Black Dragon Kingdom

"As the emperor of the Dragon Alliance, how can you be compared to the younger brother?"

Ace, amidst extravagance, looked at the dozens of race kings who were trying to suppress his extraordinary level in the magic screen.

A dragon face was embarrassed.

He still has face as a dragon, seeing that the life level of his little brother is going to surpass him.

Of course he can't salt fish anymore.

Otherwise, the life level of a large group of younger brothers is higher than that of him, the ruler of the Dragon Alliance, so how can they mess around in the future?

Ace stopped talking, and flew back to his little nest in despair, and began to practice hard, vowing to climb to the top of the demigod at the fastest speed, and he must not be compared by the younger brother.

Seeing Ace who flew back to practice in despair, Elisa was in a particularly good mood.

This time, she won.

As a younger sister, she successfully taught her elder brother a lesson, and used words to make him practice obediently.

This was simply the first time since they were born, and it was enough to make her write a book, envious of that guy Elena.

Eliza Xiong looked at Elena coquettishly and coquettishly, wanting to envy her to death.

And the tens of thousands of extremely beautiful maids at the same place looked at His Majesty who left, their faces were full of disappointment.

They originally wanted to have the opportunity to ask Ace to open a back door for them, so that they could fight a little bit of local conflict with those Outer Gods after the war and gain some military merit.

But now it seems that it is impossible. The collision of will and belief, igniting one's soul and turning the soul into divine fire is a very long process.

Be very careful, they won't see His Majesty at all in hundreds of years.

But if you don't see your Majesty, where is there a war?

Tens of thousands of maids returned to their territory dejectedly, and began to prepare for the next war.

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On the Catman Continent, Garnier, the captain of the Catman Ten Thousands, looked at the huge plantation territory of more than 20 million acres under his feet.

A cat face burst into smiles, full of excitement, and said leisurely: "In the hundreds of years of war, I have chopped myself down from a small centurion to a second-level extraordinary all the way to tens of thousands of people!" long, and ascend to the top of the legend."

"And the legend is not my end, the demigod is also a certainty, and the seat of the god can't think about it."

"After all, a plantation of 20 million acres is enough to feed 80 million cats."

"And the 80 million genetic quality is extremely strong, and the blood sacrifice energy donated by the cat people every year can definitely pile up a weak divine power."

Garnier walked back and forth excitedly in his cat-man castle, touching here and patting there, a cat face blooming with a smile.

The seven hundred sons Garnier had with his new wife followed behind Garnier, all wearing iron armor and looking serious.

Among them, they are divided into two parts, one part is the military merit recipients with military merit branded on their heads, and the other part is the cat cubs born in recent years after the end of the war.

The two groups were clearly divided into two parts. The military winners disdain to talk to the brothers who have no military merits, and their heads are raised to the sky.

If it weren't for Garnier still in front of them, they would probably go to heaven.

But the cat people were marching in the queue, looking at their heads non-stop, looking very active.

Garnier strode into his hall, sat down on his lord's throne, and looked down at a large group of cat people who were both his subordinates and his sons.

Garnier shouted excitedly: "We have 20 million acres of plantations, we must fill them with cats as quickly as possible."

"Never leave them empty!"

"Also, military training is not allowed to stop for a moment, and the territory is still in accordance with wartime standards, giving me desperate training."

"In the next war, your father, I will march towards the king of the race and become another king of the race of our cat people."

"Who dares to hold back, don't blame my knife for not being sharp."

Garnier's eyes are full of longing for the king of the race.

The king of the race, able to enjoy the blood sacrifice of all existence of his race in the second quarter.

However, their cat-people clan now number more than ten trillion. This is because half of the living space has not been digested. If it is digested, there will definitely be twenty trillion cat-people.

Twenty trillion, what a huge amount, compared to the blood sacrifice energy that the king of the race gets every year, he is really nothing.

After all, he has developed his territory to the extreme, and he can support a population of 80 million.

Eighty million versus twenty trillion, is this comparable?

If he rounded his 80 million to 100 million, there would be a gap of 200,000 times.

And there are only twenty or thirty kings of their cat-human alien race.

On average, in terms of the number of people alone, every race king has an income tens of thousands of times more than him.

As for the quality, these military winners can only obtain the blood sacrifice energy of their own slaves.

As for the blood sacrifice energy of the soldiers and officers who have become superhumans, they are no longer donated.

And the kings of the race can obtain all the blood sacrifice energy that exists within their own race, that is to say, in the second quarter, all slaves and superhumans will be sacrificed for the kings of the race.

Add quality, it is even more incomparable.

He swears that in the next Outer Gods war, even if he tries his best, he will cut himself into the king of the race, and completely gain the possibility of being able to exalt the kingdom of God.

