Chapter 727: Desolate race, desolate ancient!

"These ones……"
"Why are you so manic?"
Fang Fan asked subconsciously, from the eyes of the war slaves in these cages, he saw unyielding! Proudly unyielding!
"Hall Master Fang Fan, let's go and see the war slaves of other races, this...better not choose."
Qin Hai's expression suddenly became serious, and then...he sighed lightly.
Fang Fan felt that there was something in his words, and seemed unwilling to say it so directly. Is there anything unspeakable?
"Great Desolate God! You are the greatest God!"
"Your successor... will come!"
"The wise new desolate will lead us to unify all races!"
"Wild race! Wild ancient!"
"Dahuang! The wind is coming!"
Inside the cage, an old and weak old man stared at Fang Fan with piercing eyes suddenly, and then said a bunch of messy words...
Others... Fang Fan didn't pay attention, he only heard the word "Wild God".
Presumably feeling Fang Fan's surprised gaze, Qin Hai frowned slightly before beginning to explain:
"These are all deserted races, and they are also known as divine abandoned races!"
"According to the instructions of the gods, the desolate gods have long been eliminated! Not only the gods of the light camp, but even the gods of the dark camp also communicated like this!"
"In the beginning, the light camp and the dark camp wanted to win them over and become their own believers."
"It turned out later that it was all in vain!"
"They seem to have been stamped with the mark of the Desolate God in their bones! Even if the Desolate God has been destroyed at this moment, it is still true!"
"The Wild Clan wants to become the third largest force independent of the light camp and the dark camp!"
"But obviously, they failed in the end!"
"The Wild Race without the protection of the Wild God... is really insignificant!"
"Gradually, they take turns to become second-rate races, but fortunately their bones are hard enough! Fighting power is strong enough, so they can barely be used as war slaves!"
"At one time, they did indeed become the militant slaves of the heavens and the ten thousand races vying to snatch!"
"It's just that...recurring incidents of desert tribe fighting slaves attacking the master..."
"This is a family of warriors... They don't want to be restrained and oppressed. To become war slaves, they must suppress this kind of mind..."
Qin Hai sighed lightly. From his tone of voice, he actually admired the arrogance of the desert tribe warrior.
It's just that the entire ethnic group is gone, so there is no need to say too much.
"Little friend Fang Fan, don't do stupid things!"
"If it weren't for the combat power to be several levels higher than them, no one would be able to control the war slaves of the desert race!"
Seeing Fang Fan's silence, Qin Hai immediately persuaded him.
Fang Fan fell into a little composure...
I don't know why, he always feels that the old man of the desert clan looks at him with deep meaning.
He knows me? What did he mean by what he just said?
The successor of Aragami? The new desolate will lead them to unify all races!
Does the new Desolate God refer to him?
But he... is a false god...
Fang Fan took a deep breath, forced himself to become a little calmer, and then looked at these deserted war slaves again...
"Master Inspector, here... how many wild people are there!"
Fang Fan looked at Qin Hai firmly.
"Do you... really want to buy a deserted war slave?"
Qin Hai wanted to persuade him again, but when he saw Fang Fan's firm eyes, he chose to give up, and the genius's idea was naturally different.