Rayson muttered to himself, "It's finally here." After finishing speaking, he straightened his clothes, opened the door and went downstairs.

As soon as the two of them saw Rayson, their eyes revealed a look of pleading, hoping that Rayson could use their good relationship with the Bladearm people to intercede for them.

Rayson saw the Winged Eye Clan half-open in front of the Blade Arm Clan, so he sighed, walked up to the Blade Arm Clan with a very heavy expression, and said: "Lord Blade Arm Clan, they are also unintentional, definitely not what the Lord of the Blade Arm thinks, this is the same for us, whether it is the Blade Arm Clan or the Wing Eye Clan, they are all here to help us deal with our mortal enemy demons, you are all in accordance with God's instructions, carry out God's will, to save us from fire and water, we are grateful to you." I hope that the Lord of the Knife Arm Clan, for their sake of unintentionality, let them go, this is the time to employ people, although our two-horned clan is weak, and they are all ordinary people, but please believe that we are all loyal to God, we are all God's believers, God loves us! ”

The Winged Eye Clan glanced at Rayson gratefully, if the Bladearm Clan really wanted to kill those two two-horned people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead, he wouldn't dare to force it. The hierarchy between the interstellar races is strict and unbreakable, if it really angers the Knifearm Clan, the Knifearm Clan kills him on the spot, and there will be nothing substantive between the two clans except for a little war of words.

The Knifearm Clan sniffled, he didn't smell alcohol on Rayson, his face was slightly better, but he still spoke angrily, "I don't care about this, these two fools dare to drink to celebrate at a critical time, this is a challenge to the dignity of our Knifearm Clan, they must die." This thing. It's not about you, I know you didn't participate, you stand aside. ”

Rayson seemed to be a little unwilling and said, "This ......"

The Bladearm Clan's eyes glared, and there was a majesty exuding from his body, and Rayson staggered back several steps, his body forced against the wall. His face turned pale, and he opened his mouth to breathe heavily, and looked at the Bladearm Clan with surprise and shock.

"Humph!" The Bladearm Clan snorted coldly, "Although I admire you, I have already let you finish speaking." It's me, not any of you, who makes the decision here. The Bladearm looked at the Winged Clan who stopped in front of him as if warning, "Get out of the way!" ”

Knowing that he couldn't stop him from dying, it was unwise to offend the Blade-Arm Clan for the sake of two ordinary two-horned people with little value, so he took a step back. He sighed and said, "Shang Clan, I know you are angry, and I am also angry. It stands to reason that these two people will not atone for their sins in death, and their minds are not focused on fighting demons. It's just that the population of the two-horned tribe is now very small, and if it is any less, it will be extinct. If that were the case, God would blame all of us for not protecting the Horns. I still advise the lord of the clan to put out the fire. Reprimand them and let them know what to do. If there is anything that cannot be done, just let them take it as a warning. What do you think, Lord Shang? ”

The right hand of the Blade Arm Clan slowly turned into a long knife, and Rayson's eyes were fixed on the long knife, and he could see clearly, the long blade was hidden with a white flow of light. It was divine light, representing pure divine power.

The Bladearm raised his long knife and warned the Wingers again, "One last time, get out of the way!" ”

The Pterodes were helpless. He really didn't dare to resist it anymore, the long knife of the Knife Arm Clan had already been raised, and he knew that his family background, with his current strength, he couldn't withstand the blow of the Knife Arm Clan Chief's knife. He didn't want to risk his life for the sake of two Two-Horned Clans of little value, in the Two-Horned People, this low-level universe, and his head was cut off by the Blade Arm Clan.

The Winged Clan stepped back, glancing apologetically at the two Twohorns. The two two-horned people are really panicking now, the Bladearm Clan is really going to kill the two of them, and the Winged Clan Lord they can rely on can't protect them.

"He drank it too! He drank it too! Lord Shang, we weren't the only ones who drank yesterday! Adults need to check it out! The two-horned man who knew how to mix fell to the ground, pointed at Rayson and shouted hoarsely.

Rayson sighed and leaned his head against the wall without saying a word, his expression distressed.