"Yes, my lord father!"

The military merit recipients said respectfully one by one.

And the group of Garnier's children who were born just now said unevenly: "Yes!"

Their voices are a little irregular, with the vibrato of a kitten mixed in.

Looking at the more than 700 children of his who are respectful and respectful, especially seeing the more than 300 military achievements, and all of them are of the rank of ten thousand commanders, Garnier is very satisfied.

As for those below Chief Wan, they were not allowed in at all.

And these newborn cubs were allowed to stand here to compensate them.

The war has ended. According to his inference, there will be no wars within three or four hundred years at least, and there will be thousands of years if more.

For such a long time, with the lifespan of the cat people around thirty years old, these newly born children of him will all die of old age.

There is no hope of longevity at all.

Facing these poor fellows, his father was extraordinarily tolerant.

After all, if his father gave birth to them before the end of the war, they would definitely become military winners.

Not to mention anything else, there is still hope for the achievement of a third-order transcendent, waiting for the next war.

And now, I can only die of old age.

As for providing them with extraordinary resources and supplying them with growth, there was nothing he could do.

In order to strengthen his combat power these years, he has supplied all the excess blood sacrifice energy to a growable weapon of his own.

My father's family has no surplus food. He is very poor now, and he has to ask his father-in-law to borrow money from time to time in order to survive.

But the old men are not too rich, they also have their own weapons that can grow, and the life at home is also very tight.

Sometimes I even borrow blood sacrifice energy from him.

He still has to give, he has to give some.

He beats others, and others also beats them.

Therefore, he really couldn't draw out the blood sacrifice energy to supply these newborn cubs to practice.

And even if he could afford it, he couldn't.

Although the Dragon Alliance did not clearly stipulate that slaves cannot practice.

But in the implicit regulations, it is not allowed.

Because of the rules of absolute militarism, all the members of the Dragon Alliance have formed such a world view, you have merit, you have contributed to the Dragon Alliance, and your own race, and only then can you obtain the resources in the clan to cultivate.

Without merit, but using the resources of the clan to cultivate, this is getting something for nothing.

This is somewhat intolerable.

Most importantly, the gods, the saints, and the will of the world all need high-level true spirits to create new enemies for the Dragon Alliance and maintain the operation of absolute militaristic rules.

As for the high-level true spirits, they can only be recovered after the members of the dragon alliance die.

In this case, their eyes are wide open.

Although they didn't speak, all the military winners are quite knowledgeable.

For various reasons, high-level military merit recipients, even if they want to raise their own children, will also raise their own children with military merit.

And those newly born slave children, they are really powerless.

After all, in addition to the above reasons, they have too many children, one, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, plus a lot of grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, really want to let all Impossible for your loved ones to live forever.

It can only maximize the benefits and concentrate resources to cultivate the best offspring.

And the best heirs are naturally the military winners who have gone through countless genetic screening levels for the rest of their lives on the battlefield.

The mighty Garnier's children left the hall.

The little cat walked out of the space wearing a gorgeous mage robe, and said to Garnier: "Father, the war is over, and you have reached the peak of the legend in these hundreds of years, and you are only a few steps away from reaching the summit. god."

"As for the resources in your hands, after helping you reach the top of the demigod, it will take thousands of years to make you a peak demigod, and it will take about ten thousand years before you have enough resources to raise the kingdom of God and rise to the top of the demigod. Heaven becomes eternal and immortal."

"In addition to resources, authority is also needed to uphold the Kingdom of God."

"According to my investigation, due to the arrival of large-scale outer gods and the laws and rules donated by countless subsidiary worlds around our ontology world, the number of authority within the world has surged."

"Although I don't know how much the number of authorities in the world has increased, it's definitely a lot."

"We must become the king of the race in the next war of the Outer Gods, so that we can seize the opportunity to exalt the throne."

"After all, the increase in the number of authorities is far less than the increase in the number of strong people."

"There are too many competitors, we must hurry up."

"After the next war, if we still haven't become the king of the race, we may have no chance in the future."

"Therefore, in the next time, you must put all your resources into improving your own strength and improving your growable weapons."

"Prepare for the next war."

Xiaohuamao, like his father Garnier, is also a multimillionaire. The only difference from his father is that her military merit is only 11 million, while Garnier's military merit is 20 million.

The two sides supported each other on the battlefield, which made this amazing result possible.

The blood connection, the hundreds of years of father-daughter love.

Coupled with the fact that Ace attaches great importance to feelings, the relationship between the two parties is quite deep.

Therefore, as soon as he managed his territory well, the little cat ran over quickly to remind his father Garnier.

Looking at the sincere little cat, Garnier smiled and said, "I know what you said."

