"No one can stop us from pursuing happiness and freedom. If so, then overthrow them!"

Carl shouted loudly.

There was a silence off the field. They looked at the weak body in shock, wondering how the other party had the courage to say such words.

In each survivor race, there is an institution similar to a "parental home", which has formulated a simple and crude social hierarchy for all the people of the entire race.

From the moment of birth, every degenerate race has almost determined its fate and sealed the path to ascendance...

Those with weak physiques have no chance to resist, not at all.

In the past, no one would have thought about such a "boring" thing. Even if there is, they would have thought about whether they could be lucky enough to eat the flesh and blood containing power and complete the promotion.

Instead of resisting this system...

Because for them, this is indeed impossible.

Although there are thousands of people here, you can easily defeat them by just one or two leader-level existences through bloodline suppression...

This is the physical strength gap, which cannot be avoided...

but...

Looking at the "lowest compatriots" protected by ten sea clans, they couldn't help but feel an indescribable mood in their hearts.

A certain consciousness seems to be slowly awakening in a slow, but unstoppable posture.

Or...this should be called ambition!

They couldn't help but fantasize that if the people who were protected by those "big people" were themselves...

How majestic should it be?

A living example is right in front of you. Even the weak can be respected and get everything you want!

What the other party said is not impossible to achieve...

Moreover, the previous words really touched their hearts...

At this time, Carl continued: "A pedantic and outdated society will eventually be replaced by a new system. This is the revelation brought by our Lord and a historical necessity!"

In the water cave, another survivor couldn't help but express his ruthless thoughts: "But even if we join the 'Holy Light Alliance', what should we use to deal with them?"

If he was heard by other normal members of the clan, then he would be torn into scum the next day and swallowed into his stomach by his fellow clans.

After all, he dares to pursue beauty now, and he doesn't dare to think about whatever he wants in the future...

But here, Carl just nodded with relief, looking at the vague glory of humanity that appeared on the other person's face:

“This question was asked very well...

"Since you want to resist, you really have to have strength...

"And this is the capital for our resistance..."

As he said that, he took out a thick and large black metal steel pipe from behind. At the muzzle position, there was a cone of the same metal...

"With it, we are equally capable of killing them even when facing higher depraved races!"

While he was speaking, a member of the higher depraved race who was tied to a wooden stake and tied up all over his body was carried up.

It struggled wildly on the stakes, but...it didn't make any sense.

"You are you. This time you will try to break the shackles of blood and break the cage of thought!"

Carl glanced at the scene and saw a very thin little sea clan. He looked only one meter away and was as thin as a bamboo pole.

Facing the high seafarers who are nearly three meters tall, it is no different from the wild dogs on the roadside.

However, only in this way can all the remnants deeply realize how terrifying the power of this weapon is.

And as Carl pointed his fingers, a large area was instantly empty in the area that should have been dense.

There was a very short sea clan who wanted to indent it, but as soon as he did this, he was kicked back by one of the feet in the crowd.

"I...I..."

He looked at Carl in horror, not daring to step forward at all. The fear of the advanced existence once again suppressed all his heart.

Even though he had to do, he just aimed the cannon barrel at the eye, mouth, hands and feet tied up by ropes, and the high-ranking remnants who had completely lost all their ability to resist and pulled the trigger...

But even such a simple task, he didn't dare to complete it...

At this moment, he felt as if a big net was covering him, covering him so hard that he could not breathe...

This is the shackle that the degenerate races imprinted deep in the hearts of every citizen. It does not actually exist, but makes it difficult for them to resist.

If you don’t break, you will never resist!

The ignited remnant breathed more and more violently, his eyes turned a little white, as if he was about to suffocate at any time.

However, at this moment, a bright, warm, holy light suddenly fell from the sky and shone on him.

It's like a spotlight.

The darkness faded away little by little.

He couldn't help but reach out and grab it, trying to grab the "warmness" that pulled him back from the dark abyss.

When the fear faded away little by little, he suddenly realized that he seemed... no longer so scared?

On the stage, Carl nodded to the "Fuguang Preacher" in the dark, and then spoke at the right time:

"Don't worry, the Holy Light will give you courage and blessings, the Great Lord, watching every His people...

"Come on, what you want to do is very simple..."

Under Carl's guidance, this extremely weak sea clan lifted up the new cannon barrel weighing less than ten kilograms with a somewhat confusing expression.

Then, he slowly aimed at the other party and pulled the trigger...

With a bang, a force came from his hand, and the shell rushed out of the barrel, and flames erupted at the tail of the shell, accurately rushing towards the enemy dozens of meters away.

The next second before everyone could react, the shells exploded accurately on the "enemy".

With a rumbling sound, a large area of ​​fire flashed instantly, swallowing up the figure on the wooden stake.

This kind of anti-tank armored artillery attacked the flesh and blood body that had not yet undergone qualitative changes, and the result was undoubtedly destined.

Even the screams were not heard, and this "high-level sea clan" was erased.

A large number of broken limbs splashed around, and some close sea clans even had broken intestines on their bodies...

In the air, there was a burnt smell of oil and flesh burning, as well as the pungent smell of gunpowder after the explosion.

The shock wave that passed by that moment had long passed, but they seemed to be shocked and had not come back to their senses for a long time.

With just a mediocre metal weapon, a high-ranking sea clan was killed by the "ant" he would never look at.

For them, there is no doubt about this scenario...
Chapter completed!