872: C872 Integration of Local Forces

C872 Integration of Local Forces

Lin Mo gawked and tentatively waved at them.

Who would have thought that these Mammoth Race clansmen would actually move towards them? Moreover, this was not a normal movement.

Can you imagine a bunch of giants 4 meters tall kneeling on the ground, walking towards me on their knees?

This was the shocking scene that Lin Mo was currently witnessing.

This group of idiots walked over slowly from the ground, and even plowed the grass on the ground.

As they stood in a line in front of Lin Mo, worshipping him, the feeling of being revered made Lin Mo momentarily feel at ease.

"You can understand my words?"

Lin Mo probed.

"Yes."

After waiting for two to three minutes, one of the Mammoth Tribesmen finally responded.

Since the invention of the language and language of the entire continent, there had not been much change. Even if these races had been wiped out on the continent, there was still no problem in communicating with them.

The one speaking was the son of the Mammoth Race's chief, which was also the junior leader.

As for his unlucky parents, they had already been turned into roasted meat by Lin Mo's meteorite attack.

However, even though Lin Mo had killed so many of his tribesmen, the remaining people did not dare to disrespect Lin Mo in the slightest.

To kill one's own family, this was an absolutely irreconcilable enmity.

He had killed many of his own clansmen. This was an unforgettable hatred.

However, when his opponent had sufficient strength to exterminate his clan with a snap of a finger, there was only reverence left.

The Mammoth Race clansmen were now filled with reverence towards Lin Mo from the depths of their souls.

"Tell me about the situation here."

Since they could communicate, it was a good thing for Lin Mo.

Although his own strength should be strong enough, in the territory of other deities, especially the supra-deities, Lin Mo still had to consider many aspects, and the more well-prepared the better.

The Mammoth Young Chief briefly introduced the situation here. The general situation was not too different from what Lin Mo had expected.

All the creatures here were indeed collected by the War Goddess and used as a tool to stop the trial-takers.

Correspondingly, the distribution of the different races here was also based on strength.

The Mammoth Race was just the smallest race on the outskirts. In the entire forbidden area, there were a total of 38 small races, 16 normal races, and the strongest race.

Upon hearing this number, Lin Mo felt a headache.

He still hoped to get out of here within a day or two, but with so many races, even if he had to kill ten of them every day, plus the powerful one at the end, it would still take at least a week.

I wonder if the gods in the sky have the patience to wait so long?

What if they didn't come to an agreement within a few days and instead opened a passage between the Divine Continent and the Primal Chaos Continent, coming down to capture him?

Lin Mo rolled his eyes as he immediately came up with a plan.

"Hey, have you ever thought of moving in?"

"Huh?"

The Mammoth Race's junior family head evidently did not understand Lin Mo's intentions, as he looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"I mean, do you think the place you're living in right now isn't good? Do you want to live in a deeper place? "

Lin Mo rolled his eyes as he patiently explained.

"The locations where each race is now are all arranged based on the results of their battle when they first entered this space. They are not places that we can change as we wish."

The junior family head shook his nose and said in an innocent and silly manner.

Lin Mo was suddenly speechless, was this group of orcs stunned in this place?

Was the meaning in his words not clear enough?

"Indeed, with your strength, you are unable to make any changes. However, I can help you so that you can live a better life here."

Lin Mo straightforwardly said in a very straightforward manner.

However, his words seemed to make it hard for these Mammoth Race clansmen to accept. Many of them began to lower their heads and whisper to each other. The junior family head's expression became even more obvious.

"There are rules here. If we mess around, the War Goddess will not be happy."

The junior family head carefully looked at Lin Mo and slowly said.

As far as he was concerned, he could not afford to offend Lin Mo, and he could not afford to offend the Goddess of War either. All he could do was hope for a balance between the two of them.

Lin Mo was completely helpless, these Beastmen's thoughts were a little stiff to the point of being terrifying.

Or it could be said that they were tightly bound by the rules of the War God, but as long as they were within the rules, there would be places for them to break through.

Lin Mo pondered silently for a moment before reorganizing his thoughts.

"What rules did you guys follow when you divided up the territories?"

"Listening to the legends in the tribe, it seems like the battles between all the races that entered this place were arranged according to the order in which they were eliminated."

"How do we fight?"

"Put everyone together for a big fight."

The junior family head said honestly.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo instantly came up with an idea. His eyes turned as he smiled at the junior family head.

"Do you think it's fair?"

"Since it was established by the War Goddess, it should be fair, right?"

The junior family head was stunned for a moment. He had never thought about this question before, so he could only answer it in accordance with what he had assumed would happen.

"Hehe, for those powerful races, this is indeed fair. However, for normal races like you, this is very unfair."

Lin Mo coldly laughed.

"Think carefully. If you and the dragon race were in the same arena at the same time, who would the other people attack first?"

Lin Mo continued asking.2

"Of course it's us. Because the dragon race is very strong. The other races don't dare to provoke them."

The junior family head finally understood and reacted quickly.

"Sigh!" That's right! "

Lin Mo acted like a weird uncle who was trying to trick a child. His tone was extremely exaggerated as he praised the boy. At the same time, he even gave a thumbs up.

The junior family head shook his nose dumbly and scratched his head embarrassedly.

In that chaotic battle back then, no one went to look for trouble with those powerful races. They were dealing with ordinary races, and some races might not be your match in this 1v1 battle, but because of them joining hands, you were eliminated first. Think about it, is that right?

Lin Mo spread out his hands and asked everyone.

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