"A thing that becomes a god?"

Hearing the four words that suddenly popped out of Connie's mouth, although Sumo had tried to control his expression, he still couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock.

According to the known information, those who have certain authority will become "gods".

Originally this matter should have been extremely secretive, but all the alien races actually knew about it and headed to the wasteland as a target.

This wave, the amount of information is simply exploding!

"Yes, from the time I was born, no, from the time I received the inherited memory, countless generations of ancestors from our lion tribe have been following the ancestral gods' instructions."

"Generation after generation of us were born, and generation after generation were sent to this wasteland to find the thing that the ancestor gods said would become gods."

"But it's a pity that our lion tribe has not found it for a long time!"

"And because there is no god-like thing, the blessings we can get from our ancestors are getting weaker and weaker, which has led to our strength becoming what it is today."

"If it could have been tens of thousands of years earlier, maybe we, the Lion Tribe, would be a well-known royal family in the wasteland now!"

One puff after another, the small green Qingdao jar in Connie's hand was quickly finished by her.

This unique beer on earth has a strange taste when it first enters your mouth, but the more you drink it, the more difficult it becomes for Connie to stop and continue her "pace".

After Somo took the new bottle "sensiblely" and handed over the perfectly grilled beef skewers, more exciting secrets slowly came out of Connie's mouth.

"I know that after hearing about something that can become a god, I will definitely want to look for it. After all, who doesn't want to become a god?"

"But it's a pity that whether it's in the inherited memory or the instructions from the clan before departure, we don't even know what this so-called "god-like thing" looks like or what it is!"

"All we know are these four words!"

"And all the aliens know are these four words. No one has more specific information, because the appearance of the object that becomes a god is different every time, and the form of existence is not clear."

After taking a big bite of the beef skewers and drinking a big gulp of beer, Connie's nagging look made Somo feel a little dazed.

If the cool breeze from the wasteland hadn't stopped, the Hope in the distance would still be towering over the land.

This look is very much like being at a food stall on earth, drinking and bragging with friends.

"What about you? Didn't you say that you came here on your own initiative to become a god?" Sumo asked again after taking a sip of beer.

"I admit, before I came here, I did have such a fantasy."

"But now, becoming a god? Do you really believe in becoming a god?"

"No way, Sumo, I have never seen a god in my life since I was born. Oh no, the only god I have ever seen was killed by you."

With a twisted expression of whether she was crying or laughing, Connie stood up and swayed gently by the platform.

This kind of dance would definitely be extremely weird if it were danced by a human being.

But on Connie's body, with the little blue whirlwinds dancing from time to time, it seems quite mysterious.

"What if I say that disaster has struck me this time and I want to go find Poseidon?"

hiss.

This sentence seemed to press the pause button for Connie. Connie, who was still dancing happily, was stunned for a moment.

The small whirlwind that appeared on her body also dissipated simultaneously, and even the small green jar in her hand fell to the ground with a dull sound.

On her face, there was a look of surprise and a hint of...???

"What, you want to find Poseidon?"

"Aren't you going to the New World?"

Connie, who was still a little drunk, said at this moment:

Sober!

If Sumo didn't know about the foreign race's plan, he would have gone to find Poseidon, but now that he knows.

Isn’t that seeking death???

"You know that there are tigers in the mountains, but you prefer to go to the tiger mountains. You can do it, Sumo. Do you know what kind of enemies you need to face when you go to find the Poseidon?"

"Aren't they just the five major royal families? What's there to be afraid of? You just said that your lion-human clan has been a well-known royal family for tens of thousands of years!"

"The result is that it is not in decline now. This shows that the royal family is not invincible."

"Besides, don't I still have your help?"

Somo spread his hands and pulled off a bunch of beef. While eating and drinking, Somo spoke with confidence.

"Isn't it just the five royal families?"

"My help."

These words made the lioness Connie become angry.

The anger and surprise that originally appeared on his face turned into cries and laughter under his crooked mouth.

"What use am I? I only have two losers under my command now, a lame cook and a one-eyed archer."

"Fuck, this archer was trained by me spending 50 points to exchange chips with others. Who do you expect him to kill these two fools?"

"Kill the cursed tiger? Kill the crystal dragon?"

"When you go, we won't be ripped off by others, especially if you killed a god. If they think you have something to become a god, it will be even worse. We will be beaten by tens of millions of idiots.

Crazy pursuit!"

After learning some human languages ​​and integrating into Hope Village, the lioness Connie began to become "elegant and easy-going".

As if she was incompetent and furious, when she said these words, some of her hair stood up in anger and was placed on her body like a comb.

"No, no, no, don't belittle yourself, we need you very much now."

Seeing that the lioness finally took the bait, Somo finally couldn't suppress the smile on his face. He stood up from the ground and came to the platform where the lioness was standing.

"Look, look at the Hope, it has a sub-legendary level!"

"Believe me, as long as you give it a blessing, we can drive it and gallop on this ocean."

"At that time, let alone the alien races, even the five royal families, we can drive the Hope and smash their butts."

"Your cook will have the opportunity to cook various foreign races, and your archers will also become the pride of the Lion Tribe!"

"And you, Connie, can also accomplish your purpose of coming to this wasteland!"

Drawing big cakes, inciting people's hearts, standing on a high platform, with the heroic spirit of not taking the five royal families in his eyes from the beginning to the end, Somo's words suddenly became high-spirited.

"Don't you want to be a god?"

"Follow me, and one day you will become the new Lion God!"

Staring into Connie's eyes, Somo did not dodge at all. This burning gaze immediately made Connie's whole body tense up.

"so."

"Can I bless your Hope and then stay on the mountain with the villagers?"

Swallowing her saliva with difficulty, Connie couldn't help but take a step back as she looked at the "crazy" Sumo.

There are crazy people every year, and they are afraid of coming to my house.

For the five royal families, the fear suppressed in the bloodline memory told her

Even if they are sitting on the Hope, if there is no numerical parity, the chance of victory is completely zero.

"Oh, my Connie, how could you say such sad things?"

"Don't you want your participation in cleaning up the five royal families?"

"As the leader of a fallen lion man, I will severely humiliate them and tell them, thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river!"

"Isn't this cool?"

"I don't want to go." Connie took a small step back again and saw that she had reached the edge of the cliff. Connie looked frightened.

"No, you want to go!"

Pulling Connie back to the grill, Somo had a hint of compulsion in his eyes.

"No, I don't want it"

"No, you want it!"

After repeatedly confirming that Sumo's eyes did not seem to be "serious", Connie finally did not run away this time.

"Can't you do it without me?"

"I can't do it without you!"

Questions and answers followed. Connie asked seriously, and Somo answered seriously.

The aroma of cumin erupted on the barbecue grill in front of them, but at this time, neither of them had any intention of dealing with the food in front of them.

You stare at me, I stare at you, eventually.

"But I'm just an ordinary lion priest, my blessing"

"No, your blessings are enough. Besides, don't you get rewards for fighting ethnic wars? If I take you to fight more, your level will go up!"
To be continued...