"The God War is about to begin!"
Half a month later, Lingbo came to Ye Fei's Home carrying Baby. Watching Long Heng playing in his dragon form in the pond, she really wanted to haul the little brat straight out and ask him just what he was thinking.
The race melee had been slaughter between races, the deaths of players.
But the coming God War was an apocalypse that gods like them, from the highest to the lowest, all had to take part in, with no way to escape.
"We still have to wait a few more days. The race war is still going on. The Beast Race, Winged Race, and Sea Race each still have a dozen or so smaller races remaining, all slowly wearing one another down. They're waiting to give those of us in divine positions more time to prepare."
Long Heng hooked his two little front claws over the edge of the pond, rested his little head on them, and tilted his head to look at the unhappy Water God.
In this God War, elements gods like them could coast through safely as long as they weren't greedy.
The ones in trouble now were the race gods.
Although the race gods had preserved some of their people during the previous race melee, they were all gathering their strength to seize resources in the God War, hoping to strengthen their races' fortune a little more.
When that happened, the races with race gods would very likely face complete destruction.
However, the species would not disappear, because the dead players could be transformed by this world into a new generation of its living beings.
"I don't want to fight, but I can't stay out of it either. Just what are you all thinking? The chaos of the God