"It's just, watching your lively siblings, from young kittens, to lively juvenile cats, to strong adult cats, and finally to old cats."

"Time is so short, in a few blinks, they will die of old age."

"I feel bad."

"Over the years, so many of my children, so many grandchildren, and great-grandchildren either died in battle or died of old age in my arms."

"Not one survives."

"How cruel time is, how short a cat's life is."

At this moment, Garnier felt very tired.

Cultivation is not only cultivating the mind, but who can face the child he loves constantly falling in his arms and dying of old age?

Emphasis on affection united him and his children, and they lived and died on the battlefield, cutting a piece of heaven for the future of the family.

But the emphasis on feelings makes it difficult for them to face the death of their loved ones.

Xiaohuamao looked at his father who was a little bit overwhelmed, anxious in his heart, but there was nothing he could do.

A warrior who has been honed to the top, invincible on the battlefield, a hero to the top, killed countless people, honed his mind, and became a third-tier noble.

In the end, he tempered his will like a diamond and became a legend.

Climbing to the top of the demigod requires friction between one's will and belief, igniting one's soul, turning the soul into divine fire, and turning the impossible into the possibility in the flames to obtain eternal life.

How difficult is the step by step practice.

Don't look at the current giant dragon alliance, which is so strong, the legend is like clouds, and the strong men who are about to reach the top of the demigod are like rain.

But behind them, tens of thousands of dependents died tragically on the battlefield.

Along the way, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

There is not only the blood of the enemy, but also the blood of the same family, and the blood of one's own relatives.

Every strong man is stepping on countless corpses, standing high on the top of the mountain.

In this process, resources are important, experience is important, and the mind is more important.

The mind is actually one's own will, and the will controls the body and soul, and is the key to determining how a person walks.

Garnier slowly suppressed the sadness in his heart, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Looking at the anxious little cat, he waved the cat's paw and said in a reassuring tone: "Don't worry, I know my own situation."

"After all, I am not as comfortable as you. A little cat, I am not hungry, and the whole family is not worried."

"For so many years, I haven't seen you find a partner and have a few children."

"My lord, the king of the race, has proposed to me several times."

"As a result, you just disagree!"

"I'll just leave it to you."

Facing his father's tiger and wolf words.

The little cat moved its head away in embarrassment.

She is a legendary sage in the cat people family, and she aims to become a god all her life, so the less feelings, the better.

One father is enough, but if there are more, she can't hold it anymore.

Didn't see his father, because of too much emotion at this moment, seeing too many deaths of his own relatives, is there a problem with his diamond-like will?

Looking at this appearance, his memory must be sealed, and then he must be thrown among the slaves who have been expelled from the territory to hone, and rebuild the heart of the strong before he can be saved.

Otherwise, with this appearance, it is likely that in the process of igniting the divine fire, the burned soul will be completely destroyed.

Xiaohuamao is playing his little Jiujiu in his heart.

He wanted to knock his father unconscious, completely seal his strength and memory, let him rise in the face of adversity, and re-establish the heart of a strong man.

But facing her own father who was also legendary, she didn't have much confidence in strength.

It is difficult to kill a legend at the same level, and it is even more difficult to capture one alive.

It's better to wait for her to reach the top of the demigod in the future, and call her grandparents, grandma, and a large number of relatives who have also reached the top of the demigod, tie him up together, and then discuss it together.

The little cat's eyes are quite dangerous.

Seeing that the fur on Garnier's back exploded, Garnier subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

"There seems to be something wrong with the little cat, am I wrong?"

"It shouldn't be, how can the little cat respect me so much, how can it have bad thoughts towards me? It must be my illusion, illusion."

Garnier thought to himself with some uncertainty.

Little did he know that his daughter had created a series of training plans for him in order to solve his psychological problems, and was preparing to pull a large number of relatives to carry out a righteous gang fight after he reached the top of the demigod.

The little cat left the hall and returned to its own territory accompanied by a wave of space fluctuations.

The various clans within the Dragon Alliance are somewhat different from the previous clans.

The biggest difference is that the high-level, middle-level, and soldiers of all races are all relatives.

The kings of races like to marry their daughters to the high-level people under them, and they also like to marry the daughters of high-level people who have no connection with their blood.

The high-level people also followed suit, marrying their daughters to their subordinates, and then marrying the daughters of subordinates who have no connection with their blood.

Under various blood connections, everyone is relatives.

The result of this is that they are very united.

After all, we are all relatives, can we not be united? We must join forces to bully outsiders.

The most important thing is that no one has any conflicts. Killing people is their unanimous task, and killing people is a technical job that requires teammates very much.

Especially after gathering the extraordinary legion, teammates are even more important.

And at this time, it's not so much more reassuring to compare a group of strangers with a large number of relatives to become teammates.