"We have a total of 632 members of our tribe here. The strongest is Boss Pete, who is at the sixth level. There are 17 at the fifth level, 373 at the fourth level, and the rest are at the third level."
"Every once in a while we would go down the mountain and attack the Protoss stronghold closest to us, but there were too many of them. Although we restrained them, the food we could hunt was not much each time."
As he was speaking, the saints gathered here walked out of the house one after another.
When those low-level saints saw the seven pairs of crystal wings behind Han Shuang, they immediately became respectful and did not dare to speak casually.
Only a powerful Saint who looked like a mantis came before her:
"I'm Pete, the leader here. I wonder who you are?"
This mantis is nearly meters tall and its body length reaches four meters!
His body was covered with hard crystals, the insect wings on his back turned into six pairs of crystal wings, and there was a crystal horn on his forehead.
Han Shuang and Pate looked at each other, she was still proud and cold:
"I am Han Shuang. From now on, I will be the new leader and the king of the Holy Clan!"
Her declaration displeased Pete, but her strength prevented him from expressing his displeasure.
Behind him, the weaker Saints were intimidated by Han Shuang's aura. Instead, they felt conquered and even thought that Han Shuang should be their king!
This is certainly not leadership charisma. Han Shuang quietly displayed some of the power of the holy text.
Fear spread, but it was not overused. Combined with her strength and her status as a fellow Saint, many Saints regarded her awe as worship!
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