(Meng master Chu Jiayun 14/26)

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If it were a normal day, Ash would only be ridiculed most mercilessly if he said that it was unreliable: Are you thinking about fart?

Everything has changed now.

Whether they admit it or not, it's an indisputable fact that Ash saved them with this strange 'alien' army.

Whether it was the 'snow monsters' that ate them with their mouths open were terrible, or whether this silent and obedient alien army was terrifying, it was difficult to say, but now there has been a conclusion a long time ago.

To stay is to wait for death, and to run away may still be able to survive in death.

"Patriarch Ash...... Is there any way you can prove that the place is relatively safe?"

"I'm ......" Ash was eager to convince her fellow citizens of the other clans with flowery words, but she thought of something more.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she might never have imagined in her life that there was such a hot place in the world. Not to mention the myriad monsters in the Godforsaken Lands.

Can you really survive if you go to God's forsaken land?

Maybe under Jason's strength, everyone can have a good time, but after that, no one can say.

Or maybe the monsters will suddenly kill themselves?

Ash looked around and saw a pair of eyes that longed to stay. Their ancestors have lived in this frozen world for thousands of years.

It's hard to leave your homeland!

Who would want to leave their hometown until the end.

There was heat in someone's eyes, but Ash knew that they were eager for her to lead them to fight those monsters again, banish them, and restore their homeland.

Ash smiled, poignantly.

She raised her hand and pointed at the fish and shrimp players: "They are the best proof." It's not heaven there, but at least it's not hell. Those who will believe in me can stay, and those who do not believe in me have their feet on yourselves. ”

It's a tough choice!

This is how things are, and it will always be difficult to reconcile.

Originally, Ash saved more than 2,000 people, but in the end, less than 1,000 people were willing to follow Ash to the forsaken land.

Even if the players don't understand the Northland barbarian, they know from their expressions that Ash's persuasion is not very successful.

[Ink Forest] pinched his nose and imitated the surviving leaders to speak, "I suspect you're lying to me, but I have no proof. ”

The players burst out laughing, they didn't care, they just watched the cutscenes anyway.

Ash couldn't say anything, so he could only give his final blessing to the patriarch of the Banten clan, Gelpi: "Gelpi, you are the most prestigious leader here, I hope you can treat them all equally, treat them all as your people, and lead them out of despair." I'll leave it to you. ”

Gelpi: "It's okay, I'll go back and gather all the remaining clansmen and fight these monsters again." Your avoidance is not necessarily cowardice. Perhaps, you made the right choice. ”

At this time, the fish and shrimp next to him made a sound.

Gelpi wondered, "What's wrong with them?"

"Well, maybe it's because they're sea tribes, and it's cold here, so they're a little cold. It's their strange way of banishing the cold. Ash was embarrassed, she really didn't know how to say it. Was she going to tell him that the group of players didn't care about him pulling people?

Even more embarrassing was yet to come, and Ash looked at her sister who had banished her to Godforsaken with an extremely complicated expression. They grew up together, but they plotted against Ash because of a disagreement.

For a moment, she wanted to abandon her previous suspicions and take them away desperately, but she felt an indescribable powerlessness in the face of those deeply guarded eyes.

Gelpi saw through this, and secretly laughed in his heart, when he went back, he must regard these women of the Snow Eagle Clan as arms. After all, with Ash's relationship, he is not afraid that they will betray.

He comforted Ash, "Don't worry, I'll take care of Si Le, Qiao Benzi, and Yuan Ji." ”

Ash's mouth squirmed, but he finally nodded.

Fellow citizens of the same race who have made different decisions hug each other or say goodbye in their own way. It's not the players alone.

[Lang Lang 13520]: "This bastard game always doesn't give full language, don't you think there is a language barrier?"

[Five Scarecrow]: "Yes! The forum has raised opinions, and the official birds are not birds." ”

Wang actually knew it for a long time, but if the whole language is open, it is easy to have an accident.

There are also players who don't care.

[Leaky flute] shook his head and shook his head: "People often say that everyone's fate is a mystery. Don't you think the mystery of the fate of these fellows lies in the mystery?"

[Drink satisfied]: "What?"

[Leaky flute] smirked: "The pronunciation of their names!"

[Xuansu in the pile of old papers] suddenly came back to his senses: "Hiccup, dead, braided, ...... death"

A group of fish and shrimp: "Poof-"

These guys immediately cooperated tacitly, rang the bell on the spot, rang the bell, raised the spirit flag, and even one player blew the suona.

Ash heard the music that suddenly sounded, and when she turned her head to see this formation, she was stunned: "What is this for?"

[It's not a birthday compendium] said while doing things seriously: "Sister Ash, it's okay, this is just a separate ceremony of our Celestial Empire." It's just the right time, please don't care. ”

Of course, a bunch of bastards laughing at a pig laugh on his own voice channel, Ash couldn't have heard it.

Listening to the very penetrating and faint sad tone of suona, Ash's eyes moistened: "That's ......"

When the moment of separation came, Ash communicated with his guide.

She stood in a circle surrounded by an altar of the sea with Joanna and nearly a thousand Northland barbarians from different clans.

"I, Ash Snow Hawk, as the Great Chief elected by the remnants of the eleven Northland clans, officially declare that I have asked the following ten challengers to participate in the competition in the Godforsaken Lands, and the target of my challenge is Jason Momoa, the Lord of the [Western Desert]!"

In the void, a mechanical, but unusually loud voice sounded, which crossed the ear drum and directly entered the hearts of everyone around: [Ask for approval, only this time, not for example]!

With the sound, nearly a thousand Northland barbarians were surprised to find that the snow under their feet instantly turned into a pool, and a large mass of constantly agitating water formed a huge circular platform, supporting them to slowly rise to the sky.

"Ahh......h

Ash was equally confused: "We weren't like this when we came......"

Not to mention them, the more than 2,000 remnants of the Northland barbarians who had just set off below also looked at their compatriots who had ascended to heaven in amazement.

At this moment, suddenly a piercing scream came from the edge of the cliff, and the remnants of the soldiers were immediately terrified.

The Hundred-Hand Monster is coming!

Gepil was the first to react, and instead of running away, he ran towards Ash's side.

Unfortunately, late!