Above the gray fog

[No fight? Reason? ]

Lin Shan took advantage of the protection of others and directly dialed the communication with Yun Qi.

His hands did not stop moving. Every golden arrow shot out would clear all the enemies in one direction.

[Lin Shan, how is your side now? ] Yun Qi asked as soon as the call was connected.

Lin Shan said unhappily: [Listen to my voice. ]

Yun Qi on the other side was silent for a while, [I just received a notice from the Council. ]

[What did you say? It is impossible to just say avoid fighting... without telling the reason, right? ] Lin Shan asked.

[This is strange. ] Yun Qi asked back: [Do you remember the rules of the four realms? All races coexist. ]

Lin Shan did not answer, waiting for his next words.

[Now in the four borders, more than half of the Zhiluo tribe has lost its wisdom. The first to suffer are the newly born ten thousand races in the four borders. They were originally taken in by Zhuhuo, but they had not been used in time. Not long ago, they and the civilizations behind them were basically slaughtered. In the past 200 years, all the new races in the borders have basically been related to Zhuhuo. The total number is no less than the number of ten thousand races in the central area. This wave of resentment almost directly dispersed the hatred sea. Although it is now stabilized by the fire tree, it is not far from dissipating. ]

[According to the current situation, the council discussed and decided to avoid the war and let Zhuhuo slaughter ordinary people of the ten thousand races. When the hatred sea dissipates, the war will be over. If we confront Zhuhuo head-on now, we will only help them maintain the stability of the hatred sea. ]

Lin Shan didn't know how many arrows he shot and how many Zhiluo he killed.

The spirituality in his body is still full, but he absorbed a lot of resentment, which made his mind a little dizzy. The faith in his body came in handy at this time, and was eating away the extra beast or inferior human nature bit by bit.

[Then, if all the races are destroyed, and the sea of ​​hatred has not dissipated? Wouldn't those ordinary people of the races have sacrificed in vain? After all the races are dead, do we have to hide here and there like mice hiding from cats? Just to wait for the sea of ​​hatred to dissipate...] Lin Shan asked.

[Well, there is this option in the established plan.] Yun Qi said, [Perhaps you can't understand why those guys in the Council made such a decision. In fact, the strongest race will have more or less means to preserve the fire, and will not be completely extinct. As long as they are immortal, their race will always be the strongest race.]

[On the contrary, if they choose to fight to the death now, if these extraordinary people lose their lives, even if they leave some fire, they can no longer be the strongest race in the human circle.]

[Well... I understand.] Lin Shan hung up the communication directly.

He stood there for several seconds.

He thought of the human race.

Now he is dozens of light years away from the human race, and it is impossible for him to catch up.

There are one-tenth of his clones in the human race, and one more of him can't change anything.

This is the second largest force of the Ten Thousand Races to resist Zhuhuo - Youhuo.

Each member has a tribe land behind them, but they didn't go back.

Everyone knows what they are doing.

Lin Shan's voice reached every Youhuo member: "Someone wants to use the blood of our people to extinguish the sea of ​​hatred. Are you willing?"

At this moment, these extraordinary people have already killed red eyes.

After such a long battle, Youhuo is not without losses. The team system that has been implemented before finally came in handy at this time.

Teammates, comrades-in-arms, and friends who used to get along day and night are now falling in front of them.

Waves of invisible anger rose in the hearts of these extraordinary people. At this time, it was difficult for them to say the word of escape.

"I don't want to!"

"Kill!"

"Ah, damn Zhuhuo!!"

Seeing this scene, Lin Shan didn't know what expression he should have.

Perhaps, he had foreseen such a scene a long time ago.

Lin Shan said slowly: "Since no one wants to, then we should do our best to face this war. No matter what the final result is... at least we have fought..."

In this battlefield between the Ten Thousand Races and the Fire Chaser, the blood hidden in the blood of the Ten Thousand Races was completely awakened.

In front of Lin Shan was an endless melee, with blood and flesh flying everywhere, and corpses everywhere.

He saw the extraordinary people on the battlefield rushing forward selflessly because they were bloodthirsty, and the final result was that their limbs were broken, blood was spilled, and even their souls were torn out and bitten.

Lin Shan saw the evil fall using their huge bodies, knife-like claws, and sharp teeth to ruthlessly bite and crush the Youhuo extraordinary people.

As time went on, almost everyone on the Youhuo side was in a bad physical condition, and the main factor was spiritual overdraft.

They were like being wrapped in a huge meat ball, and wherever they looked, they were all enemies. They wanted to fight a guerrilla war, but there were too many enemies and there was no place to fight guerrilla war.

Lin Shan's eyes revealed powerlessness. He saw countless lives die. He saw the extraordinary people fall down. Their bodies were trampled in the mud and torn into pieces. Their blood dyed the earth red. Their roars and groans filled every corner of the battlefield.

He whispered softly, "Get up..."

In the distance.

A huge beam of black light shot up into the sky and quickly shot towards where Lin Shan was.