Zombie Apocalypse, I Died Right at the Start

The zombie virus outbreak throws the world into chaos. After the Blood Moon, everyone awakens special abilities, but Ji Chuan finds himself unchanged!

Betrayed and driven out by his girlfrien...

Chapter 237: Temporary Martial Arts Arena

Ji Chuan flew above the Orc territory and tried his best to cover the entire area with his voice.

"My fellow orcs, I am the God of Faith. I currently protect the werewolves, tigers, birdmen, humans, goblins, elves, and vampires. I hope to build a kingdom where all races can live in peace - Orovia."

"There will be no wars there, and the people will no longer have to suffer from disease and hunger, and will no longer have to struggle for survival. Olovia will become an ideal country for all races."

"Before that, I hope the orcs can coexist peacefully, accept my protection, and witness together the prosperity of Orovia."

The various orc tribes were listening carefully to the sounds in the air. Most of their people had very sensitive hearing, and their attitudes towards such suggestions varied.

Some powerful orcs, such as the Bearmen, have no natural enemies, have relatively high combat power, eat a variety of foods, and do not need to rely on other strong people. They are not interested in such suggestions.

Some too weak races, such as the rabbit people and the rat people, have more concerns. On the one hand, they hope to live in a country described by the God of Faith.

On the other hand, they are afraid of living with other carnivorous orcs. This is undoubtedly living under the eyes of predators and being hesitant in the face of unknown dangers.

Some orcs with better intelligence systems strongly agreed with this proposal. They already knew the benefits that the werewolves, tigers, and birdmen had gained after being sheltered, and they very much hoped that their followers of the God of Faith would grant them the same food.

Just as the various tribes were curious about how this God of Faith planned to communicate with them further, the teleportation arrays under their feet lit up one after another.

Except for some orcs who had no territory and wandered around, such as the sheepmen, Ji Chuan concentrated most of the orcs on the open grassland.

The grassland gradually became lively, and orcs of various shapes appeared here in the form of tribes.

There was endless exclamations of praise. The orcs had never expected that a god could accomplish such a large-scale transfer.

But in just a moment, some hostile races became alert. In such an environment without cover, the weak orcs would directly become the target of their natural enemies.

When the cat people found that the rat people were very close to them, all the cat people took up a fighting stance, standing on their paw pads and approaching quickly. The rat people also became a mess, and it was too late to dig a hole.

"Battle forbidden."

The noisy grassland gradually quieted down after Ji Chuan finished speaking. The orcs found that they could not attack anymore. The ratmen desperately protected themselves with their arms, but the catmen's claws did not fall.

"I asked everyone to come here to ask for their opinions, not to watch you kill each other. As long as I am here, no harm will be allowed to happen."

Some weak races are already very excited. They have never heard of such methods. If they really no longer need to struggle for survival, why not regard the God of Faith as the only God?

But the stronger races were somewhat infuriated by this sudden shift.

"You can only provide some food for those birdmen and werewolves. What use are you? We have no shortage of food!"

The Bearmen were the first to step forward. With their fighting power, they have always had a relatively high voice among the Orcs, and no tribe wanted to offend them.

"Since I said I can protect you, it means that I am stronger than everyone present. Only absolute strength can bring true peace. I am not just saying this casually."

“What a big mouth!”

An extremely strong white bear walked out. There was a very eye-catching scar on his face. He was wearing armor and had a deep voice.

"I am the chief of the Ursine tribe, Volibear. I wonder if the Lord God can give me some advice?"

He looked at the young man in the air with a sharp gaze and some contempt. Humans could also be considered part of the bear people's diet. What was the difference between asking them to be loyal to such a child and to be loyal to a piece of delicious steak?

Ji Chuan slowly landed on the ground and answered in a voice that everyone present could hear clearly.

"Of course you can. You, all your people, and your gods, come together. I will not use my ability to fly, so I'm sure you can attack me."

"You are so arrogant! You are so arrogant! I don't want to attack you, little kid!"

A god holding a huge hammer appeared in the venue, with lightning surrounding the hammer. The chief of the bear people respectfully made way for the god of thunder.

"A young god dares to say such arrogant words. I will let you see the difference between the main god and ordinary gods."

Ji Chuan didn't say anything, just raised his hand.

The endless grassland began to shake and the terrain was changing rapidly.

The location of the Bearmen and Jichuan became the center of the basin. The ground where the other orc tribes were located continued to rise, with different heights, and the entire venue was like a large stadium.

When the ground stopped shaking, the orcs discovered that due to the change in terrain, they could see the center of the venue very intuitively.

Using such a large area of ​​magic just to make it easier for other races to see? Some orcs have already begun to sigh, and they are even more curious about the next competition. Standing aside and watching the excitement is a very good way to relax.

"Come on, my words still count."

"court death!"

Hearing Ji Chuan's provocation, Volibear got on all fours and despite his huge body, he burst out with astonishing speed.

Seeing this, the other bearmen warriors also followed their leader and charged quickly, with murderous intent on their faces. In the battles between the orcs, victory or defeat is basically determined by strength, and the bearmen warriors are almost at the ceiling of strength.

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