will I be able to find you?"
He smiled bitterly and shook his head. After living for nearly a thousand years, he still could not forget that figure. It was the only light in his dark life. How could he forget it?
"Yonar, so what if you are of mixed blood? I believe in you. You are the best. If it is you, you will definitely be able to change the current situation, right?"
"I want to create a truly equal world, so that mixed-bloods can have the opportunity to stand at the top. You will help me, right?"
Since the orcs gained power, their bloodlines have been constantly differentiated, thus dividing into pure blood and mixed blood. Pure blood has a greater probability of reaching high stars, while most mixed blood can only stop at six or seven stars in their entire lives.
Only those with better luck will have the chance to reach a higher level.
As time went on, both the light bloodline and the dark bloodline were divided into classes based on their bloodline. The more mixed the bloodline, the greater the exploitation they received, and their initial status was no different from that of subordinate slaves.
However, the struggle between the God of Light and the God of Darkness broke this law. Although it has been slightly improved, it still remains.
If it weren't for the revolution launched by Jonar, the situation of the mixed-blood race would only be worse than it is now. As for the dirty-blood race, they have no choice but to give up their inherited bloodline divisions in order to survive.
In her imagination, it was a brand new world without discrimination based on blood lineage.
And he was willing to give everything for her idea, even if she was no longer here.
"We'll be able to meet again soon."
Jonal withdrew his hand, the dark tide in his eyes gradually subsided. If it was really as they said, then everything he had done so far was worth it. Standing at the pinnacle of power and strength was just for him to be closer to her.
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After several days of full-scale attack, they finally met up with the large army led by Patrick. They only took less than half of the people with them. The tribe must have strong orcs stationed there to garrison, otherwise all their wealth would be lost in one battle.
When we arrived at the camp, the orcs had already built simple wooden houses to live in. For orcs with good hands-on skills, it would only take two or three days to build such a dwelling.
Erlan showed the token given by Patrick and successfully entered the camp. Su Tang walked in front and entered the spacious hall of the dome.
The remaining strength of the Dirty Blood Race was even stronger than she had expected. The room was decorated with huge night-shining pearls. Su Tang glanced around and saw that the people sitting on the chairs were all beast kings, and their fellow tribesmen standing behind them were also orcs with strength reaching nine stars.
Patrick sat in the back seat. From the arrangement of the seats, one could tell the power of these people to speak, and it was obvious that Patrick's reputation was not high. Although Su Tang didn't know what price he had paid for himself to get these people to come to his aid,
But she has always been grateful to Patrick from the bottom of her heart. He is like her grandfather, unconditionally accepting all her unreasonable requests, regardless of whether he can do it or not, and he always agrees to his granddaughter's request.
Su Tang nodded slightly towards Patrick's position. Patrick seemed to sense her emotions. He had a gentle smile on his face and his brows were relaxed. He really looked like a hermit.
After calming down the tears welling up in his eyes, Su Tang took off his cloak and hood, revealing his true face.
The positions at the top and on the left and right sides of the bottom are still empty, which shows that the people who can really decide whether this battle can be fought have not yet arrived.
The pressure and gaze of the Beast King were cast towards her. Even though Erlan and Nolan stood beside her to block most of the pressure for her, and even her steps were extremely heavy, she was not a weak female.
She is a goddess!
If you want others to surrender, you must show convincing strength and benefits. Su Tang also understood this truth. Erlan and Nolan beside her also understood it, so they just protected her secretly and did not directly shout at those people.
Su Tang untied the cloak and opened it with her hand. Nolan followed behind her like the most pious and loyal servant. He respectfully took the cloak she took off, lowered his eyebrows and nodded, without any appearance of a beast king.
The cloak was removed, revealing her slender and soft figure. The thin black suspender skirt reached her calves. Her skin was so bright and fair that even the night pearls in the room lost some of their luster. Her long, slightly curly hair fell to her hips, illuminating the room. She was absolutely stunning.
I don't know who spoke first: "If the goddess wants to sleep with us, it may be difficult, but if you are willing, we can give you shelter."
He pronounced the word "sleep" in a very ambiguous way, and the people present had different expressions.
It has been a long time since they last saw the goddess, and so many generations have passed. The people in the upper echelons have long since let go of the situation, and it is obviously unrealistic to expect these people to bring about a turnaround.
Although the temple keeps pursuing the Beast King, most of them still have ways to avoid it and retreat into the tribe to become the behind-the-scenes ruler. If it weren't for Patrick, the Beast King of the previous generation, who disregarded the dignity of the Beast King and knelt down to beg, they would not sit here to listen to Su Tang's opinion.
From the day they became orc warriors, they shouldered the future of the tribe. Honor and belief were passed down from generation to generation. They were warriors, and they needed to move forward fearlessly in pursuit of a higher peak.
Not to mention the Beast King, it would be better to let an orc warrior die than to let him kneel down and beg for mercy. The pride in their bones does not allow them to do so. Even if they fight to the death and shed their last drop of blood, they will not give up their dignity and beliefs.
Even though Nolan was captured and threatened, those people did not force him to kneel openly, because the higher the star of the orc, the harder the arrogance in his bones, and if he is forced to bend, he will eventually break, so he can only be tamed slowly.
"Simon, please speak properly. You are blaspheming our great goddess by saying this! Goddess, if you are willing to return to the tribe with me, I will hold you in my hands! With me here, I will be able to give you a rich, luxurious and stable life!"
The one who spoke was a young man with black hair and blue eyes. He was a member of a powerful clan in the Scorpion Clan and his tribe was also a large tribe, so he dared to say such words.
Although he was defending her, he did not show any respect for the goddess at all. It was as if he treated her as a slightly noble female and showed off his charm and strength to his heart's content.
"Stop making so much noise! Do you have any demeanor of a Beast King?" An extremely shocking voice came from outside.
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