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ncredibly cautious when it came to safeguarding their credibility, as they were afraid that their plans would not be carried out as planned.

Even though Connie was not being aggressive at this point, the Royal Clans began to discuss and vote on whether they should accept the call or not.

The result was very typical of the “animal world”!

Except for Thunder Monkey King, who voted against it, the other four Royal Clans voted for it!

When it came to benefits, they could stand on the same side; defending one another, and baring their teeth and claws at the enemy.

However, if one of their own wanted to harm their benefits, the others would show no mercy, making their animal-like, barbaric cruelty evident.

Anyway, it was Thunder Monkey King who would be humiliated this time.
This had nothing to do with them, so what reason was there for them to be afraid?

Anyway, it was Thunder Monkey King’s own ship which had attracted so much attention.
Their own sand ships were fine, so they had nothing to be afraid of!

With that thought in mind, the four Royal Clans turned their attention to the live broadcast stream after voting, looking forward to what would happen next.

What they did not know was that an invisible “rift” had appeared between the Royal Clans for the first time from this moment onward!

The call connected quickly.
After Thunder Monkey King chose to agree, his face was displayed on the screen before the chat could erupt.

At the same time, behind him, the Thunderbolt, which had made him prideful for an entire night, also appeared in everyone’s view.

“Thunder Monkey King, you have quite a nice ship! Weren’t you quite proud of it last night? Why do you have such a frown on your face now? You look like your mother died!”

She humiliated him further!

Looking at Thunder Monkey King’s frown, Connie laughed lightly and said out loud the genuine thoughts of all the people among the ordinary foreign races.

At this moment, even Su Mo, who was watching them from inside the bridge, could not help but let out a loud laugh.

The previous night, this Thunder Monkey King had laughed so happily that his face had looked like a rotten chrysanthemum as he boasted about making humans his slaves.

If this idiot dared to boast so loudly within the attacking range of Hope One, Su Mo would definitely not be stingy with firing his ammo.

Now, as Connie kept on firing verbal shots, and as Thunder Monkey King was increasingly humiliated, Su Mo slapped his hand on the armrest beside him and quickly looked toward the comments screen to see what the people among the foreign races were talking about.

At present, the emotions of about 80% of the people in the comments screen had been completely stirred up.

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They asked the Five Royal Clans to give them an explanation; to tell them where their ships came from and also the extent of their relationship with the humans.

Most of these foreign races had a strength rating that was below 3.
Although it was low, the group of them were still a force to be reckoned with.

Of the remaining 20% of people, 10% of them had strength ratings between 3 and 8.
They were the backbone of the foreign races.

This group of people did not speak up and support Connie, but they did not support the Five Royal Clans either.

As a neutral faction, they always paid attention to the changing trends.
They would support whoever won.
On the contrary, they would not mind stepping on whoever lost.

The remaining people who were not part of the 90% were the firm royalists.

No matter what topics Connie brought up, they only had one thing to say.

We believe in the Five Royal Clans!

Su Mo shook his head at those people and did not try to intervene.
He continued to let things slide.

They were totally stubborn and could not be persuaded.
So what?

It was fine.
He would just get rid of them all.

This was not the civilized era.
Things were not as simple as during his past life on Earth, where saying things like “I believe in him” and “he is surely innocent” on the Internet would suffice.

While Connie and Thunder Monkey King were still arguing, Su Mo did not stay idle.
He pulled out a notebook and started taking down notes.

The Nine Ding Yanxiang Bear firmly supported the pig, and he also insulted Old Devil Su once.
Kill!

The Decayed Flesh Ice Tiger, who was the Cursed Tiger’s eldest cousin, talked non-stop, did not watch the live broadcast stream properly, and was not capable of anything other than insulting people.
Kill!

The Divine Strength Ice Ape was one of Thunder Monkey King’s distant relatives.
The two families were so close with each other that they practically wore the same pants.

What? He wanted to smash Hope One with his own hands?

‘Sure, I’ll bring you here myself and let you try to smash it!’ Su Mo thought.

Snowy Steelwood Badger was an idiot with a terribly long name and a strength rating of less than 0.1.
Yet somehow he had the nerve to act as the Royal Clans’ lackey.
Up onto the list he goes!

