"Fran? Why are you here too? "Han Lang said in surprise.
This was Han Lang's old acquaintance, Fran, the leader of the Head Hunters from the Turbid Star Region. He had fought alongside Han Lang and Ye Guhong, and it could be said that they had been through life and death together.
* Pa *
Without saying a word, Fran gave Han Lang a bear hug and shouted in a deep voice, "Brother! My good brother! I've missed you so much! "
"Everyone, come over here. This is Han Lang, my brother!" Farron shouted to the alien elites behind him. Alien races were often cheerful, unlike humans or the Divine Race who were reserved. Although these people were not of the same race as Farron, they were very good at talking and quickly became one with each other.
Thus, Han Lang quickly met many alien friends. Most of them were natives of the dozen or so wild star regions on the periphery of the Milky Way Galaxy. They did not necessarily look the same, but their personalities were similar to the somewhat rough Fran.
Han Lang was quite used to this kind of scene. It was actually quite simple to interact with aliens. As long as you were sincere, you could scold people if you wanted to. If you didn't like someone, you could fight. After the fight, everyone was still good friends.
As a result, those human compatriots were not used to it. They tilted their heads and watched Han Lang walk together with a group of aliens.
"You guys come over too. These people are all friends," Han Lang shouted to those human compatriots.
The human elites walked over hesitantly. Han Lang smiled and said, "In fact, our situation is not much better. The Protoss are now going back to the Milky Way Galaxy. Not only will we have to fight with these guys, but the territories that the Protoss have passed through will also be exterminated. Fran and the others also see the Protoss as enemies."
"Since we all see the Protoss as enemies, then we are friends. We should get close and help each other."
Han Lang's theory of 'the enemy of my enemy is my friend' actually didn't stand up to scrutiny logically, but the simple-minded Mutated Races didn't care about this. They felt that it made sense, so they believed it. Although they weren't as close as Han Lang, at least they wouldn't treat each other as enemies.
At this time, Fran began to talk about why he was here.
"That's because I met a very strange old man. He called himself Prophet Jude," Fran said seriously.
"Prophet Jude." Han Lang was startled and hurriedly said, "I know this person. A while ago, someone asked me to look for him. I didn't expect him to have gone to the distant turbid starfield. How did Qiu De convince you to come here?"
Fran said, "Qiao De told me a lot about the Dark Net. I can see that he admires the Dark Net a lot. As for the reason, he said the same thing as you. If the Protoss return, we will also suffer. So, instead of waiting for death, it is better to fight!"
"Qiu De said that in a cosmic war, we, together with the humans of the Milky Way, are no match for the Protoss. I don't like these words, but they are indeed true. So he suggested that if I want to fight, I should come here to fight. I can meet many enemies of the Protoss here."
"I think so too. I don't like waiting for death. I might as well come here to kill the Celestial Race. Kill as many as you can."
"My people also want to come, but unfortunately, Qiu De doesn't have many invitations to enter the deeper parts of the Dark Web. I'm the only one he invited."
"Qiu De said that his current mission is to contact the strongest powerhouses of all the Barbarian Star Fields in the periphery of the Milky Way Galaxy. You see, they also came from the periphery. Although it wasn't Qiu De who invited them, it was someone similar to him."
Han Lang nodded. Protector Chu Li hadn't lied. Prophet Qiu De indeed had a deep connection with Three Lives. Through the qualifiers, Three Lives had invited a large group of Dark Net elites. At the same time, Qiu De had also run around the periphery of the Milky Way Galaxy to invite the top warriors of the alien races.
Perhaps the next step was for Three Lives and Qiu De to start inviting the two largest forces in the Milky Way Galaxy, the Milky Way Alliance and the Forgotten Land. That way, with the Milky Way Galaxy as the center, the elites of humans and alien races from dozens of galaxies around it would all come to the Path of the Gods.
It was just that it would not be easy to convince the Milky Way Alliance and Chu Li's Forgotten Land. The traditional forces were often the most stubborn.
