After Hope One came to a standstill, the remaining 15 thousand foreign races in the distance broke out into a small commotion.
It was just that the commotion was drowned out by the cheers of the human survivors, resulting in many people forgetting about their existence.
After all, since Almighty Su had arrived, these foreign races were as good as dead In the eyes of the survivors.
Their fate had already been written in stone; the only difference was whether they would die sooner or die later.
However, at this moment, when Lu Yongyi saw Su Mo smiling and looking at those foreign races with excitement, he could not help but rub his hands in anticipation, but refrained from speaking.
The state of a human's psyche was contagious.