Phantom Light Crocodile, with a strength rating of 8.8, came out to support Connie.
‘Good.
If I meet you, I’ll spare your life and have you pull the ship for me!’

…

One by one, Su Mo wrote down the names of those people who made “prominent” statements in the comments and their corresponding crimes or accolades in the notebook.

As the battle between Connie and Thunder Monkey King reached its climax, and then descended into chaos again, the time outside had also reached about 6:30 pm.

The sun hanging in the sky had gradually set, but the live broadcast was still as hyped up as if the sun had not gone down.
Even though the room already had two million and one hundred thousand viewers, the numbers continued growing.

After close to two hours of cursing, Thunder Monkey King had obviously let himself go wild.

At the beginning, the two of them had started by discussing the status quo of the wasteland, before proceeding to argue about the Five Royal Clans and their cooperative efforts with humans.
Now they were just cursing at each other like crazy.

At this stage, Thunder Monkey King brought up the previous few excellent achievements of the Thunder Monkey clan from when they first arrived at the wasteland and boasted about them.

Connie did not hold back in her response either.
She talked about the records from a hundred thousand years ago, when the lion clan was still a Royal Clan.

Both of them did not surrender.

The endless battle continued.
Su Mo was about to remind Connie not to forget the main subject when the Thunder Monkey King on the other side seemed to have received a message, as he suddenly changed his tone, “Golden Lion King…”

“Golden Lion King, didn’t you call us the humans’ lapdogs, and say that we worked with them to build ships?”

“Then what do you have to say about your ship? Was it built by you, Golden Lion King?”

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Before his side could even pull out a knife, the enemy had bared their necks to them first.

When presented with such a wonderful opportunity, Connie continued, despite the hoarseness in her voice, “Hmph, I knew that you’d eventually ask that, silly monkey.”

“That’s right, this ship was built by the humans, but it was my husband who discovered and unearthed it!”

“As for you cowards? I’m afraid you won’t ever have the courage to explore the ruins in your entire lifetime!”

Only humans, who were ignorant and fearless, had the courage to enter the ruins.

Other races, including those that Oreo and Moore belonged to, had a natural fear of the ruins and did not dare step into them.

At this moment, hearing that the Golden Lion King’s husband had actually dared to step into the ruins, Thunder Monkey King laughed contemptuously, “You’re lying.
With your strength rating of 3.8, you’re telling me that you entered the ruins?”

“The flagpole beside you isn’t your husband, is it? From what I see, I think it won’t be able to satisfy you!”

“Stop pretending, Connie, it’s you who is the humans’ lapdog.” The Thunder Monkey King was smug as he spoke mockingly with malice, as if he had stumbled upon Connie’s Achilles’ heel.

However, the next second, under the gaze of all the people among the ordinary foreign races, the Thunder Monkey King looked as if he had been strangled, even before he could finish his sentence.
His face suddenly contorted violently and he stopped speaking.

At the top of the Thunder Monkey King’s head, his handful of white hair, symbolizing force and authority, began to crackle with lightning, as the sound of thunder echoed in the sea breeze.

At the same time, his hair also seemed to have been jolted by electricity, standing erect.

His hair was jolted?

The Thunder Monkey King’s strength was ranked second among the Five Royal Clans, with a superb rating of 13.6.

What could possibly make him afraid to the point that he had to use force to deter his opponent?

Following the Thunder Monkey King’s gaze, everyone’s gazes turned curiously to Connie’s screen.

Wow….

The comments area was quiet!

At this moment, no one was banned from commenting, and there was no lag…

At this moment, a pair of eyes that glowed scarlet and possessed a hint of murderous energy was deeply imprinted in their minds.

At this moment, everyone saw the reason why the Golden Lion King was so confident!

In the corner of Connie’s live broadcast screen, with the sun about to set in the background, everyone saw a scene that they would never forget.

It was a lion.

It was a really strong male lion!

His hand held a spear that reflected the light of the rippling water.

Behind him was a bright red and blood-like sunset.

His eyes were imbued with an aura of tyranny that could not be concealed by the great sun.

The large mane on his neck moved even when no wind was blowing!

He seemed.

He seemed to be suppressing too much fury!

He….

Who was he?