Lord of the People: My troops have mutated

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In the realm of the gods, low-level lords cannot detect the information of high-level lords. Of course, there are also various methods of hiding aura, which can block other people's detection.

Obviously they think Lin You is the latter.

After all, Lin You was about the same age as them no matter what, so he didn't stop that bastard's move.

However, in the next second, their smiles suddenly froze on their faces.

Because the dog who walked forward actually knelt down on the ground with a "plop", cracking the rocky floor outside the gate.

Followed by.

An extremely terrifying coercion appeared, instantly enveloping them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of muffled noises came.

Everyone was shocked to find that, including Wang Han, all the geniuses were suppressed by an invisible force, kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

So strong!

The lords looked at Lin You in shock, and found that a flower essence holding a staff and wearing a crown appeared next to him at some point, exuding a supreme majesty that looked down upon all living beings.

With just one glance, they actually had the urge to worship.

What level of arms is this! ?

And Wang Han and others who were crushed to kneel on the ground were also horrified at this time, their faces flushed to resist the coercion, and a few weaker ones fainted directly.

If things go on like this, I'm afraid they will all have to confess here.

"Brother Lin, show mercy!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from the restaurant.

Shen Sikong, who was dressed in a brocade robe, walked down the stairs and hurried towards the door.

"It's Deacon Shen from the Destroyer Alliance!"

"Did I hear you right? Deacon Shen called him brother just now?"

"To be able to call Deacon Shen that way, could it be that his strength has also reached the twelfth level!?"

The crowd kept exclaiming, and they all looked at Lin You in shock.

Wang Han and the others, who were delighted to see Shen Sikong's appearance, turned pale and looked at Lin You in disbelief.

How could they think of it.

Lin You, who was about the same age as them, actually possessed the strength of the twelfth level!

"Don't worry, I'm just helping you discipline them and let them understand the sinister nature of human beings." Lin You turned around and smiled slightly at Shen Sikong.

Then Wang Han and others lightened up, and the coercion on their bodies finally disappeared, and they hurriedly got up from the ground, never daring to have any contempt for Lin You.

Even Shen Sikong, who just arrived, was secretly startled.

Because the aura emanating from Lin You just now was not much weaker than him.

One must know that he is 4 small levels higher than Lin You.

Then there is only one possibility, Lin You has troops above the extraordinary level!

That is a unit that can only be obtained by the thirteenth rank, even in the God Extermination League, only elders can have it.

In an instant, Lin You's status in his heart was raised to a new height, which made him pay more attention to it.

Immediately came to Wang Han and the others, and reprimanded: "Useless things, this is a distinguished guest of our Extinguishing God League, go back and reflect on me!"

"Yes!"

Wang Han and others didn't dare to refute, they glanced at Lin You with lingering fear, and then entered the restaurant in desperation.

After he disappeared, Shen Sikong looked at Lin You with embarrassment.

"The people below are incapable of discipline, which made Lin brother laugh at him."

"They are all very good seedlings. If you cultivate them well and change your temperament, there is still a lot of room for improvement."

Young people, there will always be times when they are rebellious, and Lin You can understand it.

Although he is also a young man, compared with the people in God's Domain, he has once been the lord of a city, or even the lord of a country, and his temperament has long been different.

This also made him miss the old days.

If there is a chance in the future, he hopes to find a place that is indifferent to the world and establish a territory, gradually improve his strength, and no longer participate in the disturbances of this world.

"correct."

Just as he was thinking, Shen Sikong suddenly changed the topic: "Where is Brother Lin planning to go?"

"It's nothing, I'm going to go shopping around to see if I can earn some law crystals."

Lin You's current number of arms is only about 2000, and there are only more than [-] extraordinary arms.

Considering that there may be a battle in the future, he must recruit all [-] units as soon as possible, and replace them all with Transcendents.

Based on the recruitment + mutation of two law spars for each unit, it would take almost [-] law spars.

This is not a small amount for him.

"If brother Lin You wants to earn law crystals, I know a place that is very suitable for you." Shen Sikong said after thinking for a while.

"Oh? Where?" Lin You became interested.

Then, Shen Sikong leaned over and whispered a few words next to him.

Lin You's originally curious gaze gradually brightened.

Chapter 667 The Racecourse

The outer city of Wanshen City.

On one of the busiest streets.

After nearly half an hour on the road, Lin You finally came here, a huge building with the words "Arms Racecourse".

This is where Shen Sikong introduced him to make quick money.

