Godly System: From Fire to God

Chapter 21 You can die when you're done

According to the information, the biggest enemy in unifying the cat people is the civet cat.

The strength of the civet cats is the strongest among the four tribes. They have a population of nearly a thousand people, and there are four hundred strong warriors, which is equivalent to the population of the entire civet cat.

The population of the gray cat and black cat tribe is similar to that of the civet tribe, and there are probably only about 400 people. If there is a war, these two tribes can also make up more than 400 people.

So once this battle starts, it means that the civet clan will face 800 people with 200 people!

A full four times the number of people difference!

But Lin Mo was not worried at all, because Qingyou had already become a third-order magician.

For a third-tier magician, against a petite and fragile warrior like the cat-human race, as long as the magic power is sufficient and the location is safe, killing four or five hundred people by one person will not be a problem at all.

It can be said that Qingyou alone is equivalent to an army.

What's more, there is a second-order Lilian to help, with her fighting instinct, it is absolutely invincible to deal with cat warriors.

No matter how bad it is, there is still Lin Mo watching the battle. Although he doesn't want to draw out the gods believed by the civet cats, if he really wants to suffer, then Lin Mo will not watch it.

Now that the great gods have agreed, Qingyou is naturally very excited, and immediately starts to arrange the news and plans of the battle.

After seeing the God of Fire perform miracles many times, the civet people firmly believe in any oracle.

Since the gods said they could fight, they could definitely win.

No matter what the difference in numbers, the civet clansmen who are sheltered by the gods will not be afraid at all.

Considering that the gray cat tribe and the black cat tribe were not willing to join the civet cat tribe, Qingyou didn't plan to secretly lead the tribe to attack.

After all, the biggest purpose of unifying the cat people is to increase the power of the believers. The mage attack is indeed very powerful, but if a torch burns a large number of gray cats and black cat people and loses a large number of potential believers, it will not be worth the loss. .

Therefore, Qingyou sent someone to submit the battle book to the civet cats early, and agreed to fight in the nearby Great Plains.

The victorious tribe will unify the entire cat people.

After receiving the gauntlet, the civet cat patriarch went crazy with joy.

At the beginning, the civet cats were forced to exile them because of their unyielding commitment to the death. Now that they have come to the door in person, how can the civet cat patriarch be unhappy.

Soon, on the agreed day, the two parties came to the agreed place early.

The civet cat army was mighty and mighty, arranged in three square formations, with two hundred gray cats and two hundred black cat warriors standing on the flanks, and four hundred civet cat warriors in the middle.

The civet cat patriarch held a machete and stood at the forefront of the team in high spirits, with a face full of victory.

Qingyou led two hundred civet warriors to confront them. Although there was a huge disadvantage in numbers, the civet clan, who had no worries about food and clothing, were strong and energetic, and they did not lose to the other side in terms of momentum.

"Hehe, little girl of the civet clan, hurry up and call your mother out! You civet clan took the initiative to send the gauntlet, but the patriarch is too frightened to show his face, isn't it ridiculous!"

The civet cat patriarch stroked his beard and shouted mockingly.

"Look at your poor number, even if one of us spit out a mouthful of spit can drown your troops, I will give you a chance, as long as you surrender honestly, and then you come to be my concubine, I will reluctantly to accept you, lest your people die innocently."

Seeing that Qingyou didn't answer, he greedily looked at Qingyou up and down, and shouted again.

"Are you finished?"

Qingyou sneered and asked softly.

"It's over."

The civet cat patriarch snorted coldly and looked at her disdainfully.

"Since it's over, then you can die!"

With a soft drink, Qingyou raised her right hand abruptly, and a crimson light glowed in the palm of her hand.