Godly System: From Fire to God

0Lin Mo reacted on the spot. The War Goddess must have known of his little tricks.    

    

However, the other party was disdainful of causing trouble for him. Now that he was in someone else's territory, it was up to others to make a decision whether to beat him up or not.    

    

The War Goddess didn't plan on directly dealing with him. She wanted to place some restrictions on him so that he could receive her trial in this space. This could also be considered a special and difficult method.    

    

"God, what happened?"    

    

Although the junior family head was rather simple-minded, he still had the ability to observe people's expressions. Noticing that Lin Mo's expression was a little awkward, he curiously asked.    

    

"No worries, I need you to do something as soon as possible."    

    

Lin Mo glanced at him and gently shook his head.    

    

"Go ahead."    

    

The junior family head nodded humbly.    

    

After the entire clan was led by Lin Mo, they could be considered to be completely focused on Lin Mo. If the other party had any requests, they would definitely not hesitate to do so.    

    

The mission that Lin Mo had given them was very simple, and it was to go deeper into the inner regions. Along the way, he would unite with the other tribes to seize territory from the central region.    

    

Furthermore, Lin Mo would always take advantage of this chaos to find the entrance to this dimension and meet the War Goddess at the destination.    

    

After all, this space was mainly used to test challengers. Whether it was in terms of intelligence or strength, as long as one could pass through this place, they would be able to obtain the approval of the War Goddess.    

    

There were quite a few races nearby. Just as the junior family head had said, there were a total of 38 small races here.    

    

These small races were also scattered around in a fixed area, so it wasn't difficult for the system to find them.    

    

In less than half a day, the junior family head had already sent people to invite the people in charge of most of the races.    

    

Fortunately, the mammoth clansmen were considered to be of a relatively large size. Their territory could hold so many people at once.    

    

Lin Mo sat upright in the clan head's residence, closed his eyes and meditated, purposely creating an image of an otherworldly expert.    

    

As for the leaders of the other races who were brought here, they were all gathered in this room, looking at Lin Mo with strange expressions on their faces.    

    

"Why did you call us here? What about your Patriarch? "    

    

Not long after, someone asked impatiently.    

    

Normally, the races here all lived their own lives and basically never interacted with each other. The junior family head had never seen such a vast world.    

    

With so many people surrounding them and each one of them looking vicious, the junior family head began to panic.    

    

It was a good thing that Lin Mo had taught him how to handle the situation previously.    

    

The junior family head took a deep breath to calm himself down before he spoke.    

    

"My father is already dead. I will now lead the Mammoth Race."    

    

As soon as his voice fell, whispers broke out among the crowd.    

    

For a place like this where no large scale trial-takers had entered for hundreds of years, it was impossible for it to cause any casualties. If it was a normal place where people died from old age, even the clan head would not be able to change generations so quickly.    

    

"All of you shut up!"    

    

Seeing that these discussions were getting louder and louder, the junior family head let out a furious roar. He flung his long nose and the resonance between his nose and his mouth made the sound extremely loud. Lin Mo even felt the ground starting to shake.    

    

"Kid!" Even if your old man was here, he wouldn't dare to speak to me like that! "    

    

The angry roar of the junior family head infuriated many of the people present. One of the Ox-head beastmen immediately stood up and shouted at the junior family head.    

    

The junior family head turned his head to look at Lin Mo. At this moment, Lin Mo opened his eyes and gently nodded his head.    

    

After receiving Lin Mo's approval, the Young Patriarch rushed towards the Ox-head man without any warning.    

    

Although all the races in this space were brave and battling, other than stopping the trial-takers, they rarely had any friction or fights.    

    

This kind of aggressive behavior had never happened in hundreds of years.    

    

The Ox-head man obviously did not think of this situation. He was only about two meters tall, compared to the four meter tall Mammoth Race, he was like a child in front of an adult.    

    

The young chief raised his nose high up and smacked him in the face. The beastman was sent flying. When he raised his face from the ground, a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth and nose.    

    

Seeing the other party's miserable state, the junior family head became even more confident.    

    

In his heart, his thoughts of the Mammoth Race becoming more powerful than other small races became deeper and deeper.    

    

The Ox-head man obviously did not expect the junior family head to be so impulsive as to attack. He roared and stood up, starting to draw some strange runes in the air.    

    

Lin Mo consulted the system. This beastman was one of the extinct ancient beastmen of the Primal Chaos Continent.    

    

Compared to the other beastmen with sturdy bodies, this race did not have that much physical strength. However, they could use a spell unique to the beastmen and could also be considered as having the ability to curse.    

    

Bang!    

    

However, before he could finish drawing the runes, the junior family head had already rushed over and flipped him over with a punch. He then used his huge feet to continuously step on him.    

    

The Mammoth Race's weight and strength were all extremely exaggerated, and every step they took was no less than a full-power attack from a warrior of the eighth step. Very quickly, the Ox-head man couldn't hold on any longer and started begging for mercy.    

    

The junior family head did not try to kill them either, after they begged for mercy.    

    

Only then did he coldly lift the beastman up from the ground and throw him into a corner to sit against the wall.    

    

"Is there any other problem?"    

    

The junior family head turned his head and looked at his surroundings. When everyone saw his gaze, they subconsciously avoided it for a moment.    

    

Amongst these small tribes, there actually wasn't much difference in terms of strength. Back when they were scattered across the territories of the various tribes, these small tribes had all been thrown into chaos.    

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In that situation, the larger the race, the more vulnerable they were to attacks. The smaller ones were more of a coincidence. They could hide in an unnoticed corner and wait for others to finish fighting before coming out to pick up loot.    

    

Although the War Goddess had ruled that these races should not say anything, Lin Mo's arrival had completely disrupted the original tempo of this place, and the situation had started to subtly change.