The Sky Dome Mountains, the top of the Sky Dome Peak is shrouded in clouds and mist, and above the clouds, there is a small world, this is the lair of the Winged Human Clan, which is their base camp.

After escaping, they have been recuperating and reproducing in their own secret realm.

Although there are occasional outstanding clansmen who leave the other realm, they have always been arrogant and have never joined any forces and are used by anyone.

Even rarely communicate with the Terrans.

They look down on the Terrans in their bones, and even look down on other races.

They consider themselves to be the noblest race besides the Protoss.

In the Heavenly Palace, the elders of the Winged Human Race gathered together, and everyone's faces were extremely solemn.

Sitting on the main seat was a young man.

He has fair skin, a face like a crown of jade, handsome and chic, and a noble temperament.

With the advent of the great era, the internal positions of the various forces have also changed.

Now the Winged Men Patriarch is no longer enough to lead the Winged Clan.

The original patriarch gave up the position of patriarch and was succeeded by the first day of the Winged Terran Clan, and Wing Wushuang succeeded him.

"Patriarch, the latest news, Wang Yu has sent an order to **,**,**,** and other surrounding countries to close all the passages, and mobilize 150,000 elite troops to head towards us.

In addition, the Tianjiao of all forces is also gathering here, how should we be good? ”

The elders' faces were full of sorrow.

Although they are secluded, they still have ears and eyes outside.

In addition, Wang Yu did not hide his intentions, so they already knew that Wang Yu was going to deal with them at this time.

They have always regarded themselves very highly, and they do not take the people of the world into account.

However, it was Wang Yu on the other side!

They are arrogant, but they are not brain-dead, such a terrifying figure has been killed, and their winged human race is already panicking.

"The Heavenly Realm Protoss is about to descend, and Wang Yu now wants to gather strength to fight against the Protoss."

Yi Wushuang's eyes were like electricity, calm and composed: "He reached an agreement with the Sea Clan, killed Guo Jing, and gave Jiuyou a heavy blow, and the Shenwu Dynasty was also in contact with Jiuyou.

The two sides have now temporarily ceased fighting, and the remaining forces are us subhumans.

If you want to negotiate, you need to collect chips, killing chickens and making an example of monkeys is the best means, but I didn't expect the chicken he chose turned out to be our winged human race. ”

"Chickens?"

Hearing Yi Wushuang say the word chicken, the elders were instinctively a little unhappy.

There used to be a lot of ghosts who lacked virtue and scolded them for being a chicken clan.

After all, they have wings

"So what do we do now? Can we hold it? ”

A female elder asked with some apprehension.

"Shou?"

Yi Wushuang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "That is naturally unstoppable, Wang Yu's army is overpowering, even if our Heavenly Dome Immortal Realm can withstand this time, it will not be able to withstand the continuous support."

Moreover, there is the Shenwu Dynasty behind him, no matter how strong our Winged People clan is, it is impossible to compete with the entire Shenwu Dynasty. ”

"That Us"

As soon as he said this, the last vestiges of illusion in the elders' minds were extinguished.

Fight against the entire Shenwu Dynasty?

Yi Wushuang is actually putting gold on his face.

A random Twelve Holy Families would be enough to crush them.

"If you can't beat it, let's cooperate, after all, Wang Yu doesn't want our lives, he just wants to get the power of the subhuman race."

With the wings in his chest, he didn't panic at all, and he seemed to have a countermeasure in his heart.

The elders' eyes lit up, and they all looked at Yi Wushuang: "Patriarch, what do you mean?"

"Cooperation!"

Wing Wushuang's face was serious, and he said seriously: "Looking at the entire subhuman race, the strength of our Wing Human clan is at the forefront.

We can cooperate with Wang Yu, all he wants is for the subhuman race to fight against the Protoss with him.

It's not that we want to conquer, we want to rule the subhuman tribe, we can be his spokesperson, help him persuade or subdue other subhuman tribes. ”

"This"

Elders, look at me, I look at you, the light in your eyes is getting brighter and brighter.

They were all human-like characters, and at this point, they had already guessed Wing Wushuang's plan.

Use Wang Yu's name to suppress and persecute other tribes, so that they will be willing to obey.

And their side is connected with Wang Yu, if any of the subhuman races are not convinced, they can also borrow Wang Yu's power to destroy them.

The subhumans who had a grudge against their winged human race before, they can also take the opportunity to suppress and retaliate.

In the end, the power of the subhuman race will all fall into their hands.

They became the commanders of the subhuman race.

If things turn out like this, then this bad thing will become a great good thing!

So is this feasible?

They think it's still very feasibility.

As Yi Wushuang said, Wang Yu wants the subhuman race to fight against the Protoss together.

There is not much time left until the arrival of the Protoss.

He had other things to attend to, and if the Winged Terrans were willing to help him integrate the sub-Humans, he would certainly be more than willing.

They will even be given certain benefits.

"We are servants of the Protoss, will Wang Yu believe us?"

An elder asked, a little worried.

They have always called themselves demigods and servants of the gods.

Did Wang Yu use them against the Protoss?

"We, the Winged People, have been in the human world for countless years, and we are already a member of the human world.

Time has passed, and the vicissitudes of life have passed, and it is a question of whether the Protoss we once allegiated to still exists, and they have never had contact with us for countless years. ”

Speaking of this, Yi Wushuang paused, and a wry smile appeared on his face: "Moreover, whether we are servants of the Protoss or not, maybe this is just made up by the ancestors." ”

"This"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to say for a while.

They had doubted this, and even everyone had this doubt in their hearts.

Even the Heavenly Machine Pavilion can get in touch with the Protoss and become the lackeys of the Protoss, why don't they have a connection with the Protoss like a real divine servant?

This already says a lot.

"Wang Yu is a very big person, and he is extremely smart, he can see it clearly."

Yi Wushuang said confidently.

For Wang Yu's evaluation, it is very good.

There is no way, Wang Yu is indeed amazing and brilliant, and is known as the child of destiny.

Even if he is as arrogant as he is, he has to obey.

"If that's it, won't we become Wang Yu's subordinates?"

A choppy woman asked, somewhat unconvinced.

Men are greedy, and so are subhumans.

The scourge of extermination is lifted, and there is even a chance to gain control of the entire sub-human race.

They want more.

They are absolutely proud, with a strong sense of racial pride, and feel that their winged human race is the most noble race in the world.

Even their little world is above the clouds, high above, overlooking the common people.

Only God can make them servants!

(End of chapter)