Chapter 230: Relocation, Must Relocate
The weak may think that this snowstorm is a sudden catastrophe.
Coupled with the advance reminder of Grand Elder Gru along the way, there may be some gratitude in my heart.
But as a strong race, they have more or less some special means.
Naturally, we all know where the first blizzard came from.
North pole!
Where the angels live!
If this blizzard has nothing to do with the angel clan, hehe, who believes who***.
But say it directly to your face, this blizzard has something to do with the angel clan, hehe, who said who***.
After a moment of humiliation, the meeting continued as normal.
Below, in the seat of the weak clan, the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan.
The most outstanding thing about the Weeping Clan is their own perceptual talent, and their sensitivity to any transcendent energy fluctuations in this world is greater than that of any race.
Including angels.
Because of this, after seeing the slight changes in the expressions of the leaders of the strong clan above, his heart sank.
Immediately understood that the direction they sensed at that time was not an illusion.
Bowing its head slightly, and when the meeting was over, it hurriedly led the group to prepare to relocate after receiving the cold magic array equipment taught by the angel.
The gods fought, and the ants suffered.
Either way, stay away from the territory of the powerful clan and the North Pole.
And in their natural senses, there is a place that may be a good place to settle down.
"Chief, are we really going there? Why don't you find an underground cave to live in? β
Its son, who is now the number one warrior in the clan, gritted his teeth in the face of his father's majesty when the leader of the Weeping Clan ordered the relocation.
Relocation is never a simple matter.
Not to mention relocating to that horrible place in a snowstorm.
Yes, although there is no wind and snow in their perception, the shock of the breath is far more terrifying than the wind and snow.
What if you are not careful, and there is no beauty as you imagined, but a worse environment.
The leader of the Weeping Clan sat at the top of the line, took a deep look at his son, who stood up and disobeyed his orders, and swept away to the rest of his clan.
The hesitant and wincing gaze made it clear that his son had unknowingly had so many supporters.
In a few years, it will have to retire voluntarily.
But now, no!
It glanced indifferently at all the clansmen, and after forcing them to bow their heads with the powerful prestige it had accumulated in the past, it commanded coldly:
"All the clansmen, start moving in three days, target: warm land!"
ββ¦β¦ Yes, Chief. β
After a moment's hesitation, the clansmen finally accepted the order and swam away.
Yes, the Weeping Clan's body resembles a worm, capable of making brief leaps through the air.
And the two protruding tentacles on their heads are the induction talent of the Spirit Weeping Clan.
In the end, only its son remained.
"Chief."
The leader of the Weeping Clan leaned over and looked at the number one warrior in their clan.
As a weak race, their racial talents are all focused on support, and they are very few in attack.
But that doesn't mean they're vulnerable.
The era of magic created by the five clans during that time made every race on the continent have certain magical knowledge and props within the clan.
With these, even the weakest race can have a certain amount of extraordinary attack ability.
And the son in front of him, the number one warrior of the Spirit Cry Clan, is the number one warrior who relies on various magic props and strong enough combat experience.
Pity......
"Erlang, you've let me down so much."
The reprimanded Erlang bowed his head and did not refute, in fact, he had always respected his father, and believed that his father would definitely lead the clan to the ranks of the strong clan.
However, without probing, he ordered the entire group to relocate to the "warm land".
This kind of behavior, which is extremely dangerous to the race, it feels that it should not be, is a great mistake.
Perhaps, my father is really old (this chapter is not finished!). )
Chapter 230: Relocation, Must Relocate
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Thinking of the intentional or unintentional sigh of a clan elder, all kinds of thoughts rose in its heart.
It wasn't until the leader of the Weeping Clan called its name indifferently that it snapped back to its senses.
"Chief, I'm ...... May he be punished. β
With its mouth open, it bowed its head and asked for punishment.
At such an important juncture, it should not be distracted and should be punished.
And the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan also looked indifferently at his most proud son.
"Erlang, your heart is in turmoil."
"Yes, Chief." Erlang lowered his head and did not dare to refute.
And the leader of the Spirit Weeping Clan looked at his son's appearance, suddenly sighed, threw a crystal plate into its hand, and waved his hand to let it go.
Elon was puzzled, but did not dare to disobey the chief's orders, bowed his head and bowed, and then swam out of the place.
The wind and snow were whirring outside, and the cave was warmer inside, and after dealing with some of the clan elders who had come together, Erlang went to his own cave and pulled out the crystal plate that the leader had thrown at him last.
"A message from a warm place."
It was a little confused and kept looking.
After obtaining the magical knowledge of the five races, in fact, during that time period, many races had the help of the magic theories created by the five races to study their respective racial talents.
Among them, in that study, they summarized the principle of the perceptual talent of the Spirit Weeping Clan.
Information!
As long as all things in heaven and earth exist, they will send their own information to heaven and earth all the time.
The organs that ordinary beings evolve are a way to obtain information.
The same is true of their Weeping Clan's talents.
It's just that it's more sensitive to supernatural powers.
In the history of the Spirit Weeping Clan, most of the transcendent powers that can be sensed are very broad, and there is only one thought of great existence among them.
In that water meteorite disaster, when the sun and the moon appeared, an ancestor of the Spirit Weeping Clan saw an extremely shocking scene.
A beautiful and great being, with open hands, blocking all disasters behind him and protecting the world.
It was the most shocking moment for their Weeping Clan, and even now, when it reads that account, it is shocked by the beautiful figure at that time.
What a legendary thing to protect the whole world on your own.
Unfortunately, since that time, nothing like this has happened to their clan.
It's just, "Aliveβ"
Erlang whispered the message on the crystal plate that the leader had thrown at it.
Its father, the former number one warrior of the Spirit Weeping Clan, and now the strongest talent sensitor, sensed a different message from the heavens and the earth when the blizzard fell.
The thought of a great being.
And the thought of the Great Being has only one will.
"Alive."
"All living beings can live in peace."
Erlang slowly put down the crystal plate in his hand, his face complicated.
It knew why its father had ordered the people to relocate, but it was still too dangerous.
Chieftain.
Chapter 230: Relocation, Must Relocate