The Swordarm Clan stepped forward and said murderously: "I'm not blind in my eyes and my nose is not stuffy. I can smell whether he drinks or not, and I don't need you to bite here. Climbing and biting the same clan for no reason, intending to pull people to accompany the burial, his heart can be punished, and such a person is not tolerated by God. I will condemn you to death on God's behalf! ”

With a wave of the long knife, the head of the two-horned man who could mix alcohol fell, and blood spurted out of the two-horned man's neck cavity and hit the wall next to Rayson, who seemed to be frightened, opened his eyes sharply, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

The other two-horned man screamed loudly, he had a dream that didn't come true, he didn't want to die! Their dream is to be the master of the two-horned clan and to be the ruler. They had already tested their biggest rival, Rayson, who had no idea of being the head of the two-horned man and promised to help them out. Seeing that their dreams are about to come true, they are about to face death because they are not careful. This, this is really very different from the direction of the script they designed!

The two-horned man fell to his knees with a thud and shouted, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I want to be your servant, not a slave! My soul is dedicated to you, and you can take it! Don't kill me! ”

A line of blood flashed in the white light on the long blade of the Blade Arm Clan, and in a short period of time, it disappeared. The Bladearm Clan was disdainful of the Two-Horned Soul's dedication, turned his head to look at the Winged Eye Clan, and said meaningfully, "This is the person you are optimistic about!" Hehe, he actually knelt down in front of me, crying and shouting to sacrifice his useless soul to me. This time, I will give you a face, listen to you, you make a decision, this is willing to me, is the two-horned person you value to kill or stay? Give you time, I'll wait! ”

The words of the Blade Arm Clan made the faces of the Winged Eye Clan change, and a murderous aura shot out of their eyes, and they gritted their teeth and said, "Lord Shang, I didn't investigate, thinking that they would be useful in the next fight against demons. I didn't expect their souls to be so filthy. I apologize to you for stopping you just now. Such people cannot be kept! ”

"Ahh The two-horned man screamed, he was blindfolded! He didn't know how the Lord of the Shang Clan, who was very friendly and enthusiastic to him, faintly expressed his support for him, and would provide him with protection, could be like this. I was willing to protect him just now, and now I will kill him! Myself. Did you do something wrong? No, he knelt down just to save his life, to save his life, no matter how noble and ambitious a person is, there will be nothing when he dies. Is there anything wrong with leaving the body in the middle of a great cause?

The Bladearm Clan sneered. "That's what you said, don't tell your people that I'm killing innocents! That way, it would be very unpleasant between the two of us! ”

The Winged Clan lowered their heads, "Don't worry, I know what to do. Kill it, if the Shang clan is unwilling to do it, for fear of dirtying your arm knife, I am willing to cut off his head for the Shang clan. ”

The knife arm clan handles the knife in one hand and restores it to a hand-like shape. Without making a move, his body floated backwards, and with a lift of his hand, he said to the Winged Eye people: "I'm tired, so he'll leave it to you." ”

The Winged Clan spread their wings and smiled at the Swordarm Clan, "I will definitely satisfy the Lord of the Upper Clan." We have worked well together here, and we've always been very good. ”

The Bladearm nodded, "I think so too. For these ants. Waste, filthy inferior. It's not worth any gap between our two races. ”

"Yes, I think so now!" The Winged Eyes turned to the kneeling Two-Horned Man, and the gentle smile on his face no longer had the familiar gentle smile of the Two-Horned Man, and became hideous, "Your soul is filthy and needs to be purified. I have destroyed your body, and your soul will repent to God. ”

"Nope! Adults, adults! I can't die, I'm still useful to adults! And useful! The two-horned man screamed madly.

The wings of the Wingers flickered, and a feather fell from the wings and flew out. In the blink of an eye, he circled around the neck of the two-horned man, and a large head rolled to the ground with ugly double horns, and rolled to the feet of Rayson, who couldn't bear to look at it with his eyes closed.

Another stream of blood hit the wall, and Rayson felt something splash on his face and an even more pungent smell of blood in his nose. He stood there motionless, his eyes not open. Quietly asked, "Two adults, is it my turn?" ”

"You?" The Bladearm Clan looked at Rayson with some surprise, and there were people begging for death, which was really beyond his expectations.

