Chapter 640 So, What Is the Price?

Of course, the bald head was not the main reason why Lu En paid attention to him, but his strength.

The strength of this four-armed bald head had reached the bishop level. Lu En could easily see his tough body and the violent power hidden in his body.

Although in Lu En's eyes today, the bishop level is nothing, and he can even create countless with a wave of his hand, but in this world where the energy level is suppressed, the existence of the bishop level is the well-deserved peak force!

Interesting.

Lu En's eyes swept over the bald head and looked back one by one. There was a bamboo-like humanoid race, wrapped in khaki bandages, a four-legged mammal with rough skin like a hippopotamus, but with a big mouth like a crocodile, and a half-human-high black beetle, timidly following the team.

These are the other intelligent races in this world besides Ant-Man, and not all of them, but the races selected according to Lu En's requirements, whether in terms of quantity or fertility.

Among them, the four-armed man-like and the bandage-like man-like are old rivals of Ant-Man, and the black beetle belongs to a Zerg that is allied with Ant-Man. It must have taken a lot of effort for the Ant-Man High Priest to invite them.

Yes, Lu En did not just catch one or two and start the experiment, but asked these Ant-Men to send out invitations. There is only one reason for this, he does not have so much time to waste.

The formation of the Burning Legion is naturally the sooner the better, otherwise Lu En does not mind provoking a war in this world to reap the results he wants.

In fact, if it were not for the threat brought by the Scarlet Lord, Lu En would have planned to do so. How could the original leader be as reliable as the one he cultivated himself? But now, he had to act in an emergency!

In the remaining eyes of the statue he possessed, scarlet light flashed, and these races that came in, without exception, felt an irresistible and huge breath that enveloped their bodies and even their spirits.

"Great Ancient One!"

According to the instructions of the Ant-Man High Priest, the four creatures all knelt down and faced the statue possessed by Luen with respect. Even the four-armed bald man who looked the most unruly did not show any strange color.

This is the respect that must be shown in the face of powerful forces. Any creature that does not understand this has long been submerged in the rolling yellow sand, and even the corpses have disappeared.

"I already know your intentions!"

The next moment, a vast voice appeared in their minds, like a huge bell. At the same time, they all felt a consciousness that was as brilliant as the sun, emitting infinite light and heat.

In front of this will, even the most powerful four-armed humanoid, his proud power, is like dust floating in the sun. There is no comparison between the two!

Can't look up!

Can't look!

Can't touch!

In their hearts, the surging instincts have already rioted, sending them the most fatal warning, that is the instinctive oppression that low-level creatures feel when facing high-level creatures!

One look and you will die!

Although it is just a statue, a wisp of will, the most powerful four-armed humanoid has pressed his forehead tightly against the ground, and cold sweat can't help but break out all over his body.

Is this. God?

Before this, these races had no concept of gods at all, or they had once, but when their gods fell or left this world, gods had become a kind of imaginary and even insulting word.

The four-armed humanoids and bandage people who also live in the yellow sand world have laughed at these ant people's belief in the so-called gods more than once, and even all kinds of blasphemous behaviors have happened countless times in the past thousands of years.

However, now, they feel this indescribable, as if facing the vast power of the whole world, the power of gods!

In the past, in tradition, in the respect for gods that they had discarded before, they were picked up again by them, trembling, like a lonely boat in the ocean.

To these creatures, it felt like a century had passed, but in reality, less than a second had passed. Luen withdrew his will, and a satisfied glow appeared in his eyes.

If some peaceful means were to be taken, then the necessary prestige must be there. Luen didn't want these races to come up with some "my life is in my own hands, not in the hands of God" or "resist the tyranny of the gods, freedom belongs to the people" just after he gave them power.

He continued to speak, and his vast will echoed in the minds of these creatures.

"What you desire, what you expect, power, life, power, glory, and even a whole new world, I can satisfy you, but the question is, what price can you pay?"

"What price are you willing to pay to get all this?"

Price?

The four creatures were stunned, and then began to rack their brains to think about what they could use as a price, but to exchange these, what they had in their hands was not even a scrap.

The transaction between humans and gods has always been unequal.

Because God can give people what they want, but it is difficult for people to give what God wants, unless

"Great ancients, if there is anything in us that can be called valuable, then we are willing to give it with all our strength!"

The one who reacted the fastest was the four-armed humanoid, who actually spoke tremblingly and kicked the ball back to Luen.

He didn't know what was called valuable, but he knew that the gods summoned them to come, and they must have seen their value in some aspects. In the face of such great power, do they still have room to resist?

"Haha, you are very smart, but to get these, you have to pay the price not only for you, but also for the tribes behind you!"

Luen's thoughts fluctuated with joy.

"Then, great ancients!"

The four-armed humanoid seemed to be their representative, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his head:

"What is the price?"

"All this!"

An inexplicable laugh emerged in his mind, as if filled with some kind of bad taste.

"Everything you represent will be a price to pay. Whether you live or die, you will become my most loyal subordinates. In the name of destruction and killing, conquer the entire endless void and all the worlds you can find!"

"This is a burning expedition, a journey that will never end!"

"In the name of destruction and killing, you and your tribe will fight for me for generations, and in return, I will give you the power, life, power, and glory you dream of"

"And a brand new world, your new home!"

Lun laughed low, looking at the four different creatures whose faces suddenly changed, he laughed:

"But don't get me wrong, I don't mean all of you, the Burning Legion doesn't need trash!"

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