Three days later, the spire throne of the distant ancestor tribe.
Fan, who was leaning on the throne, leaned slightly, holding his forehead with one hand and closing his eyes in deep thought.
Under him was a mass of dark figures, most of them were Yama people who had been captured due to defeat.
He had been meditating for a long time, and the hall had been silent for a long time.
As his silence became longer and longer, more and more people began to show obvious anxiety and panic.
But no one dared to break the silence, not even uttering a sound.
This was not only due to the intimidation of the terrifying giant insect Borah, but also because of the man who was sitting upright on the top of the giant insect's head.
The man on the throne, his cruelty and ruthlessness.
When the frightened Yama people finally couldn't bear the oppression caused by the silence, a sudden heavy creaking sound gave them a breath of relief and relief.
The dazzling sunlight streamed down the open door into the hall, Art held his head high, and behind him was Bai Fengnao who was being escorted by a group of guards.
"Kneel down."
Art kicked down the gray-faced Bai Fenggao.
Perhaps he had experienced deep despair, and he knelt down without any resistance.
Van finally opened his eyes, as if in response to his master's thoughts, Boraher, who had previously closed his eyes, also opened his scarlet insect pupils.
Looking at Bai Fenggao who had no sense of resistance at this moment, it was difficult for Fan to imagine that this was the once arrogant patriarch of the three major families of Yama.
Time is indeed an interesting thing.
It can make people stronger or weaker.
"Do you still remember me?"
Fan's voice echoed clearly in the hall, hoarse and magnetic.
Bai Fenglao didn't seem to hear Fan's voice.
He just knelt there in a daze, so Fan couldn't help but repeat his words again.
"Godsend, is he really dead?"
Bai Feng asked in a trembling voice.
His voice was so low that one had to listen carefully to distinguish it.
"Yes, he is dead.
I killed him myself."
Fan responded calmly.
After receiving Fan's personal response, Bai Fenggao's eyes finally lost all hope, and he lowered his head in loneliness and defeat.
At this moment, he was no longer the aloof patriarch, but just a father suffering the pain of losing his son.
"I told that child a long time ago that if people like you don't die, they will definitely become a disaster in the future.
Sure enough, he paid the price for his underestimation of the enemy."
"What kind of person am I?"
"Have you ever heard of homeless wild dogs?
Wild dogs that seek revenge when they are hurt.
You despicable bastard is exactly like those wild dogs."
Bai Fenggao's sarcasm was unpleasant and harsh.
This kind of sarcasm went beyond ordinary personal attacks and could almost be regarded as a curse.
"Bold" "court death" "Don't you want to live?"
Several people, including Art and Chi, shouted emotionally, and some even stood up and left their seats.
He vowed to take action and teach this rude and defeated general a lesson.
However, as the person involved, Fan calmly stopped these people who were about to make a move.
"It must be uncomfortable to be defeated by someone you think is a lowly person.
I sympathize with a person who loses everything in one day.
People like you who think you are superior will usually release failure in this way."
"For a despicable person like you with no background, who is so lucky to fly to the sky, he will definitely take revenge on those who have hurt you in the past.
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The road I have traveled is longer than you have ever seen.
It is true that the winner is the king and the loser is the loser. , but if you try to humiliate me in this way, then you still think too simply."
Fan Ping smiled calmly.
Faced with such Bai Fenggao, there was no need to say who looked more like a wild dog at this moment.
"So you're not afraid of death, are you?"
He tapped his head gently with his index and middle fingers, showing no sign of anger in the face of Bai Fengnao's humiliation.
"Why should I be afraid that you will kill me now if you have the ability?"
"But that's not what you said three days ago."
Fan suddenly sneered.
This cold smile shocked all the Yama people present to tremble and send chills down their backs.
Everything that happened at the end of the battle three days ago is vividly remembered by those who survived.
Fan Zeng gave the captured Bai Fenggao a chance to order the Yama people to put down their weapons, but maybe it was because of the pain of losing his son.
The angry Bai Fenggao did not seize this opportunity.
Instead, he roared loudly and refused to surrender.
It was also because of his extremely stupid order.
For the first time, they deeply experienced what the most complete despair is.
Tens of thousands of Yama warriors were slaughtered in just a few minutes.
The thick blood even made the entire grassland turn blood red in an instant.
It was only then that the survivors realized that the Zerg were responsible for the attack.
Never use full force.
Fan's cruelty left a deep fear in everyone.
Due to this fear, Bai Fenggao once shook his head and begged for mercy.