The reason why it is called a racecourse is not because it is used for horse racing, but it refers to any form of competition between related arms.

"It should be right here."

Lin You turned his head and looked around. There were all the lords coming and going in and out of the racecourse, and the excitement was comparable to a market.

Vaguely, shouts could be heard coming from inside the building.

Walking in with the crowd, turning around and coming to the interior, a noisy atmosphere immediately rushed to the face.

"Come on! Tear off its head!"

"Kill it for me!"

"Good opportunity! Copy his flank!"

"The opponent's output can't keep up, cut him for healing!"

……

A fierce cry continued to echo in my ears.

To Lin You's surprise, there is another world inside the racetrack, which is hollow and open-air, and exaggeratedly large, almost as big as a football field.

A large group of people stood in the auditorium, blushing and cheering loudly into the arena.

In the arena, there are two huge arms teams, which are fighting fiercely and falling into a melee.

What surprised Lin You the most was not this, but the composition of the troops on both sides.

There are all kinds of races, all kinds of races, and the team is extremely messy. It doesn't seem like there is a lord commanding and controlling.

After finding the staff in charge of registration, I found out that these arms were originally assembled by the lords in the audience.

That's right.

The rules of the game in this field are collective melee!

Each lord sends out a unit, randomly forms two teams with the same number, and then fights on the field, and uses the law spar to place bets.

The lord of the winning side can directly obtain all the crystals bet by the lord of the losing side, and distribute them according to the betting ratio.

"interesting."

Lin You looked surprised, it was the first time he had heard of such a weird rule.

Each lord sends out a unit to improvise the team and distributes it randomly, which greatly increases the randomness of the game.

No one knows whether the team they bet on will win, and it also eliminates many possibilities of cheating. It depends entirely on strength and luck.

"In this case, register me for a twelfth-level session." Lin You said to the staff.

"Okay, here's the registration for you." The staff skillfully recorded the information for Lin You, and then handed him a sign.

"This is your number plate. The next 15th-level competition will be held in [-] minutes. You can bet crystals on yourself."

"The racecourse is kept secret. No one else can detect any information about your unit. If your unit is defeated, you will be sent directly to leave the arena without dying. I wish you a good time."

Okay.

There is no way to find out his arms information, which saves him a lot of worries, and he doesn't have to worry about being discovered by the people of the Pantheon.

And in order to avoid shady scenes, the lord can only bet on himself.

If you want to win, then rely on your own strength to win and contribute to the team you are assigned to.

"Ah."

Lin You responded, took the number plate and glanced at it, and a betting interface and troop selection appeared directly in front of him.

This seems to be the architectural function of the high-order domain, and it looks very complete.

Lin You thought for a while, and bet all the 200 yuan twelfth-order crystals he had.

no way.

He only has so much now, and he snatched it from the deacon of the Pantheon when he was in Town Demon City.

Although not much, but if you win the game, according to the random ratio, it should be doubled.

At that time, if you slowly roll back the interest, won't you have money?

of course.

The premise is that his team can win, so it must be treated with caution.

According to his understanding of God's Domain, the highest potential units of the twelfth-level lord are basically legendary-level, and even the tenth-level quasi-god has only 10 million attributes.

His royal army will not be too weak.

So after thinking about it, I chose Qinggang to play first.

Because Qinggang's exclusive talent "Dominate the Battlefield" adds 20% defense to all melee combat, including his bonus of level 2 quasi-god, it is 40%, 700 million physique is not much weaker than the opponent, let alone level 10 quasi-god But it is not easy to see.

After choosing the bet and arms, he didn't stay any longer, and went directly to the auditorium to continue watching the battle in the arena.

At this time, the arms of the two teams have reached a fierce stage of battle, and only a few arms are left to fight back and forth on the field.

In the end, amidst the high-pitched shouts of the audience, one arm was defeated, which also declared the end of the game.

All of a sudden, cheers and curses broke out in the auditorium, pushing the atmosphere on the field to a climax again.

[Guests, please note that the next battle will start in 10 minutes. 】

[This competition is a twelfth-level match, guests who need to participate, please register as soon as possible. 】

The crisp reminder sound echoed throughout the arena.

There was a large crowd of exclamations in the originally lively auditorium.

"It's the twelfth stage so soon?"

"Great! I just want to see how the twelfth-tier units fight."

"Go, go and take a seat first."

Because of the festival held by the Pantheon, many high-level lords from various forces have recently come to the Pantheon City.