George spread his hands and stretched out as far as he could into the night sky. It seems that with just a little more, he can touch the gods in his mind!

"In a starry sky, the great god descended ......"

He spoke softly, as if he were afraid of disturbing the peace of God:

“…… God said, 'From now on you will have at least twice as much power as you do now!' And, whatever the Birdman Angel or the Norse Werewolf, whether it is God's Light or the Dark Curse, you will lose all threat! ’”

"That's why we have today's Wind Clan!"

George slowly opened his eyes and stared condescendingly at the crowd in the audience - yes, if it weren't for Han Feng's strict orders, many creatures in the audience would be grains of sand on the seashore, but the Wind Clan would be the invincible tsunami!

"I believe everyone has a real understanding of the ability of the Wind Clan."

George said lightly. But the next action shocked the hearts of countless people at the scene!

"God has also said that the mission of the WindClan is to free more races from the darkness and become the new WindClan! And in my heart, the so-called Wind Clan is the Protoss around the master! ”

"We don't grow old and don't die! We're capable! We have nothing to fear! We are faithful! ”

With a sonorous voice, George tore open his chest!

Yes, on this brightly lit platform, under the gaze of countless eyes, he personally held out his heart.

A white light erupted from George's chest!

"Oh my God, how could he possibly have the Holy Light?!"

Carol covered her mouth in surprise. As a Bloodliner, he naturally knew the power of the Holy Light - it was the Bloodline's death light!

But today, that awe-inspiring holy light emanated from a former blood clan patriarch! This qiē is too incredible!

Could it be that the Wind Clan can really defy the sky?

But the next scene made him affirm his doubts and strengthen his mind.

"My master, the great and merciful God, has endowed us with unimaginable abilities! And what he asks for is only our loyalty! ”

George looked straight at the beating heart in the holy light, and whispered with a blurred gaze:

"The host gave us a new lease of life. In the years to come, we will no longer be afraid, afraid, frightened, and confused! We will follow the will of the gods, which is the only mission of all WindClans! ”

"And the only thing we have to do is absolute loyalty!"

George Gambino cried out in his heart in his hand and bathed in a holy light:

"As long as you give your loyalty, you will be our companion and become the new WindClan!"

…………

There was silence in the audience.

Many people can't help but think about what happened before. Quest is right, if you want to survive under the wings of the WindClan, you must pay for complete freedom!

But the example of the Gambino family is vividly laid out in front of us - a small family of vampires of no more than a hundred or so people, who are protected by the gods because they are on the right track. Even with God-given power, he began to rule over the vast North American continent!

But does it really have to come at the cost of freedom?

Little Flintz tightened the giant axe in his hand and silently waited for his father's instructions.

In his heart, it doesn't matter whether he becomes a Wind Clan or not. What matters is the father's choice.

Old Lady Leante took a deep look at him and said in a low voice:

"Little Flints, what would you do if you were the patriarch?"

Little Frinz lowered his head and said firmly:

"It's all up to my father!"

Hearing this, Old Lloante sighed softly, and looked at little Flintz with endless disappointment:

"You will be the patriarch of House Lyoant, my child." His gloomy tone seemed to be arranging his own affairs.

"You must take on the responsibility of the patriarch! Know that every decision you make will affect the development or ...... of your family Perish! ”

Old Lyoante sighed again:

"Ah, Fulintz, are you willing to give up your entire family in order to follow a god?"

The future patriarch of the Leauander family, now little Fulintz, almost without a thought, puffed up his chest, clenched the great axe in his hand, and replied in a loud voice:

"Yes, Father! As long as the gods are willing to protect my family, I will fight for him to the death! ”

It was like a boulder being thrown into a pond, and the square, which had been silent, was suddenly awakened by the loud shout of little Flintz.

Willing or unwilling, you have to make a choice on this night!

Or, like the Gambino family, faithfully follow the gods, fight for him, and die for him!

Or, as Quest said before, unite and stand out as you want, for the sake of freedom, resist the WindClan!

Gradually, the square began to come alive with people exchanging ideas with each other.

Survival or Freedom? Obedience or Rebellion?

…………

Wu Hongjun and Xiao Jin both stood quietly next to the high platform, looking at the venue calmly. And the translator is Wright, the current patriarch of the Gambino mafia family - an old man who doesn't want to be a family vampire who kills him, but is favored by Han Feng because of this.

"It should be their honor to be your father's subordinate!"

Wu Hongjun said in a low voice, and a folding fan appeared in his hand at some point. A black-edged gold-trimmed, snow-like fan, and a blood-red and pleasing bat are moving in the wind.

It is the Zhong Kui bat fan in the hands of the underworld judge!

Xiao Jin stared at the venue tightly, and replied lightly:

"If it weren't for my father's orders, where would these people still be able to save zài!"

And George, who was on the high platform, also quietly looked at the people in the audience, but for a while, he didn't speak again.

Today, I'm putting a big pie in front of you. If you don't know how to cherish it, what will greet you can only be the butcher's knife of the Wind Clan! Although the master said that he wanted to win over as many people as possible to join the Wind Clan, for George, it had to be a situation where those who went along and those who did not prosper.

Take the pie without paying the price, that's something you don't have to think about!

In George's opinion, even with Gambino's more than 100 Wind Clans, he was able to rule the entire world. I really don't know why the master Han Feng still wants to fight for these dark creatures!

Despite his misgivings, no matter what, George didn't dare to ask any questions to his master - his mission could only be to realize Han Feng's will!

And that matter of repairing the Heavenly Dao, or resisting the catastrophe to achieve salvation, how could Han Feng sue George?

In the slightly cool night sky, the crazy brother looked down at the crowd below, and he sneered in his heart:

George only mentioned the conditions for becoming a Wind Clan, and these Fanbang ghost beasts talked about it, and even planned to make their own requests, which was ridiculous and hateful!