2169: C2169 Raising the umbrella of the prehistoric clan

C2169 Raising the umbrella of the prehistoric clan

Needless to say, the Prehistoric Clan was currently fighting the World Alliance led by the Xuan Ming Clan.

They wanted to be their fathers. How could they simply swallow such an insult just because he had killed ten of them, Wu Ji?

"External Qi Division?"

Su Yuhan was a little confused, but he quickly changed his tone, "I don't care who you are, you have no right to speak to me. Call Ye Tianze to come over personally, and for him to become the Master of Great Desolation, is it so grand? You don't even see me, the head of the diplomatic mission? "

Wan Tong wrinkled his brow and the surrounding guards also glared at him angrily.

But Zhao Mingli, still smiling, said: "First of all, you must understand one thing. This is my Prehistoric Clan, not your Void Civilization!"

Even though he spoke words, and was still lying softly, Su Yuhan converged a bit after hearing those words, and said coldly: "What exactly do you all want? Do you really want to start a war with my void race? Offending a member of the Xuan Ming Clan, is something that you can no longer afford to do. Offending another void race, how can you all face it? "

"First..."

Zhao Mingli looked at him, and hesitated for a moment, "According to the rules of the Ten Thousand Worlds Civilization, between civilizations, there isn't a place previously, so it can't be considered a diplomatic mission, and you aren't an envoy either. At most, you are just a messenger."

After saying all that, Zhao Mingli deliberately paused, and sized up his expression, "If you are just a messenger, then, you are naturally not at the level of an envoy. You do not have the qualifications to be personally received by Your Majesty."

Sure enough, after Su Yuhan finished listening, his expression immediately changed. He did not expect the person in front of him, was actually so clear on the rules of the boundless universe.

Even Wan Tong was surprised. How did Zhao Mingli know all these things? Could it be that Your Majesty told him? Impossible!

In this situation, it was impossible for Your Majesty to tell Zhao Mingli all this, otherwise it would be cheating.

Thinking about it here, Wan Tong suddenly started to admire Zhao Mingli a little.

Seeing that Su Yuhan had retracted his furious expression, Zhao Mingli continued, "As a messenger, you trespassed into the territory of my Prehistoric Clan and killed tens of thousands of my soldiers.

When he said the last four words, Zhao Mingli's expression turned extremely cold. All of the cultivator present felt a chill run down their spines, and Wan Tong beside him, even more so, subconsciously shivered.

It was no wonder that the Zhao Mingli who stirred up everything in the Human Clan that year, even if it was only the Dao Combination Stage, when it showed its might, its aura was extraordinary. This made Wan Tong feel as if he was with the daughter-in-law's Li Chaoying.

As long as Li Chaoying glared, Wan Tong could only admit defeat.

"Isn't it just ten thousand warriors?"

Su Yuhan said coldly, "My void race can afford it, but just because of these ten thousand warriors, is it worth it to let your Prehistoric Clan fight against the void race? You should calculate this debt properly, that will cause how many warriors in Prehistoric Clan will perish in the Tong Tian Dao? Ten thousand? A hundred thousand? A million? And it's even worth tens of millions! "

Wan Tong said with a cold face. Of course they were clear about what happened.

"They can proudly die on the battlefield, but they definitely cannot be executed by small fry like you!"

Zhao Mingli followed to answer, "You said you can't afford it? No, you can't afford it, in my Prehistoric Clan's eyes, they have never been this number. They are 10,000 men with flesh and blood, they are my Prehistoric Clan's warriors, they have parents and brothers, they have children, what's more ?. Do you know that my Prehistoric Clan, even when facing World Alliance, still does not retreat? "

Su Yuhan shook his head. He felt that this Human Clan in front of him, who only had the Dao Combination Stage, was much more terrifying than the fatty who looked so fierce.

"Because we don't want to be anyone's slave, we don't want to lower our heads, we don't want our dignity, we want to waggle our tails and beg for pity. So, we choose to fight!"

Zhao Mingli said, "We would rather die proudly on the battlefield than to lower our heads and allow you to slaughter us, that's why we chose to fight! Our fight... This is to let you know, my Prehistoric Clan Warriors are not so easy to kill. If you kill them, you will have to pay the price of blood! "

Wan Tong was usually very calm, but when he heard Zhao Mingli's speech, which was not generous at all, he felt like the hot blood in his heart, was ignited.

From the Human Clan onwards, they were not willing to become Slave. They strided forward proudly, even if it meant death on the battlefield, they were willing!

Countless sacrifices had been made in the hope that one day, their warriors would no longer be treated as ants by others. Countless citizens of the Human Clan would never again be defiled and humiliated by others.

They could strut about and choose their own paths. In the face of any power, they could look at each other and not bow their heads!

When the Human Clan becomes the Prehistoric Clan, they no longer have to fight for him, but they still have to fight for their faith.1

For the sake of the word "prehistoric", these two words represented their dignity, their faith, and their dao!

"If you kill ten thousand warriors of my Prehistoric Clan, then your void race will have to pay with ten thousand lives!" Zhao Mingli stood up and looked at him coldly.

His tone was not excited, and was even somewhat calm, but within this serenity, it carried a heavy pressure, pressuring Su Yuhan to the point that it was somewhat difficult to breathe.

He did not understand why a Dao Combination Stage cultivator could actually give him such a huge pressure, but he knew that this person was not easy to deal with.

Zhao Mingli slowly sat down. His words were from the bottom of his heart. Other than the warriors of the pars obfusca, most probably no one else could understand Ye Tianze's intentions more than him!

Only with the strength of two lifetimes did they manage to walk out of the painting of life. The ants had finally become elephants today, and their goal was to no longer be seen as ants by others!

This was what their Your Majesty s did, they were not as great as their Master of the Other Shore, who held up an umbrella for all living things!

He had only held up an umbrella for the Prehistoric Clan. All the warriors of the Prehistoric Clan were willing to die a miserable death for their Your Majesty.

It was only at this moment that Su Yuhan finally understood why the Prehistoric Clan had reacted so violently. It was like the void race was facing the civilizations of the world, and he could only choose to lower his head.

However, the Prehistoric Clan was not willing to lower their heads. They were willing to fight a battle for the sake of being slaughtered, because that was their foundation and their belief!

even when facing against a void race they simply could not defeat.

At this moment, Su Yuhan finally understood why the Prehistoric Clan could stay in a stalemate with the coalition forces s of the Ten Thousand Realms for so long.

Just this kind of firm belief of 'if we want to win together, we must lose together' was something that countless civilizations in ten thousand worlds did not have.

They might have had it before, but it was all crushed by reality, crushed by the immense pressure.

"If the envoys can repay this debt of blood owed to the Prehistoric Clan with the lives of 9,990 void race s, then..."

Zhao Mingli said, "We are willing to sit down peacefully with the void race and talk about how to deal with the Xuan Ming Clan!"

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