Rayson opened his eyes without any emotion, slowly squatted down, held the head of the two-horned man rolling at his feet, his eyes were still blinking, and let out a long sigh, "I was indeed with them last night, and I came here directly after dawn." They have just identified me, and I, like them, am guilty. I hope the two lords of the upper clan can give me a good time. I'm tired of living, and death is the best relief! ”

The Bladearm Clan said impatiently: "You are different from them, your heart is dead, you just want to do things for the Two-Horned Clan, and do everything you can think of." We need people like you. If the entire Two-Horned Clan were like you, the demons wouldn't have a chance to run rampant in this universe. ”

The Wingers flicked their wings, and the fallen murderous feather flew back and returned to its place. The Winged Clan looked at Rayson with a gentle gaze, "I think the same thing as the Bladearm Clan. Your people have told me that they are going to elect a leader to lead them, and I think you're a good fit. What do you think? ”

"Okay! Let's hope these damned lowly races won't trouble us again. You have to manage them well. I'm optimistic about you! The Bladearm said to Rayson, "From now on, you are the leader of all the Twohorns here. Well, this is a city, you can be the mayor, and in the future, if there is anything, I will look for you. ”

After the Bladearm Clan finished speaking, he left with his hands behind his back. The Wingeye Clan looked at Rayson, who was squatting there, holding a skull and was silent, and sighed, "Cheer up, Two-Horned Man." The fate of each ethnic group can only be controlled by itself. There is a saying in our Pterodes that every Pterocarpus will remember, and I will give it to you. In the universe, every ethnic group is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. This is contrary to the will of the gods, but everyone in us has engraved this sentence in our hearts, and I believe that there will be the same wisdom within the Bladearm Clan. Every ethnic group has the right to exist, and even more so the right to fight for equality. But equality can only be done on one's own, and God will not give any race an equal status to it. Cheer yourself up, you're the only one of all the Diphorns I've come into contact with who genuinely thinks about their own kind. You are not afraid of death, you have a reason to fight for your people, and I and the Pterocarpus behind me will support you. The order of the universe needs to change, we need all our races to work together, we need to believe in each other, in private! ”

After saying this paragraph, which was somewhat inexplicable and shocking, the Winged Clan released several feathers, destroying all the brains present, and a colored mist of light suddenly floated out of the room.

Rayson didn't move, and he didn't respond to the Ptero's words, but he was shocked inside. The Pterodes sent him the astonishing news that the people under God's rule were dissatisfied with the gods and wanted to change the status quo of God's rule.

This news is important to him, and it will make him change his strategy towards these aliens, and his tense nerves can relax a little. But the premise is that this winged tribe is sincere and not lying to him.

The Winged Clan walked over and patted Rayson on the shoulder, squatted down in front of him, and emanated a good smell from the Winged Clan's wings, and the Winged Clan said, "It's a good thing for you to be the leader of the Twohorns. The Two-Horned people are in danger, and if you continue to intrigue and let some self-interested people go up, you Twohorns will have no hope. Trust us, the Bladearm Clan doesn't really regard you as a hopeless inferior race, each of our races is secretly accumulating strength, only you Doublehorn Clan are content with the status quo and dare not change. I hope that under your leadership, the Horns will really awaken and rise up. But you should also pay attention to the fact that there are also people in our clan and among the Sword-Arm clan who are fanatical and loyal to God, and they all hold great power, and after listening to my words, you should not think that all of us are in the same mind, be careful and careful. ”

The Winged Clan stood up, "Most of the people we came here this time are the same, our secret supreme leader has an order, that is, to find a new leader for your Diploids, who is truly willing to change their fanaticism and blind obedience to the gods, and join us in the great cause of making all races equal." I'll tell you another piece of news, I'm secretly connected with the like-minded organizations in the Blade Arm Clan, and more than half of the Blade Arm Clan who came down this time are the same as me, and their goal is also to select qualified two-horned leaders, and easily eliminate unqualified and spineless people. The words of the Sword-Arm Clan just now told me that he was the same as me, so I dared to tell you these words. Here, I hope that our three clans can really cooperate seamlessly, and we will really help you. (To be continued.) )