Caesar sat there, and the words of the God of War resounded like the most unrefutable voice, resounding through his heart.

These are things he once thought of, but then escaped, and did not dare to think completely.

Now he was stripped away little by little by little by little and placed in front of him, forcing him to think and face it.

"You are different from the Heavenly Kings of All Ages. You grew up in the Fox Clan. Every orc is proud of your growth in the Beast Clan tribe. Your bravery is unrivaled, and your prestige is unparalleled. The previous generations of War Gods, the Beast Clan's attitude was just respect and fear, but different to you, that would be follow and loyalty... Believe me, Caesar, this is not just glory and luck, this is called responsibility and bond..."

The God of War raised his hand to prevent Caesar from speaking. He opened the window, and the bright sunlight shone into the room. The white of the snow-capped mountains reflected here: "Caisar, a person has birth, old age, sickness and death, and then a new baby is born. This is called the cycle of life and death, and a country has birth, old age, sickness and death. Then, the new country stands up again on the old ruins. This is called the replacement of civilization and scepters. There may be detours in all this, and errors may occur. However, the final direction is straight forward. This is the power of evolution, whether it is an individual or a country, whether it is a race or civilization."

He turned his head, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face: "North is also facing alternating cycles. Should we prolong our lives for this behemoth, or break the old shackles to produce new life? This right and power are not in my hands, nor in the hands of the elders' Council, that is in your hands... Caesar, a person's life will face countless choices, and it is time for you to choose."

"Choose? What to choose?" Caesar's clear eyes flashed in the clearly extinct fire.

"Choose your attitude towards the future of the beast race, whether it is a brother or subordinate, a citizen or a vassal." The God of War slowly sat down, and the silver knife in his hand cut off a fat meat from the barbecue, slowly as if chewing in his mouth, without a trace of fireworks. "Only choices can you give up, only choices can you understand, only choices can you make a decision."

"What does this mean?" Caesar asked.

"Haha...Caesar, I have never taught you how to hide your own thoughts. You understand what I said, but you don't want to understand. The reason why people are called human is because they have huge uncertainty in their souls, trust and guard against them, friendly and hatred. Such a contradictory combination is the existence of human beings. Although barbarians are simple by nature and do not have the colorful intestines of southern humans, since they are called humans, they also have their own ideas and wills. It is understandable that you are like this, because all this is a burden of entanglement and bondage for ten thousand years."

Caesar smiled bitterly and said nothing.

"Ten thousand years ago, humans became the overlord of this continent. Before? Dragon clan, high elves, orcs, trolls... At that time, it should be the most brilliant era. The powerful hundreds of tribes and the world of strong men. Humans are just a group that is not as powerful. They will even be regarded as slaves, invaded, killed, and plundered. Without power, there is nothing." The God of War whispered. All this was said lightly, but Caesar knew that it must be a hatred that could be called blood debt. "What after? Bloodshed and sacrifice, determination and abandonment, generations of accumulation and precipitation, one's own civilization, one's own power, one's profession, paladins, saints, druids, necromancers... Before the Seven Holy Lands, they were still in a state of killing each other, faith, hatred, and belief... everything will trigger a war, until the end, we united..."

"No one can describe it in words. What a beautiful war it was. No epic can describe it. Human beings are at a disadvantage because their enemies were defined in the entire continent from the beginning, differentiating and disuncing, provoking alliances, and the balance of victory was always sword and magic, but before that, it was determination and strategy, abandonment and sacrifice." The God of War's eyes were distant for a moment, as if he was nostalgic for the victory at that time, "The Immortal King Bulkeso, the Magic Emperor Tarasha, the Shadow Walker Nataya, the War Queen Mavina...

The first generation of Seven Saints... They fought as beautiful as poetry, the trolls were exterminated, the history of the high elves was ended, the dragons fled overseas in a hurry, the orcs, as the last resisters, were jointly attacked by the Seven Saints. Above the sky is the frost dragon of the Scourge Legion, the giants walking on the earth are Titans developed by wizards, the magical alchemy of the assassins made puppet dragons, the paladins built 213 archangels with the power of holy light, Amazon summoned Hydra from the south swamp jungle, and the Saint Seiya drove

The unstoppable Bemon beast, the druid rides the invincible Chimera, and no one can underestimate the power of human beings. Weak but can learn, weak but can grow. This is the reason why we are powerful... When everything is destroyed, the sixty-three orchids of the orc tribes were killed to the point of being 23, the gorgeous countries were razed to the ground, and precious books were destroyed, inheritance, history, civilization, culture... We destroyed everything and completely annihilated the term orc empire, because in the previous mainland territorial distribution,

The barbarians fulfilled their oath of guarding and only asked the Northland as the territory of the barbarians. Therefore, as compensation, after confirming that the beast tribe had no threat of revival, the group of guys who had lost everything were handed over to the barbarians. The old people with a lot of knowledge and inheritance in their minds were executed, and the young creatures were brainwashed by the shamans. They were the beast tribe, they belonged to the Northland, and the Northland was the hometown of origin. The barbarians were their compatriots and guardians. They made vows to guard the place called Northland for life to the Temple of War."

The God of War stared quietly at Caesar: "If you were me, if you had become a God of War, what would you do when you face this group of enemies who had been tampered with history and deceived memory? The ancestors killed their ancestors, destroyed their country, exterminated their inheritance, erased their history, and now you are the leader of the barbarians, what would you do?"

"Will you still treat them as relatives and brothers, and as comrades and partners like before?"

Caesar was speechless. How could this be a simple decision? He could not answer any questions, he could not make any answers. Barbarians and orcs, which was more important? He grew up in the Beast Clan, but the Temple of War and the Barbarians gave him a new life. He shed the blood of the barbarians. Although his body shape and appearance were closer to that of the humans in the south, the strongest Saint Seiya inheritance was already a question. Caesar was a barbarian, shed the blood of Arret.

Mother King, Zi, Heluo, Feiju... The fox people of the entire fox clan, the twenty-three tribes in the vast northern land, and every orc, their smiles are so sincere, their embraces are so powerful, and every tribe conflict, as long as he participates in mediation, will definitely end with the most kindest end. It is not that his handling is reasonable and fair, just because he is Caesar.

Brother Caesar is a man who tear the sky and kicks the ground with one punch!

Brother Caesar grew up in the orc tribe! He is our orc brother!

Caesar, you are finally going to be crowned king... You must protect me well. If you become the king of heaven, the fox king will ask me to do it...

Caesar, it is not easy to take charge of the North, do it well...

I think you will become a great leader, whether it is a savage or an orc.

Although the beast tribe is vulgar, he also knows who is good to us, the great... Tian Khan.

"What else is I need to know?" Caesar looked straight into the eyes of the God of War.

"The Beasts coalition has been formed, and the dogs scouts discovered the main force of the human army, and the Beasts decided to take the initiative."

"What is the chance of winning?"

"Zero, Yalong's combat power is beyond your imagination."

"What is the plan for the Temple of War?"

"Let them fail, make them cry, make them despair, and let them rely on them. Then the King of Heaven persuaded the elders of the Temple of War and the God of War, and brought huge army and divine weapons to the sky, repel the enemy's attacks and saved the shaky beast clan. His reputation will reach its peak at that time, and the beast clan will completely surrender to his command. Whether it is to fight against the dragon clan or protect the northern land, to fight against the demons from hell, the beast clan will be his most loyal warrior."

"What a simple plan!"
Chapter completed!