3788: C3788 I Still Insist

C3788 I Still Insist

The war is in silence...

Waiting for the right moment...

Waiting for them to start fighting.

However, there didn't seem to be any movement...

One hour...

Two hours...

Three hours...

Faang Fann's mouth subconsciously twitched...

This... Was this a game?

Playing tricks...

"Are you sure you want to start a war?"

Faang Fann frowned and looked at Satan. He needed to ask Satan more clearly.

"Ah..."

"This... This is not a problem, definitely not a problem..."

"I saw it, it's like this."

"Master, I see that they have already prepared their troops and are beginning to mobilize before the war..."

"They are still standing there, how is that possible... How can something unexpected happen..."

"That shouldn't be the case..."

Satan blinked. He had no idea what was going on.

He had investigated the situation several times. It was the same situation.

It couldn't be that something unexpected had happened at this time.

Intentionally mess with him? Intentionally messing with him? Was it necessary?

"Master, are we going to attack?"

"Our cannons are thirsty..."

Legion Commander, the God Crasher, walked over. The commanding sword in his hand was shaking. This wave was indeed very excited.

"Wait... wait..."

"If we attack now, we will only alert the enemy..."

"If we really shock them, then it's not worth it..."

"At that time, they can totally turn the tables and focus all their energy on attacking us..."

"At that time, we don't know what will happen in the Primitive Divine City, so they definitely won't provide any assistance to us."

"We can't be reckless."

" We're like a knife that has stabbed into the enemy's heart. We'll be able to play an even more important role at a critical moment. "

"But obviously, it is not now..."

Faang Fann narrowed his eyes and raised the corner of his mouth slightly. For some reason, he felt that it was very interesting at this moment.

The following changes would only appear to be more violent and violent.

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At this moment, there was a small interlude in the army of the Protoss...

The God Race's God Generals gathered together and discussed endlessly.

"God General Tarhar!"

"I need an explanation."

"You said that those mysterious people would definitely appear, but now I ask you, where are they? "

"Could it be that if these mysterious people don't appear, we will have to continue delaying like this? We still need to pass the time of exterminating outsiders? "

"They're just a few mysterious people. There's no need to go so far!"

A Rank Two god general in the God Race couldn't help but ridicule the God Race.

They had been waiting impatiently for a long time!

To start the battle early, then end the battle, then slaughter the city, and finally carry out a night's celebration, wasn't that good?

To continue staying here, what was going on?

Un? Wouldn't he feel nauseated?

That restless feeling gathered in his heart, and that feeling of irritation would only grow stronger and stronger.

Many of the Divine Generals around him were urging him.

They were especially dissatisfied with the two third-grade Divine Generals, Tarja and Rugass, who had returned in defeat.

In terms of impulsiveness, Tarja, the third-grade Godly General, was the most impulsive in the past. However, after going through some training, he had changed. The change in his appearance felt somewhat unreal for a moment.

"Tarha, why don't... Forget it..."

"We... Let's not continue... "

"This isn't our home ground..."

"We are just a level 3 god general..."

"We cannot shoulder this responsibility..."

God Race level 3 god general Rugass sighed and reminded.

"No... No way!"

"We still can't attack!"

"I firmly believe! I firmly believe that these mysterious people are around us..."

"Don't think that you're safe now! They might appear at any time..."

"Trust me... Trust me!"

"A person who learned from the mistakes of the past!"

"Allen, a second-rate Godly General, mysteriously disappeared! Tens of thousands of elites of the god race died in vain. Isn't this enough to alert you?"

"Wait... wait a little longer, okay?"

"It might not be long..."

"Anyway, it has been waiting for so long..."

"Trust me... I am a member of the God Race, I will not let the God Race suffer any losses..."

"I am wholeheartedly doing this for the sake of the God Race..."

The third-grade god of the God Race had already put away his tyrannical temperament, and now he appeared exceptionally cautious.

To a certain extent, he seemed to be overly cautious.

As he spoke, his body trembled slightly, and he seemed to float.

To these arrogant and arrogant Protoss, Tarja's sincerity was a naked insult...

A few mysterious outsiders were going to hold them back?

If that was the case, how could they continue to mingle in this area in the future? Wouldn't that make others despise you?

This kind of thing, could he f * cking do it?

He had to be steady. He had to not slack off at all.

In terms of mentality, he had to completely collapse...

Destroying everything in one wave was nothing.

Only in such a manner would it appear real.

"If you want to be a coward, don't let everyone follow you!"

"That's right! If you're afraid of death, then scram!"

"Quickly scram!"

"Trash!"

"I, the warriors of the God Clan, will not retreat! "

"Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight to the end! "

" Just a few outsiders, and they scared the million strong army of the God Race here? This is ridiculous to the extreme!"

"I don't care what you're thinking, I can't be bothered to wait any longer!"

"F * ck! We're almost bored to death. Is our heads broken? After waiting for so long, where is he? Where are the mysterious outsiders? If we didn't find anything, he might have fled long ago!"1

" Rapidly attack and take down the city built by the outsider. At that time, we'll have a complete victory. I really don't know what to wait for... "

"Don't find excuses for trash..."

"You trash failed once. Have you all lost the will to fight? It doesn't matter if you want to be trash, but can you not affect our emotions... "

"That's right, get lost! Get lost! Just looking at it makes me annoyed... "

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More and more shouts were heard from the surroundings.

This wave of shouts swept through the crowd, inexplicably giving people a huge psychological pressure.

Tarja gritted his teeth and stood there persistently.

He had personally experienced the might of that mysterious group of outsiders. He had personally seen Allen, a second-rate Divine General, mysteriously disappear! He had also personally witnessed his crazy cannon...

All of this seemed to flash before his eyes...

The various thoughts in his heart suddenly became extremely firm!

Stabilized on the spot! He could not slack off in the slightest!

Full sprint! Full takeoff!

A chaotic environment would create a chaotic heart...

It was noisy, and the atmosphere seemed to be very bad...

No matter how much these people discussed, it was useless. In the end, the only one who truly made a decision was the God Race's Rank One God General Ancient Temple, the commander of this nearly one million God Race army!

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