The moment the bell rings.
The five new sect leaders who were chasing Yan Ge and others were also stunned for a moment.
And Yan Ge and others also took advantage of their daze to escape.
"What happened to those people?"
Yan Ge felt relieved but also surprised.
He turned around and glanced.
I found that all the Zerg turned their heads and looked in the same direction behind them. Their posture made people feel numb.
I saw these people running away.
Those Zerg did not pursue them.
They frowned slightly, "The thirty-two bells are ringing."
…
"My lord, the thirty-two bells have rung."
An insect king asked in a tight voice, "Who is it?"
He looked at all the insect kings present.
But there is nothing special about all insect kings, including him.
"What did he mean by thirty-two clocks?" Asang's ears were still very useful even in such a chaotic place, she asked subconsciously.
The person standing next to him happened to be a silver-haired old lady from the Sharman tribe.
Judging from the appearance of this old lady, she must have been alive for a short time, and her trump card was hidden by the mother tree. She must know many things that she does not know!
Asang leaned over with a face full of curiosity.
However, the silver-haired old lady dodged directly. Not only did she avoid her, but she also flicked the non-existent dust on her clothes with an indifferent expression.
Asang: "???!!" What does this old lady mean? Dislike her? She doesn't remember that the two of them had any feud, right?
No, is there? Could it be possible that he leaned through her window at some point?
Assan fell into self-doubt.
At this moment, Dashi, who was being treated by the Sharman tribe, stood up. His honest face was also confused, "Yeah, what does the thirty-two bells mean?"
The silver-haired old lady who was playing with her clothes just now suddenly had a smile on her cold face, "These thirty-two bells represent the thirty-two holes of the Zerg clan."
"When one bell rings, a new insect king appears. When thirty-two bells ring, a new sect leader who is superior to the thirty-two insect kings appears."
Assan: Look! I knew she knew!
Wait a minute!
Is she really targeting herself? Why?
Asang scratched his scalp in distress.
Lingling also came over and asked hurriedly: "Isn't that very disadvantageous to us? Originally, the new Zerg they came out this time are more powerful than the previous ones. There are existences of the level of the sect master. There seems to be no sect master here. All the ones who came here are The new insect king!”
The silver-haired old lady who was still smiling at Dashi glanced at Lingling indifferently, turned away and ignored her.
Lingling was stunned and looked at Asang helplessly.
Asang also understood that she was not targeting herself, she seemed to be targeting everyone except Wan Yu?
In order to verify whether his idea was right, Asang called Qiu Dai, a child from Wanyu, to come over and asked her to ask.
Qiu Dai also came here for treatment after being injured.
She followed Asang's wishes and asked, "Will the new sect leader make our side disadvantageous?"
really!
The silver-haired old lady became gentler than when she faced Dashi.
"Good boy, no, as long as our mother tree wins, it will be more advantageous for us whether we add one sect leader or five sect leaders."
Lingling: "..."
Asang: "..."
This is a quiet place where you can temporarily rest and heal your wounds. There are injured people everywhere, and the sharks are healing the seriously injured people who have retreated from the front line.
After all, the battle between Mother Tree and Dinghuang had the final say.
But now the resources all over the land have to be guarded.
The large swarms of Zerg need people to contain them. Otherwise, what if we let a group of Zerg kings go and let them help the king?
So it wasn't just Lingling and a few people sitting there, there were people from almost everywhere.
Several of them had noticed before that the Sharman people were indifferent to them. Whether they expressed their gratitude or wanted to ask some questions, they acted very indifferently.
I didn’t think much about it before, but now that I see it like this, what else don’t I understand?
"We are all fighting for everyone's safety, why are you always so cold-tempered?" They were also dissatisfied, "We didn't provoke you, right?"
"Besides, you don't know what the situation is now."
"The Zerg are raging right in front of us, invading our homeland. Even humans and demons are now fighting side by side. Is it really interesting for us to fight among ourselves like this?"
These words not only made a group of people from the Sharman tribe stop their treatment with ugly expressions.
Even the perverts or giants and other injured aliens sitting next to them could not help but stand up with a cold face.
Some of the giants who had broken arms or injured their legs had cold voices: "What you said just now, if you have the guts to say it again! Don't force me to beat you to death here!"
See these people stand up.
The expressions of those who had just spoken changed.
It's not just the Sharman tribe that has issues with them?
Are they all aliens?
But why?
The silver-haired old lady waved her hand and signaled to the stiff-looking Sharman tribe members, "You continue to treat them. The treatment of the soldiers cannot be left behind."
"Now is a special period, and I didn't want to waste my time arguing with you."
"First, we listen to the mother tree's orders, but we will not listen to your orders. Don't try to teach us what to do, we know what to do."
"Second, when there is trouble in our homeland, we will come when it is time to use us, and we will cooperate in the battle to defeat the enemy. We will do our part, so you need to be treated for your injuries. My entire clan will do its best and spare no effort, but you still want us to help you. , and they want us to apologize, but we can’t do this, so shut up and treat it honestly. Don’t point fingers at us after you’ve treated it, and go out and kill more Zerg.”
"Third, you ask why? I shouldn't tell you this. Use your brain to think about why we treat you like this. When you think about why, you will understand how knowledgeable and tolerant we are. You guys."
Those people were left speechless.
Indeed, they just have a bad attitude, but they don't quarrel when they meet like the humans and demons did before. In the most serious cases, they even quarrel in front of the Zerg.
The old lady just finished speaking.
Yu Mianmian happened to bring the Wanyu Sharman Clan and a group of Wanyu warriors over to rest.
The silver-haired old lady immediately averted her gaze.
She looked at Yu Mianmian excitedly.
And her people were equally excited.
Yu Mianmian's fish tail can now be controlled very well, but it can't help but be exposed after exhaustion of physical strength. It is several times smaller than the sharks in the mother tree territory. It doesn't look like it alone, but it looks like it when they are put together. It's like malnutrition.
Yu Mianmian also felt the old lady's gaze.
Just when she was hesitating whether she should say hello or not.
The silver-haired old lady waved to them with red eyes, "Good boy, come to me."
