The main hall of the Foolish God Palace.

A group of Tauren and a group of Trolls.

He was kneeling there obediently, appearing completely silent.

Blue Lin Wang, who was wiping the toilets outside the door, and the linen nuns who served as decorative objects around him, were equally silent.

because....

Seeing this scene reminded them of the past.

once.

Those kneeling there are them.

"Hextech, didn't you find the Ship of Despair? How come you got captured too?"

A minotaur with a bruised and swollen face and broken horns.

He turned his head away and complained in a low voice.

Next to this minotaur was Hextech, who yesterday was full of vigor and ready to sweep away all civilizations and win first place in the competition.

but.

Faced with the Tauren's question, Hextech just wanted to be left alone.

The past is too painful to recall.

Compared to the mountain-like slimes, the speed that the Ship of Despair prides itself on is utterly insignificant.

In addition.

Inside the slime were those incredibly powerful primitive humans.

What happened yesterday was a nightmare.

"That perverted woman isn't here, maybe... we should run?"

Facing the silent Hextech.

Despite his broken horn, the bull's head remained undeterred and continued to fight.

This moment.

Hex admitted that she was somewhat tempted.

The hall was so empty that only a dog lay beneath the throne, its head resting on a squirrel.

Furthermore, they appear to have no fighting ability whatsoever.

As for the nun next to her, there's no need to mention her.

It seems... there really is a chance to escape?

"How are you going to run?" Hex replied.

The reason they were kneeling here was simply because the female primitive woman from last night was just too terrifying.

Beneath that beautiful face lies...

It was all cruelty and brutality!

And now.

That female primitive woman is not here...

"I'll count to three, and then we'll run together."

“After we leave, I’ll head east and you’ll head west. Even if the humans realize what’s happening, we’ll definitely be able to escape one side.”

The large eyes of the bull with the broken horn were full of wisdom.

Hextech frowned and glanced around.

It can definitely run...

But something feels off...

"So, do you agree or not? I've already made the arrangements. If you agree, we'll run together!" the Broken-Horned Minotaur urged.

"OK."

Hextech decided to run away anyway.

Opportunity knocks but once, or it will never come again.

If that human really comes, forget about running away. At most, you'll be thinking about how to die painlessly.

"Let me communicate with them on my end."

Hextech decided to be cautious.

"Hurry, hurry!"

The bull with the broken horn was getting impatient.

It looks like if Hextech doesn't run away soon, he'll have to take his men and run first.

Hextech quickly completed the communication.

Those troll lords who, like Hextech, were captured by slimes and cavemen, all wanted to escape...

"Get ready."

Hextech, in turn, urged them on.

The rising sun gave her an ominous feeling; it seemed that if she stayed any later... something terrible would happen!

"Okay, then get ready..."

"three...."

The tauren lords and troll lords simultaneously tensed their leg muscles.

"two...."

Everyone's gaze instantly focused and sharpened.

"One!~"

The countdown has ended.

Hextech and his troll lords suddenly exerted their strength and charged towards the gate behind them.

However, after taking only two steps, Hex suddenly realized something was wrong.

Those minotaurs... they didn't run away!?

Now, the newly established troll lords were unsure whether to run away or continue kneeling.

In a short time.

The troll lords were somewhat confused by the conflict between the two ideas.

However, at that moment...

Deep within the Palace of the Foolish God.

The sound of footsteps gradually rose.

A palanquin, carried by a linen nun, appears in the darkness.

At the entrance of the Foolish God Palace.

Number 88, seven-digit, five-digit, Lao Liu and a group of primitive elites.

Just as they entered, they walked towards the throne.

Hextech, noticing this, felt a chill run down his spine.

He immediately knelt down.

But... it was too late.

The chaos of the Zanda civilization has been observed by the humans from both directions.

at the same time.

The minotaur with the broken horn, who had just been discussing escape with Hextech, suddenly raised its head and began to chant loudly.

His tone was full of flattery and ingratiation.

"Ah! ~ Supreme Humanity, these trolls dare to try to escape! Your most loyal servant, Ironhoof, will surely teach them a lesson!"

As he spoke.

The bull with the broken horn leaped out.

He pinned a bewildered troll lord down beneath him.

Behind the horned minotaur, the minotaur lords also took action, pinning down the troll lords who were still standing.

Not only that.

Overwhelming the trolls.

These minotaur lords continued chanting.

"That damned troll dared to betray the supreme human lord! He deserves to die!"

“Beautiful Lady Eighty-Eight, your most loyal servant will never let a troll escape as long as he lives!”

"Ah! I am willing to fight for the great human race!"

"Everything, for humanity!~"

"That's right, we minotaurs also have human blood. It's said that it all started with a poignant love story. This is the beginning of friendship between humans and minotaurs!"

"May our friendship last forever!!"

Hextech felt incredibly frustrated listening to the sycophants' flattery.

Who the hell said that...?

Are the Tauren the most honest, fearless, and upright?

So that's how it is!?

Li Qingyu, who was helped to the throne by the nun in linen, looked down at the minotaur below who kept chanting sycophantic chants.

Some people were quite amazed.

These Tauren lords are quite interesting.

He speaks pleasantly and is physically strong.

Not long after.

Number 88 and the others also arrived at the foot of the throne.

The minotaurs, who had been chanting loudly, immediately fell silent.

It's obvious.

Number 88 left a deep psychological scar on them.

They didn't even dare to flatter too loudly.

They didn't even dare to take pictures anymore.

"Greetings, Lord!" xN.

Several elites knelt before Li Qingyu, showing no disrespect whatsoever despite the sudden increase in their attributes.

After all, they were all enhanced from Crimson.

These individuals are essentially conscious humanoid devices.

For Li Qingyu.

Betrayal is practically nonexistent.

Unless someone uses the same X-level ability to poach him, and that X-level ability has to be at the level of Crimson.

Even though they are both X-level, there are differences in strength.

Tier X mushroom bombs and Tier X donkey dung balls...

Can they be the same?