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Hurtado lifted the curtain and warmly invited Lan Wu to come in and rest. As soon as the curtain was lifted, a strong manly aura rushed towards him, and Lan Wu was almost smoked.

It was a complex smell mixed with the smell of sweat, fox odor, and the stench of not bathing for a long time, which was quite in line with the style of barbarians.

After hesitating for a moment, Lan Wu's face twitched and he walked in. As soon as I entered the tent, the pile of dirty laundry in the corner of the tent that had not been washed for an unknown amount of time immediately came into view. A few dirty furs in the other corner also came into view. It was then that he realized where the complex smell in the tent came from.

Hurtado, apparently accustomed to the strange smell of the tent, enthusiastically gave up his bed, the pile of fur that smelled of strange smell, as he entered: "Lord Charismatic, you sleep here. I'll just make do with it. ”

Lan Wu's face twitched again. You're willing to give up the best place, but you have to be acceptable. He quickly declined: "Don't be so troublesome. I also need to figure out how to get Master Rasuk to accept my advice. I'm afraid I don't have time to rest. ”

"Yes." Hurtado scratched his bald head and shook his head with regret and sighed, "Actually, personally, I am eager to accept the new inheritance. After a slight pause, he looked up at Lan Wu again, and said with a serious expression: "Lord Divine Benefactor, I hope you can tell me what the world has become now. ”

Lan Wu was silent.

What has become of the world now? He didn't know either. The situation is complicated. The forces of hell have an absolute advantage. Heaven is now unknown if it has been destroyed by the combined forces of Diablo and Bal. Of course, there is also an archangel who is entangled with Mephisto, and I don't know if there is a winner or not. If that archangel is captured alive by Mephisto, it can be said that heaven is completely out of play.

But none of that matters. The important thing is that there is no clue to the whereabouts of these legendary heroes and the archangel Tyrell.

Humanity is caught between hell and heaven, and its position is very awkward. With only the few remaining combat power of New Tristram, it will take at least ten years to accumulate combat power that can fight Hell or Heaven. For no other reason, there are not many pure human beings left.

So far, the Amazons have counted as one, and other than that, only the barbarians are considered a pure race. Now that the barbarians have gone from one extreme to the other, and have become more stubborn, this is a problem.

In one word, difficult.

Two words, hard.

Three words, very difficult.

After being silent for a while, Lan Wu met Ultado's expectant gaze and shook his head: "I don't know what the world has become now. All I know is that if Hell is given more time, humanity will be very difficult. After a pause, he added: "Perhaps the only way left for mankind is to become a hellish livestock." ”

Hurtado's face suddenly became very ugly. For a savage with pride, it is the greatest shame to become a demon-fed animal.

Lan Wu saw that Hurtado's face became ugly, and he was also very helpless. It's a bit hard to hear, but it's true. When hell and heaven are decided, it will be the turn of humanity. In the face of the forces of hell that had just destroyed the sworn enemy of 10,000 years, the small human race could only withstand the invasion of a few demons in its heyday, not to mention the entire hell that has skyrocketed in strength now.

"The Benefactor." Hurtado was silent for a moment, then his eyes widened suddenly, and his breathing became heavy: "I want you to give me a new inheritance. ”

Lan Wu was stunned. It is not that he did not envision a similar situation. But judging from the meeting just now, the barbarians of today are not the Harogas they used to be. The survivors of these barbarians had rallied closely around the barbarian elders such as Ecquark and Rasuk. The concerted efforts of all the barbarians ensured that the Barbarians had survived in the more complex Arret Plateau. Therefore, he did not think that he could easily open a gap and convince the barbarians to accept the new inheritance.

But now, Hurtado has taken the initiative to ask for a new inheritance...... This is something that Lan Wu has not thought about.

"Uh...... This ......" Lan Wu hesitated again.

This is indeed a great opportunity to break the game. Hurtado's acceptance of the new inheritance strength has skyrocketed, which is bound to attract more attention. But it's also a double-edged sword. It is more likely to attract the disgust and rejection of elders such as Qualkek. At that time, will it be necessary to start a civil war among the barbarians? This is by no means the most suitable option.

Time is running out for humanity.

Say yes or no?

Lan Wu was very entangled in his heart. It's a gamble. Winning the kill, the combat power of the human race skyrockets. Lost...... Then he really became a sinner of the barbarians.

Seeing Lan Wu's hesitation, Hurtado couldn't help but be anxious. He was not willing to become a demon-fed livestock. This is not the fate of a barbarian. As a barbarian, only death in battle, and other ways of dying are the greatest shame.

"Are you sure you want to take on a new legacy?" Lan Wu looked at Hurtado and said seriously, "Maybe this will cause you to be exiled and abandoned by the barbarian clan. The price ......"

Lan Wu didn't continue. That's enough. Hurtado was able to become the leader of the younger generation of the barbarians, and his mind was not tendoned, and he could certainly understand what he had not said. Being exiled by the race is no less a punishment that barbarians cannot accept.

"Even if you are abandoned by the race, it is better than turning into a demon breeding livestock." Hurtado was categorical and did not hesitate.

Lan Wu smiled with relief and raised his right index finger. In a short time, a seed containing a new inheritance of the barbarians condensed. He stared into Hurtado's eyes and said word by word, "This is the new lineage. Finally, you are given a chance to choose. Want? Or don't? ”

Hurtado didn't want to. Ever since Lan Wu had condensed the power seed, there was nothing else in his eyes. Before Lan Wu could finish speaking, he had already grabbed the seed.

Lan Wu smiled indifferently, and his index finger moved slightly. The seed of power flew towards Hurtado's brow, and in an instant it disappeared into his forehead. Now that Hurtado has made his choice, there is no need to think about it.

As soon as the seed sank into his eyebrows, Hurtado shook violently, and his eyes couldn't help but widen. He had already felt the mysterious and powerful power of the new lineage. Immediately, he closed his eyes and meditated on the new inheritance.

Lan Wu looked at Hurtado, who was engrossed in fusing seeds, smiled, took out a piece of fragrant fur, walked to the corner of the tent and lay down.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, let the facts tell.