The vixen who regained her freedom fell to the ground, her cold eyes staring at Qin Ze calmly.
She stared blankly, and was a little dazed for a moment.
Qin Ze said in the local area network: "Did you see it? This is the charm of a handsome man that only appears once in three thousand years."
Other clones followed up and said: "The pretty god is a handsome man, which means I am also a handsome man."
"Then I am too."
"Me too."
"Great! We are all handsome guys!"
"..."
After a while, the woman slowly said: "You and him... are a bit similar."
Qin Ze was curious: "Jiuyou? How are they similar?"
The woman pondered for a moment: "The feeling it gives me."
Qin Ze pulled the corner of his mouth, thinking that this woman was crazy about men.
The woman raised her hand to push the long hair in front of her face behind her ears, revealing a pale and delicate face.
She straightened her clothes and introduced herself: "Barbarian Princess, Qiong."
Qin Ze clasped his fists and said: "I am a handsome man that only appears once in three thousand years in the human race, a close friend of Emperor Maka, the only designated orthodox successor of the Blue Flame Clan's Fire Technique, a guest of honor in the Glazed Sea, the savior of the Molten Steel Civilization, the life and death brother of the Son of the Fiery Sun Clan, a strategic partner of the Spirit Clan, and a sword cultivator who aspires to surpass the Sword God, Lin Zhiyuan."
Qiong couldn't help but open her beautiful eyes wide when she heard this series of titles. This man is not ordinary.
He actually has such a close relationship with so many alien races. He must be a peerless strongman like Jiuyou who can travel across the land of gods.
Qin Ze was very satisfied with Qiong's reaction and said to his clones: "See, when you go out, you give yourself an identity."
The King of Dharma: "Say the identity of the Pretty God and scare her!"
After listening to the other party's self-introduction, Qin Ze felt that the vixen was not like an unforgivable villain. Her demon didn't seem to be pure.
Qiong came back to his senses and said, "The person you are looking for... is also from my Barbarian tribe?"
Qin Ze: "Are all the people in this place Barbarians?"
Qiong nodded.
The King of Dharma exclaimed, "This Jiuyou is awesome. He took away all the food and possessions. He must have packed up the entire Barbarian tribe, right?"
Qiong immediately continued, "To be precise, we were not suppressed here, but came in on our own initiative."
Qin Ze's face was full of question marks. What kind of special hobby is this that likes to be imprisoned?
Qiong didn't know about Brother Yuan Zi's affairs. She had never left this small house. Her memory was still stuck at the moment she came in.
Thinking of this, Qin Ze felt that Qiong was quite pitiful.
In such a small space, a person had been waiting alone for who knows how many years.
Qiong said, "If you want to know what happened in the past, you can ask the Demon Suppression Hall directly. It knows more details than me."
Qin Ze: "How can I ask this?"
Qiong looked him up and down: "Now I have a little belief that you were indeed pulled in by the Demon Suppression Hall."
"The Demon Suppression Hall mistook you for Jiuyou, you can communicate with it directly."
Qin Ze looked around: "Is the Demon Suppression Hall here? Tell me what happened in the past, where is Jiuyou? How were the barbarians suppressed here."
As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding walls and the floor and ceiling were rippled like water.
The ripples spread layer by layer, and the surrounding scene changed rapidly.
The original small room disappeared, replaced by the majestic hall that Qin Ze was familiar with.
There were several people with animal features sitting on the chairs, and an old fox was sitting in the main seat.
Qin Ze muttered to himself: "Looking back, the Demon Suppression Hall is quite intelligent."
Demon Suppression Hall: "..."
Qin Ze was amazed: "It turns out that the barbarians are not just fox spirits, but also various kinds of Fu Rui."
The old fox looked sad and sighed: "The star gate is broken again. From now on, the people of my barbarian tribe will no longer have the possibility of becoming gods."
"The situation in the Land of the Gods is becoming more and more turbulent. Several civilizations that are friendly to us have been destroyed in the war."
"If this continues, disaster will sooner or later fall on the heads of the barbarians."
The war between the Star God and the Weird God swept across the entire Land of the Gods. No civilization could stay out of it. It was just a matter of time.
A chubby middle-aged man suggested: "Why don't we find a pillar god to rely on? I heard that the pillar gods are looking for believers recently, and many civilizations have become places of faith in gods."
"Since you are a believer, you should be protected by the gods."
The snake girl said immediately: "No, the fate of the barbarians cannot be handed over to others."
The people in the hall immediately started talking.
"In the current situation, it is a blessing to be able to survive. What's the point of handing over your fate?"
"What if the pillar gods use us as cannon fodder? Now the lives lost in wars every day are in the billions.to calculate. "
"The clan leader is only one step away from becoming a god, and there should be no problem in protecting our clan with the current strength, right?"
"The top of the demigod is also a demigod, and there is a world of difference between it and the gods."
"What should we do? Just lie down?"
"..."
Qin Ze watched with relish.
The wrangling between the top leaders is indeed something that happens in every civilization.
Qin Ze secretly observed Qiong beside him. She still had a cold face and did not react at all.
"Cough cough cough~"
The old fox suddenly coughed a few times, and the hall immediately quieted down.
It can be seen that the other Furuis respect the old fox very much.
The old fox said in a deep voice: "The fate of the barbarians cannot be handed over to outsiders, even if it is a god, the barbarians must control their own destiny."
The snake girl asked: "Clan leader, do you have the hope of condensing the godhood?"
The old fox shook his head: "Unless the star gate is recast again. "
Everyone fell silent after hearing this.
The Star Gate has been recast once. Will there be another god to do it?
Maybe, but the possibility is extremely low.
Besides, the Star Gate is rarely broken, and the strange gods will not give the opportunity to recast it, and they must guard it strictly.
Tiger head and tiger brain said: "Can we only hold on now?"
The fox old man slowly raised his head and looked in the direction of Qin Ze, with a glimmer of light in his turbid eyes.
"Although there is no Star Gate, but... we can create our own gods of the barbarians."
"This god will not have two hearts. As long as He still exists, He will always protect the barbarians. "
Qin Ze frowned.
The barbarians want to create gods?
Sure enough, none of the civilizations that can continue are easy to deal with.
They always come up with a good idea and do something you can't imagine.
Others looked at each other after hearing the words of the patriarch.
"Create a god? How to create it? Can we create a Star Gate? "
The old fox looked at the dome of the hall, patted the armrest of the chair beside him, and said in a deep voice: "The way to create a god is in it."
The snake girl seemed to have thought of something: "Jiuyou, do you want Jiuyou to be the god?"
The old fox nodded slightly: "Only in this way can the barbarians have a glimmer of hope in the future."