The rule of the five major clans over Turanze is deep-rooted.

Even under my leadership, the Great Horn Legion, which is ten times more powerful than in its previous life, cannot completely defeat the five major clans within three to five years.

Even if they barely defeat the five major clans, it is impossible to rebuild the order of Turanze in the shortest possible time, integrate all resources, including the remaining forces of the five major clans, and launch a war against the Holy Light camp in the best condition.

The greatest possibility is that both the Big Horn Legion and the five major clans will suffer losses.

Before Turanze discovered Dragon City, his vitality was severely damaged and it was destroyed in advance.

At that time, all Turan people, including the rat people, will still die.

So, I'm sorry.

I can't join the Legion of Horns.

I can only use the Great Horn Legion as a stepping stone for me to ascend to the supreme throne.

Anyway, as long as I can control the supreme power of Turanze.

There is always a way to slowly improve the status of the rat people, form more rat people war groups, cultivate a large number of strong rat people, give the rat people many opportunities to make contributions and compete for power, and finally create a "rat people" belonging to the rat people.

The Sixth Clan".

After thinking everything through, I designed a little "accident."

Let my master and my past be annihilated deep underground.

Then, I used the disguise technique I learned in the Blood Blade organization in my previous life to change my appearance from a rat to a wolf.

From an involuntary slave, I became the master of my own destiny and that of Turanze.

I used my past life memories to dig up several lost temples and accumulated my first pot of gold.

He also tried his best to find the "saint" who had not yet joined the rat rebels.

At this time, the Great Horn Legion had not yet been born.

The little girl in front of me, with her big head and small body, staggering when she walked, and being funny, knew nothing about the dark fate that was about to come.

But I still saw through her ignorant face the "saint" whose soul was exhausted and fell in front of me in the previous life.

I believe that she who voluntarily becomes a saint, who overdraws her brain crazily again and again, and uses dreams to help others share pain and happiness, will never be afraid of death.

But when she fell in front of me in her previous life, her eyes that were gradually dimming were indeed filled with regrets that cannot be described in words.

It's a pity that the "Big Horn Rebellion" was just a petty fight that didn't make much sense.

It's a pity that she didn't share the pain and happiness with more rat people.

It is a pity that the rat people rebels rose and fell. The extremely generous and tragic war cry they issued at the last moment could not be heard by the tens of thousands of rat people scattered throughout Turanze.

Unfortunately, her power is too weak, and she can neither smash the old order that has ruled Turanze for thousands of years, nor can she create a new future where all the rat people can live happily.

"It doesn't matter."
Chapter completed!