"It was probably not you who was lying on the ground begging me like a wild dog at that time.
Now that everything is gone, you finally dare to release your humble and pitiful backbone in front of me.
Speaking of bereaved dogs, you are the most vivid person I have ever seen.
An image of one.”
"Don't worry, Chief Bai, I will kill you.
And I will do it with my own hands.
After that, the last bit of foundation you have left in Yama, I will let it disappear with you.
What you have done to me, I Now you will be rewarded with endless death."
"You will not die well," Bai Fengyao shouted angrily.
When he thought that all his relatives would die because of this, his heart ached, but he never thought about the pain he had inflicted on Fan.
How much lighter than he was now "I won't die, because no one can kill me."
Fan still sneered.
"The Summit Council will not let you do this.
They will definitely kill you and then destroy the Yuanzu Tribe.
You thought that the Yuanzu Tribe was monolithic.
But now among the people around you, including us, you will definitely die.
You will definitely die." will die" "It seems that the envoys of the Peak Council ran away like dogs, which has not completely disappointed you.
They were not able to conquer the distant ancestor tribe when my father ruled, and it was even less possible for them during my rule.
As for what you said j, wait until the whole Yama When everything has become history under my conquest, do you think he will still sacrifice his life for this?
Besides, I don't care about them at all."
At this point, Fan's eyes coldly glanced at everyone present, there were many of them.
Those who belonged to the tribe quietly lowered their heads.
"Is there anything else you want to say?
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This will probably be your last words."
"Last words, I might as well tell you with confidence and boldness, who is the spy who was placed in your ranks by the Peak Council?
His name is" Of course, Bai Fenggao would not remind Fan with good intentions.
He wanted to alienate the people around Fan at the last moment of his life.
His move was extremely vicious, no matter who the last name he said was, or who this person was.
Whether a person is truly internal or not will always have an extremely important impact on Brahman or the people around him.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of some people present changed.
"He is."
Bai Fengyao paused deliberately, his eyes circling around the venue, especially those leaders who were also sitting on the throne.
"Yes."
Then when he was about to say that name, he suddenly found that he could not speak, and his chest felt like a huge stone was pressing on him and he could not make a sound.
At this moment, he affected the minds of everyone present, and his appearance naturally attracted attention immediately.
Bai Fengyao breathed hard, but his expression became redder and more painful due to suffocation.
Following his eyes, everyone finally saw the calmly stretched out palm of Fan who was sitting on the throne.
Fan's eyes stared deeply at the other leaders sitting on the throne, and then he turned his attention to Bai Fenggao.
"You want to tell me who this person is?"
Then he raised his arms slightly, and with his movements, Bai Fengnao, whose face turned red, actually lifted off the ground.
"Thank you for your last words, but unfortunately, I have no interest in knowing them."
As his cold words ended, Fan's spread fingers suddenly clenched, and a crackling sound of broken bones resounded through the hall.
Bai Fengyao fell to the ground like a boneless mollusk, and he could not say anything until he died.
That person's name.
The entire hall fell into a strange state of silence.
At this time, no one wanted to be the first person to speak.
Fan slowly stood up and left the throne, walking towards the half-opened door without saying a word, leaving everyone at a loss.
"Boss us?"
As the only one who was not worried about being suspected, Art finally asked at this time.
"It's over, let's all disperse.
Starting tomorrow, we will officially march into Yama."
"What about these people?"
Ate pointed at the people who feared Yama.
"You decide."
"I decide" "Yes, after all, among all of you here, you are the only one I can trust."
Fan said without turning his head, and it was unclear whether his tone was calm or mocking, until his figure completely left the hall, except for Art.
Besides, there was no second voice.
Outside the hall, a gloomy-looking Fan and Mandala, who had been waiting for him outside early in the morning, met face to face.
"I'm in a bad mood."
Mandala curled his lips and leaned on the railing frivolously, without any awareness as a subordinate should have.
Van responded to her with a nasal voice, and then said, "Follow me."
"Oh why."
Mandala raised his eyebrows.
"If you don't want to discuss with me what I promised you when I was drunk that day, then please do so."
Fan snorted lightly, turned around and left.
Looking at the direction chosen by Fan who left quickly, Mandala raised her eyebrows again.
"You bastard, you want to take advantage of me."
She cursed in a low voice, because the direction chosen by Fan was clearly his bedroom.
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But then she took a breath and her face turned grim, "I want to see who takes advantage of whom then."
She murmured, ran up as fast as she could, and reached the room before Fan: