"God, let me ask you, is the fist of the God slave also very hard?"

"My people have rebelled, so what do I have to fear?"

The divine slaves seemed to have their seals lifted one by one, and they rose up one by one!

Normally I am submissive, but today I hit hard!

They are also the strongest men in their clan who have become gods, how can they have no backbone?

These gods have conquered their homeland. Which god has not stained his hands with the blood of his own people?

If it weren't for the conquered tribesmen, how could they be willing to be dogs for these gods who had slaughtered their ancestors and even slaughtered their own relatives under their noses?

How could he be willing to endure the aloofness and nobility of these pure-blooded gods, and endure their bossing around like slaves?

I've been feeling aggrieved for thousands of years, and I just vomited it out today!

"kill!"

"Damn it, my people have all rebelled against me, what are I waiting for! Second brother, rebel against me!"

"Success or failure is today!"

"Destroy the Temple of Winter! Overthrow Chione!"

"Knife in hand, follow me! Kill the Lord God and rob the temple!"

A group of god slaves suddenly burst out, like wild beasts with their masks unmasked. They were usually submissive, but at this moment they showed their unparalleled bloodiness. They turned around and fought with the pure-blooded gods with red eyes and desperate for their lives!

This is the so-called anger of lower beings!

This is the anger of the humble god slave!

For a time, not only the pure-blooded gods who claimed to be noble were confused, but even those who became gods in Great Xia were confused.

"No, how come they started doing it on their own?" .??.

Bai Qi looked confusedly at the gods in front of him who were fighting harder than him, and said confusedly: "It seems like we have nothing to do... Who can we help?"

"I don't know, let me know what's going on."

There was a god slave who was holding down a medium god hammer and raised his head and shouted: "Brothers from the human race, come here quickly and help!"

"We rebelled!"

"Come here, we are a family now, help me beat him to death!"

Only then did the gods of Great Xia understand the situation... Have you rebelled internally?

"Quick, go up and help!"

"Help me, go up and stop him! This guy is going to hammer that God of Winter to death!"

"Fuck, these guys are more fierce than us in fighting! Quick, go up and break up the fight!"

The gods of Great Xia were speechless at this time. They really didn't expect that the God of Winter would start a fight with them.

Are there any colleagues here?

Unexpectedly.

I was originally fighting to the death with the gods, but I actually wanted to help break up the fight and save those pure-blooded gods who were about to be beaten to death!

As a last resort, even the God of Death Bai Qi roared and went up to break up the fight with a blood sickle, shouting: "Don't fight! Just calm down!"

The God of Death who once tricked and killed 400,000 gods never thought that one day he would have to persuade gods to fight.

But because of this, for a time, the pressure on the Great Xia God Army on the battlefield between the middle gods and low gods was instantly reduced.

After all, they are fighting with themselves... The Great Xia Divine Army, which was originally going to fight hard, is now going to break up the fight.

No matter what, we still can't let these gods of winter die.

"Damn it, I never thought that our biggest task would be to break up the fight... I'm ready to die!"

Ten low-level gods from Daxia hugged a mid-level winter god slave tightly and said in a deep voice: "Brother, listen to me and calm down."

On the ground, the medium-sized Winter God who was hammered half to death seemed to see the savior: "Human, help! Stop him!"

"Let me go! Let me kill him!" The mid-level Winter God slave struggled.

"Calm down. In fact, there is no deep hatred. After all, we have worked together for so many years..."

Before the warrior could finish consoling him, the medium-sized Winter God slave's eyes turned red and he gritted his teeth and said: "In that battle, he held me down and killed my parents, my wife, and hundreds of people from my tribe in front of my eyes.

, use my child to force me to surrender! Force me to be the lackey of the gods!"

"Ah... If you want to be more open-minded, it's actually not a big deal. This... damn, I don't know how to persuade you to do this."

The soldier suddenly felt a little confused. He had received training in fighting, but he had not been trained in how to break up a fight!

Who would have thought that in the face of the invasion of the gods, they would have to persuade the gods to fight!

And with this level of hatred...the warrior thought that if it were him, he wouldn't be able to kill all the other people's families, even if they had more relatives.

Why did Daxia never forget the invasion of Kameda Kingdom, even after two or three generations?

It's because they have been stained with the blood of their ancestors and relatives!

This kind of hatred cannot be eradicated by anyone!

"You deserve to die!" The warrior gave the pure-blooded god a slap in the face with his backhand, but still ordered: "Ten more brothers, drag this god slave brother down and calm down! In addition, someone should protect this pure-blooded god.

God! Take him down for first aid!"

Twenty low-level gods

, firmly grasped the body of the god slave and dragged him backwards.

"Don't stop me, let me kill him!!" The eyes of this divine slave were extremely angry. It was the anger that had been suppressed for thousands of years. Even if he was dragged back, his hands would hold on to the ground, as if he was going to crawl over for revenge at any time!

His eyes were red and bleeding, like a demon!

The Zhongshen who was almost beaten to death almost had one breath left. Two Daxia soldiers immediately went up and dragged him to the medical team.

"Thank you, thank you Daxia for protecting me, be sure to stop him and don't let him come..." The middle god, who was originally about to invade, grabbed the hands of the two warriors, as if he saw a savior, and thanked him sincerely.

Daxia, this moment actually became his life-saving straw!

That crazy god slave, especially the blood-red eyes, made this mid-level god feel real fear!

"Get the hell out of here," a soldier slapped him again, "If it weren't for the order, I would really want to kill you."

Another soldier muttered: "When I came, I didn't say that I had to break up the fight. It's better now, and I have to protect the gods..."

But it's not always like this.

When Dong De's voice came, and when they saw what happened on the first battlefield, a god slave looked excited: "Brother, we are rebelling!"

"The tribe has formed an alliance with Daxia! We are no longer controlled by the gods!"

"Brother, let me kill you!"

He rushed towards a medium god fiercely, but the next moment.

"boom!"

The brother beside him kicked him down!

"elder brother……"

He stared blankly and said in disbelief: "The tribe is already free, we don't need to anymore..."

"Shut up!"

The older brother looked solemn and glanced coldly in the direction of the fiery first battlefield. His eyes revealed the indifference and nobility of God: "Brother, after so many years, don't you understand?"

“How can God be disobedient?”

"Fighting for God is the right choice."

"They should not have betrayed the gods."

The younger brother looked at the elder brother who once rebelled against the gods with him in astonishment. He felt so unfamiliar and said blankly: "Brother, are you crazy?"

"Are you really assimilated by a god? Do you really think of yourself as a god?!"

"They slaughtered your people, they killed our parents!"

"I'm not crazy." The elder brother shook his head slightly, shining brightly, "Actually, over the years, I have enjoyed being a god and conquering...don't you like it?"

"elder brother……"

The older brother interrupted: "God is invincible. Although humans are powerful, they will be conquered sooner or later."

"We have also witnessed more difficult conquests. God will indeed fail, but he will never fail. The ending will never change."

"Brother, now the tribe has made the wrong choice. We can't sit idly by and watch." He said softly: "In order to let the Lord God spare those tribesmen, we should work harder. You and I should work together to educate those tribesmen and help them."

They made the right choice! Only in this way can they atone for the sins of their people!"

The young brother stared blankly at this strange brother.

He clenched his fists and walked towards his brother.
To be continued...