"This Path of the Gods is really too f * cking weird! I've been here for more than ten days. I've killed countless people and cleared countless levels, but this d * mn system just won't let me go to Exchange Station No. 2. Tell me, isn't this just beating people up? There are so many people who aren't as strong as me, but they're all ahead of me. Where do you want me to put my face? "Fran complained.
Han Lang laughed. "The rule of the Path of the Gods is that there are no rules. No one knows what the standard is for advancing, but you should believe in your own strength. If the system doesn't let you advance, then you should keep killing! If killing a hundred enemies isn't enough, then kill a thousand! If a thousand isn't enough, then kill ten thousand! If it's still not enough, then kill them all! Let's see if he still won't let you advance? "
Fran was stunned at first, then he laughed out loud. He patted Han Lang's shoulder hard and said, "I finally know why we can be brothers. Damn it, our tempers are exactly the same! Good! If this damned system doesn't let me advance, I'll kill everyone in one go! "
The surrounding outsiders also felt that they were on the same wavelength as Han Lang. If it was said that they were close to Han Lang just now, it was because of Fran, but now, it was completely because of their admiration for Han Lang himself.
"Have you seen Ye Weiwei or Ye Guhong recently?" Han Lang asked Fran about the Ye Family. Speaking of which, Han Lang did miss Ye Weiwei a bit, because this girl was always so happy when she was with him.
As a man, it was always a wonderful feeling to have a beautiful girl cheering and jumping for joy the moment she saw you. As for more feelings, he didn't have any at the moment.
"I haven't seen them, but the other members of the Ye Family often come to the territory. Ye Weiwei and Ye Guhong have probably already gone to some distant Star Field. I miss them quite a bit too. If Qiu De meets them, he might invite them to the Path of the Gods. That way, we can meet again." Fran said.
"Speaking of which, is the Path of the Gods for warriors just killing?" Since there was no more news about Ye Weiwei, Han Lang started to ask about other things out of curiosity.
"There are other options, but I chose to be a main force warrior. Basically, more than half of the quests have to be completed by fighting. Why, you haven't accepted a quest yet? "Fran asked suspiciously.
Han Lang shook his head and said, "No, even if there is, it shouldn't be a combat quest. Because I registered as a Beast Tamer, the system might give me a skill type quest."
"Beast Tamer?" Fran was shocked and said, "Brat, your battle prowess isn't any weaker than mine, and you actually registered as a Beast Tamer? My goodness, how many skills have you learned? "
In the midst of the heated conversation, Han Lang didn't notice at all that among the group of Gods, there was a guy who had already stared at him from afar.
It was a Protoss with a scar on his forehead. He was a Protoss who had undergone an intense genetic mutation. Everyone's ultimate goal was to open the third eye on their forehead. The Protoss felt that having a third eye was a characteristic that was infinitely close to becoming a God.
And the scar on this person's forehead was very likely left behind by a failed attempt to open the third eye.
He turned around and quietly took out a piece of paper from his spatial ring that was not even the size of a cigarette box. It was a piece of paper filled with words and patterns that no one could understand.
With a light flick of his finger, the strange piece of paper disappeared. At the same time, Han Lang, who was in the distance, shivered. It was as if something had lightly pricked his back. When he turned around, he didn't find anything unusual.
This was a scroll rune. The longer ones were called scrolls, and the shorter ones were called runes. It was a powerful tool that could only be used in the Path of the Gods.
Each rune required a large number of points to be exchanged, and the runes were hidden. Just like the precious room that 9527 guarded, they could only be exchanged by completing specific quests.
Now, Han Lang had unknowingly accepted the power of the runes.
"Then let's meet again later. One day, the two of us will meet again at the end, Exchange Station Nine," Han Lang said to Fran.
"Okay, it's a deal!" Fran hugged Han Lang tightly again.
Han Lang randomly found a large black stone with a palm-shaped mark on it. He slowly placed his palm on it.
* Swoosh! *
The moment Han Lang's fingertips touched the black stone, he magically disappeared.
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