"It's finally the day of ascension!"
"Do you think I will break through and become a ninth-level warrior this time?"
"Just go to sleep. I can dream about anything."
"It's hard to say. The clan leader said that the Demon Suppression Hall is already at the artifact level. Didn't you see the live broadcast last month? Several ordinary intermediate warriors went in for only a few days, and they became high-level warriors after coming out, and they also had innate abilities."
"I heard that the war is about to sweep our barbarians, so the clan leader chose today to make a collective ascension breakthrough, and paid a great price."
"There must be supplies before the war!"
"That's not bad. I don't want to die in a cowardly way. I'd rather die on the way to charge."
"..."
On the vast square, tens of thousands of warriors stood bustlingly.
Everyone's face was filled with excitement, and they were obviously looking forward to what would happen next.
Qin Ze murmured, "Collective ascension, this is the white lie that the old fox said."
In order to cope with the upcoming catastrophe of the world, to enhance the strength of the warriors of the whole tribe, this excuse is reasonable.
The tribe members trusted the clan leader and the senior leaders too much, and had no other ideas.
Of course, even if there were doubts, they would not have thought that the clan leader wanted to sacrifice all the warriors to create a god.
The old fox appeared in front of the Demon Suppression Hall at this time, and his voice echoed over the square.
"The barbarians are now at the moment of life and death."
"After this ascension, you will give all your strength to the barbarians and go to the unknown battlefield."
"This is for your family, for your friends, and for the endless life of the barbarians."
"Barbarians, never surrender!"
The warriors on the square raised their arms and shouted: "For the barbarians!"
The old fox nodded slightly: "Now I declare that all the warriors of the barbarians will ascend for the first time, and it will begin."
After the words fell, the old fox disappeared in front of the Demon Suppression Hall.
Buzz——
An invisible wave of power spread out from the Demon Suppression Hall, sweeping the entire world in an instant.
Qin Ze couldn't help but say, "This is... the power of the world's will."
He was very familiar with this, having just used it not long ago.
Those who participated in the ascension were not just the tens of thousands of warriors present, but all the hundreds of millions of warriors of the Barbarians.
They were scattered in every corner of the world, and only through the power of the world could they be transmitted to the Demon Suppression Hall at the same time.
One after another, beams of light rose from the ground, and the warriors opened their arms to welcome the embrace of the Demon Suppression Hall.
After just a few breaths, the originally lively square immediately became deserted.
Qin Ze said to himself in a deep voice: "The ascension has begun."
The surrounding scene turned and became the scene inside the hall.
The old fox sat face to face with a young man.
When Qiong next to him saw the young man, his emotions instantly became excited.
"Is he Jiuyou?"
Qin Ze looked at the other person carefully, and he didn't look like him at all. I really don't know what the crazy woman thinks they are alike.
Jiuyou asked: "Patriarch, has the ascension started?"
The fox old man had a complicated expression: "It has started."
Jiuyou looked around and didn't feel anything.
The fox old man said earnestly: "Jiuyou, you are the most talented person in my tribe. You became a ninth-level warrior before the age of 30. If you were in the era when the Star Gate was still there, you could really become a god."
Jiuyou didn't understand why the patriarch said such a thing when he was ascending.
He did have regrets in his heart, but he was satisfied with his current life.
The fox old man: "Jiuyou, I hope you can remember what I say next."
Jiuyou was still confused, but nodded: "Chief, you say."
The fox old man continued: "At any time, you must make the survival of the barbarians your first priority."
"You are a big tree, you must shelter the remaining people of the barbarians from wind and rain until they take root and sprout and become a vast forest."
"Jiuyou, these are all my requests to you."
"If at that time... you are still there, you should leave the barbarians and pursue the vast world of the land of the gods, and no longer be bound by the small barbarians."
Jiuyou frowned, and the more he listened, the more wrong it was. What does it mean to shelter the remaining people?
It is obviously a collective ascension, but it seems like a parting of life and death.
"Chief, isn't it for the purpose of ascension that everyone is gathered in the Demon Suppression Hall?"
The fox old man smiled: "Of course it is ascension, but it is for your ascension alone."
Jiuyou was stunned.
The old fox stepped into the air, and the surrounding halls disappeared, replaced by an endless void.
Hundreds of millions of warriors were separated by spaces the size of matchboxes and scattered in all directions.
Seeing the clan leader, everyone put aside their uneasiness for the time being.
"Clan leader, has the ascension begun?"
FoxThe old man, with no expression of joy or sorrow, told everyone the real purpose of coming here.
When they heard that everyone had to sacrifice to help Jiuyou become a god, everyone was incredulous.
Some people were relieved, thinking that this was the best choice, which would allow the barbarians to continue to survive.
But more people were angry, they were angry that they were being played like monkeys and kept in the dark.
Why did the person who became a god have to be Jiuyou, and not himself?
At the same time, Jiuyou's body became extremely stiff.
This news was like a bolt from the blue, exploding in his mind.
All the warriors of the barbarian tribe had to die, just to make him successful.
Jiuyou was in a trance, thinking that he had become the sinner who killed everyone.
"Jiuyou, you are the only hope for the future of the barbarians, and you will be the barbarians' own god."
"From now on, we don't have to worry about the preachers' preaching, don't have to be afraid of the strange beast tide, and don't have to do things according to the face of the star god."
Then, the old fox said to the warriors: "Everyone, the barbarians have no other choice at this moment."
"Warriors should live for the people. This is our responsibility as warriors."
"I am guilty. I deceived everyone. I am a sinner of the barbarians and will be nailed to the pillar of shame in the history of the barbarians forever."
"But you are heroes who created a prosperous era for the barbarians. Your descendants will always remember you."
"Your achievements will be remembered for eternity and will be immortal!"
The warriors looked at the old fox and said:
"Old man, do you think I'm afraid of death? I'm angry that you lied to us!"
"That's right, what's wrong with saying it directly?"
"So, we are also the gods of the barbarians?"
"Of course, for the barbarians!"
"For the barbarians!"
"..."
The old fox smiled at Jiuyou and said, "You are a kind child, but sometimes kindness becomes a sign of cowardice."
"Jiuyou, the barbarians... I leave it to you."
Jiuyou's lips trembled, his throat was dry, but he didn't say a word.
Boom--
The smelting mode of the Demon Suppression Hall was activated, and hundreds of millions of warriors were instantly reduced to ashes.
Countless blue streamers flew towards the old fox from all directions, weaving a gorgeous blue net in the void.
The old fox activated his own fusion ability, trying to knead so many things into Jiuyou's body. The price he paid must be huge.
He turned into a beam of light, enveloping all the warriors and drowning Jiuyou.