Godly System: From Fire to God

Lin Mo has always done what he said. After making this decision, Lin Mo didn't even stay for a moment, and left the alliance army just organized.

The layout and arrangement of the middle layer is indeed very different from the outermost layer of cannon fodder. The small tribes in the outermost layer are like poor herders who are nomads everywhere in the wild.

It's not that they don't want to settle down, but that the land allocated to them by the goddess of war is too small. Just building some tents is enough for them to pack their own land, not to mention building some houses. A decent life in it.

But these middle-level tribes have no such troubles and worries at all. The place allocated to them by the goddess of war is enough for them to live and use normally.

Lin Mo walked out of this annihilated tribe, and before long, he was intercepted by people from another tribe.

Lin Mo politely put them down one by one, and then forced the only demon race who could still stand and talk to take him to see the chief of the tribe.

Along the way, I still encountered a few teams that came to intercept, but with the strength of Lin Mo Saint-level, it didn't take any effort to fight these imperial-level young men.

The whole process of Lin Mo went smoothly, but when he reached the destination, his face instantly turned black.

This is a huge square, in which many people gathered in the dark.

Lin Mo raised his eyes and saw that even if a rough calculation is made, there are two to thirty thousand people.

Lin Mo turned his head in amazement to look at the demon clan who had brought him here, and suddenly there was an urge to pinch him to death.

Seeing a strange human entered, tens of thousands of weapons were aimed at Lin Mo in an instant.

Lin Mo' had to let go of the demon clan, put on a friendly communication attitude, and stood still.

At this time, Lin Mo could see that there was also a huge gap between cannon fodder and cannon fodder.

Everything that these middle-class tribes enjoy and the rules they follow are completely different from those of the outermost cannon fodder.

The 38 small tribes usually don't even have any communication or contact, but between these middle-level tribes, there is actually a square where they can meet.

Naturally, this square could not have been built by themselves, and without the permission of the goddess of war, they could not have the courage themselves.

That means that these middle-level tribes have a certain amount of cooperation and communication, which is completely different from the simple cannon fodder outside.

"Special, no wonder that after knowing my intentions, I didn't take any large-scale restrictions. It turned out to be waiting for me here."

Lin Mo gritted his teeth and began to complain about the cunning of the goddess of war.

He also didn't expect that the specific situation here turned out to be like this. The management system and rules of each layer here seemed to be different from other places.

If he really led the rabble to attack, he would be completely wiped out by these middle-level tribes in no time.

Although his strength is not afraid of these tens of thousands, if he really wants to solve them one by one, he still has to pay a lot of price.

The most important thing is that this is a waste of time. Even if these tens of thousands of people don't make any resistance at all, and straighten their heads to chop themselves, these tens of thousands of people will have to cut a long time.

"Trialer?"

Several demon tribes who were completely taller than ordinary people walked out of the crowd. Seeing them hugging before and after, they knew that they were probably the patriarchs of these medium tribes.

"Yes, not really."

Lin Mo smiled.

"What do you mean?"

The clan who asked the question had a long crocodile head and looked very fierce. He asked coldly, his tone seemed to be a little impatient.

"I am not here to pass your test. On the contrary, I am here to test whether you are qualified to continue living here."

Lin Mo had an idea, and deliberately put on an unpredictable look.

Sure enough, this answer that no one thought of, immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Since being brought to this space by the goddess of war, this group of people has always thought that their fate has been fixed in this way, and until today, they suddenly have doubts about their fate.

It turns out that even for others as pets, it is not necessarily a lifelong system.

"You say that, why should we believe you?"

The crocodile's head seemed to turn faster than others, and he immediately continued to ask.

"A tribe has been wiped out among you. It's impossible for you to know this news."

Lin Mo smiled.

These people glanced at each other, and no one retorted Lin Mo's words.

Although it didn't take long for the battle to end just now, the loud shouting and killing had already attracted the attention of many people.

And these people are gathering together now, because they have received the news of the attack, they are here to exchange information and consider the next countermeasures.

"Does this matter have anything to do with you?"

Someone asked.

"Hehe, of course, do you really think that the outermost small tribes have the strength to destroy one of you? It is because of my help and guidance that they can catch you by surprise."

Lin Mo did not hide it at all, but said with some boasting.

As soon as his voice fell, these middle-level tribes had already clearly revealed their hostility.

For these middle-level tribes, they are more group-conscious than the outermost small tribes.

Since Lin Mo shot and wiped out one of them, these other tribes all have a sense of personal danger.

The crocodile's head stomped sharply, and a group of obvious spider-web-like cracks appeared under his feet, and the whole earth trembled a bit.

The crocodile head strode to Lin Mo's face and approached him fiercely, seeming to want to threaten him.

But Lin Mo did not take a step back, but still stood calmly on the spot, with a Ruowu smile on his face.

"You really have the courage to say this in front of us. Your miscellaneous army is not by your side now. If you dare to break in alone, I think you are living impatiently."

The crocodile bared his teeth at Lin Mo, like a fierce god.

"If you are really afraid of death, I won't come. You don't really think that you have the strength to kill me?"

Lin Mo stretched out a hand while talking, and lightly patted the side face of the crocodile head a few times.