Chapter 877 (1/2)
The ”Obam” race is very strict. It is divided into different classes according to blood lines. Besides, it is shown in skin color and hair purity.
It can be said that a ”Obam” is basically doomed to his fate and achievements in this life since his birth.
But now there is a chance to change fate, appearing in front of the King City and its affiliated territory, all ”Obam”.
If you find and kill the people in Xiaoxiang mountain, you can marry the Lord of Sofia, which means the opportunity to mix and strengthen your blood.
Especially for the ”Obam” family, which has certain strength but has to mingle with the bottom of the race due to blood restriction, it has a fatal temptation.
In contrast, the position of King's city Lord is nothing at all. As long as the offspring with noble blood can be born, they will have the chance to get everything.
Perhaps hundreds of years or more later, through continuous marriage, they can completely get rid of their present status and become the real nobility in the ”Obam” race.
Of course, the premise of all this is that they need to marry Sophia, a noble and pure blood Lord.
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”The warriors of the black iron family, we have the most powerful warriors, amazing wealth, a large number of slaves, but we do not enjoy the status we deserve. Our children can never be close to those beautiful noble girls, even if they are so excellent, they can only be imprisoned in the narrow and dirty bottom, and can not become the eagle soaring in the sky! ”
”But now, the chance to change my fate has come. I swear to my ancestors that no matter who he is, no matter what his identity is, as long as I can kill the Ruan people, he will become a new clan leader, and in this capacity, I will marry the city Lord of Sofia, and become a rising star to change the future of the black iron family Lord, will always be remembered and worshipped by the descendants! ”
”So, you tell me, dare to take out your life to complete the task that is doomed to be extremely dangerous. There will be countless” Obam ”dead. Tell me your answer loudly!”
”Yes!”
”Yes!”
”Yes!”
The crazy male Obam of the black iron family roared like a wild beast, full of endless heat.
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”Marry the city Lord of Sofia and give birth to the children with noble blood. Our Jushi family will really rise and make a new legend!”
”Now, it's the beginning of the story. I want to know whether the children of Jushi family have the courage and strength to do it!”
”The Lord of Sofia will marry the stone family!”
”No one can stop us from winning the battle!”
”I will succeed, I can!”
”Then what are you waiting for?” roared the head of the Jushi family. ”Take your own weapons and leave your last words. Then go and win a bright future for the whole family!”
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Similar things happened in every place under the jurisdiction of King City. Even after the news continued to spread, the ”obams” in a wider range began to act.
Sofia, taking herself as a weight, pried a huge balance, hundreds of thousands, millions or even more of ”Obam” rushed into Xiaoxiang mountain.
They are like billowing waves, washing to the coast again and again. Even if the embankment is strong enough, it will be broken one day.
At this moment, the situation in xiaoxiangshan is completely in a state of rampage that no one can control.
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In the chaos long boat, a group of bright guards are repairing the damaged part of the long boat in the battle with the Dragon Lord.
Although it has been heard for a long time, the tyranny and ferocity of the Dragon Lord can only be understood after the real fight.
The faces of the bright guards are mostly dignified, but there is not much fear in their eyes.
As the part of the punishment dome directly responsible for the war, they have already experienced countless killings and exercised a strong enough heart.
Muring frowned and sat up. His face was pale. He had a fight with the Dragon Lord before. Although he hit the other side badly at the last blow, he was also seriously injured.
”Chief, the Dragon Lord shouldn't be here, and he's a little crazy fighting us.” A bright guard frowned, and his voice was clear and melodious. Even though his face was covered by a mask, it still made people think of a vague but beautiful face.
”Well, I think it's strange that the Dragon Lord's performance seems to hate us very much.” Another bright guard opens his mouth. He is tall and straight. His eyes under his face armor are full of strong confidence.
Muring coughs and raises her hand to prevent the female Guangming Wei from approaching. After breathing slowly, she says: ”this is confidential information, but it has been hundreds of years, and you have all experienced the war with the Dragon Lord, but you can also be told.”